Bush was Right?!?!?

Well according to the new single by "The Right Brothers", he was.

Let me preface this by saying that I enjoy pain. Not hot wax/whips and leather pain, but intellectual pain. Sometimes I listen to Sports Talk Radio, occasionally, I'll watch prime time TV, and yes, I do flip on Fox News every once in a while just to see how much I can take. Usually about 5 minutes in and I'm bleeding from my eyes and cutting myself, but that's generally what I'm doing on a weeknight anyway. Every once in a while I get enjoyment out of things that are so unbelievably intellectually offensive to me, that I'm embarrassed to admit it. So, here's one of those things.

So, "The Right Brothers" are Frank Highland and Aaron Sain, a songwriting duo who have written songs for such country megastars as Tim McGraw, Wynonna, and Rightwing McHateJew. Their new single, "Bush Was Right" is a catchy little diddy which is similar in song structure to Billy Joel's "We Didn't Start The Fire", in that it's a list of bollixed historical events wrapped up in a brain-mashingly shitty song.

Here's a little sample of the lyrics:
Freedom in Afghanistan
Say Goodbye Taliban
Free Elections In Iraq
Saddam Hussein Locked Up
Osama's Staying Underground
Al Quaeda Now is Finding Out
America Won't Turn and Run
Once The Fighting Has Begun
Libya Turns Turn Over Nukes
Lebanese Want Freedom Too
Syria's Forced To Leave
Don't You Know That All This Means: BUSH WAS RIGHT!
BUSH WAS RIGHT!
BUSH WAS RIGHT!
Ted Kennedy: WRONG
Cindy Sheehan: WRONG
France: WRONG
Zell Miller: RIGHT!!!

You can't make this shit up.

To Listen, Click HERE.

Writer's Block...


Back from a self-imposed three and a half month hiatus.

I'm writing here in a vain (either definition works) attempt to get my creative juices flowing. If that doesn't sound dirty I don't know what does. OK, actually 'hard knob' sounds pretty dirty...but that's neither here nor there.

So today I drank two large coffees, four Red Bulls and a ginseng 'focus' tea...but I'm still staring at blankly at this script that I started five months ago. About three months ago, I finished a solid first draft. Instead of sending it to my manager, I desided to get my friend's opinions. Well, you know what they say...opinions are like vinereal diseases...every film school graduate has one. I got so much feedback from so many different directions that I became confused, then depressed, then confused again.

Strange thing is that most of the feedback was positive. The common problem that everyone had with the script was entirely fixable with maybe two days hard work. Well, that was about a month ago. What have I been doing since then? Drinking coffees, Red Bulls and ginseng 'focus' teas and staring blankly at my computer.

A classic Marx Brothers' gag involves Chico and Harpo posing as barbers. A man with a big mustache comes in and asks for a trim...well, the boys, in a 'vain' attempt to even the sides out, chop off his mustache completely. Well, that's what I've done to my script. Every little change forces another little change, again and again and again, until the script has so many little changes that it's a completely huge disorginized mess. All because a few of my friends told me to make the character more pro-active.

I guess I should be more pro-active and just finish the damn thing. I'm just not sure there'll be a mustache left at the end...