TURKISH DELIGHT = FACE CRUSHING

Yes, we have brought the cardbord and tempera.

An oldie, but a goodie. Turkish Star Wars! I was cleaning out some old folders and found some choice screen caps I took ages ago from this chunkfest of a film. (If you have time to kill, and I mean kill, then check it out.) It's a fantastic mishmash of spliced footage and sounds from all sortsa movies, bloodthirsty muppets, jumps to defy imagination, tinfoil, frisbees, and almost no dancing. Google away and you can find the full film out there streaming. I, sadly, actually bought a physical DVD bootleg version with real money. It's around here somewheres...

But, the important thing is that there's is a whole lot of face crushing in this puppy. Even children are not safe from the cranium compression!

Well, feed them sandwiches and see if then un-skeleton.

Oh losers, when will you learn? Let the crushing begin.

Childrened!

I know there's a coin behind your eyes damn it!

BUBB RUB AND LIL' SIS MAKE MY HEART GO WOOOOOOOOOO. WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. EVEN IF IT'S JUST FOR DECORATION.

The WHOOOOOOS. The Oakland gear. The names. The breakfast explanation. The near death "demonstration". The WHOOOOOOOOOOs. Internet gold.

And the swizzle sweet remixes begin. (well began, this is an old intarnets meme, but it cleared out my mucus filled lungs via hearty laughter.)

A special whooooooooo goes out to da Anderschlong for the heads up.

RHYTHM CHICKEN BRINGS THE RUCKUS

One of my favorite parts of Razorcake is reading up on the Rhythm Chicken and his adventures in "The Dinghole Reports" column. The basic story is that he's just a dude who likes to grab his drum kit, set it up on street corners, restaurants, weddings, record stores, supermarkets, or wherever the mood guides him, and then go at it for 5-10 minutes. Then disappear. While wearing a fuzzy bunny head. Often under the influence of cheap beer. He's been doing it for like 10 years or so. Suck on that flashmobs and social networks.

Stupid and immature on the surface, but for some reason it fills me with joy. I think the absurdity of a drum kit as a street performer's instrument of choice helps. So does the bunny head and his drumsticks in the air patented pose. Most folks take it in stride and see the benefit of a random bunnyheaded, potentially shirtless guy blastin' the skins in weird public spots. One of his big deal events is some parade where he rides his own float/flatbead truck, mostly decorated with beer cans. He coins what he does "Ruckus". Sometimes he uses completely stupid oversized drumsticks to add to the hilarity.

His identity is still a mystery to me and I like it that way. Though I did do some research eventually and found some interviews and podcasts with the guy. The rabbit talks in a strange series of chicken clucks, is probably of Polish decent given his knowledge of weird Polish words (Rytm Kurcze) and love for Polish hardcore bands, and lives in or about Milwaukee - which means there's an OK chance the guy is a nerd or sorts since Gencon was hosted there for years. And he loves to bring the Ruckus.

What's the point? I dunno. His latest exploit impressed me the most, so I wrote about it to raise Rhythm Chicken awareness. One of his friends bought a goofy boat and they decided to take the Ruckus one sunny afternoon to the people boating on a lake. A full day of drumming whilst on a crummy boat. Genius. Mayhaps one day he'll do DC. Probably already has.

Hitting Youtube, I actually found some doofuses on a boat (ignore their whoooos and focus on the chicken) who caught the Rhythm Chicken in action a few times while at sea. Plus one of his float appearances.

Long live the Ruckus.

TOMORROW IS ONE OF THOSE SPECIAL DAYS

I recall seeing this commercial whilst wasting my life watching yet another Friday The 13th marathon and thinking, "This is the greatest commercial ever". And I still feel that way. Though I coulda watched the entire 1st film, given the amount of time it took me to dig this bastard up. Wrong keywords I guess. Anywho, enjoy.