Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
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Friday, 30 July 2021

Black Friday


Mornin’ ya old fart. Thanks for stopping in!

I shouldn’t whine, it’s unmanly. But good lord, I feel my years behind me some days. And I’m not talking about aches n’ pains, or having to get up to pee a couple times a night, or smelling like death and excrement like old men do - what’s that? Not a problem for you? HAR! Fella - I can smell you over the innernet! Oh wait - that’s me. Sorry, my mistake.

It’s the little things that make me feel old. Like music. Sure, the lyrics and notes and the stars evoke memories from days gone…but just think for a second about how we make music happen. Do you remember fighting to set up iToons on your cell, and then going hand to hand trying to get it to sync up with the car or the bike or some other device? Ya finally figure it all out and sigh with relief as your mouldy oldies start to play and thinking you’re the bomb.

And the cool kids are playing LPs. On turntables. You little shits! Ya don’t think I can see what you’re doing there!?!?  Screw you, you little bastids! The Beatles sucked back then, and they still do today! Or they’re digging up those old metal cased Leica cameras and doing their pics on 35mm. Well aren’t you just the coolest little retronaut!!!  Ya got a video camera on your phone, ya harelip retard!!!I don’t mind when they revive the cool cars like the old ‘Cuda’s, GTOs, Chargers….but hell’s bells! Paying six figures for a Chevy Nova? The only thing gayer than the Beatles was the Chevy Nova! But…I suppose the kids think butt blasters are cool now too, so there ya go.

At least we can all agree that JC is cool, so maybe there’s hope for the kids.

If I see any of you little shits trying to revive disco music, somebody’s gonna die. That’s a promise!😡

Now unless anyone else has a flaming bag of dog chit to leave on the front porch… I’m going back to bed.



  1. Well, I don't know if this is flaming dog chit but...

    There were a few things about that song, "Folsom Prison Blues" that always bothered me a little bit. There were some disconnects there. For example: He "...shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die." Right? Well, last time I looked, Reno was in Nevada, but he's locked up in Folsom Prison, a state prison in California. Why? How did that happen? I guess "NSP Carson City" just doesn't have the same ring to it.

    And then there is the part where he's lamenting the train as it "...heads down to San Antone". I assume he's talking about San Antonio. But that's way down in Texas, over a thousand miles away from Folsom prison in California. I guess "...heads down to San Diego" also doesn't have the same ring to it either.

    Oh well, it's all right I guess, because I like the song anyway.

  2. My favorite JC tune is here (and the video slideshow is dynamite too):
    A tune titled: God's Gonna Cut You Down. It has so much more application now than it does for the gangster era depicted.