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ugh. Yeah. He’s gonna keep sliding. The fucking soccer guy’s going to keep sliding.

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The Tournament of Nations and I have crossed paths.

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Boltman is For Sale. Boltman is For Sale.

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Alright, now it’s starting to hurt

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It struck me recently, as it does every day, that I have awful taste in music. I’ve been asked about it before – how does one get to the point where he’s genuinely pumped up by a 30 year old Italo House track? How does one ignore the years of anti-electronica stigmata surrounding the other music he likes? Did that Whigfield woman really say “I need you inside me tonight?”

I have something to answer for, and an explanation to give. I have a platform under my name and the ability to Post, and I consider it my solemn duty to do so for you today. Here are three albums, all of which are from God’s Genre, “Electronica,” that I apparently care about despite the shame I feel that I should have around them. I should’ve come up with a fancy thing like “The Obscure albums Joe Likes Hall-of-Fame” but I’m just getting to the prose here. This post is All Substance, No Aesthetic and I must get on with it.

Conspiracy to Dance, Urban Hype (1992)

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Midfielder DaMarcus Beasley feasibly would’ve been the first American to play in five World Cups with an appearance on the USMNT’s squad at Russia 2018. However, an unforeseen set of circumstances led to the American squad “Not Making the Tournament,” and DaMarcus has simply played a full MLS schedule in the summer in Houston as a 36 year old man, which is also incredibly impressive and I don’t know what he does to be able to do that.

DaMarcus is one of America’s best, and on this day of our independence from a tyrannical monarchy who immediately went and fixed many of its problems in a way that our atrophied ancient governmental system never will, it’s our duty here at Joe Bush dot Net to celebrate America’s best, which is why I’ve chosen to highlight the time that DaMarcus Beasley Peed on the Pitch at the World Cup. Continue reading →