This blog entry does not accomodate for some sort of university course for future coolhunters and economists. This blog entry is intended to let the public know that everyone involved with I had An Accident Records has been terribly and separately busy with their own universes. Our dear J. Scott and his wife have a bouncing baby boy now; the entrance into fatherhood is quite rewarding, and also quite time-consuming. It is completely understandable (and inspiring) to the rest of us.

I myself have been centralizing on a very large number of tasks that ought to be personally completed. I will not go into much more detail beyond that these tasks will not yet reach completion until a while from now.

Seamus Williams and Julia LaDense are somewhat enigmatic at the moment.

Tim Kinsella’s curation of an art group known as Psst-Shhh had its first presentation tonight in Chicago. More will occur in the future.

That is all, for now. Make Believe’s most recent album is still available from the label, but not much else has happened yet. This record label is currently focusing its synergy toward individual fulfillment first.

Personally understanding the indirect experience of a loved one being stabbed, I sense a bit of truth to this digital release from I had An Accident Records. If there is no truth, then there is indeed something important within these eleven mind-fucking songs of fear, violence, adrenaline, and bliss.

From Seamus Williams, a feedback composer who has also been known to stop by to collaborate as a guest with the member(s) of Heart Heart Julia, “Dagger” is a possible interpretation of one of the most (or least) violent occurrences within modern society. Envision a man sauntering down a lonesome sidewalk. It is far past midnight; this man is most likely on his way home from the local pub. Suddenly he hears the crunching of gravel due to a distant footstep. His nerves pinch together briefly and he begins to ponder whether or not he is being followed. As if he is in the hall of the Mountain King (or as if he is Mario Mario being followed by Boo), the man turns and investigates shortly until continuing onward. He hears a few more awkward noises and the suspicion rises once again, only now it is more intense and somewhat aware. The man finds it puzzling how such an otherwise silent night could become so disturbed. He turns a corner, into a dark and seemingly endless alleyway lined with a chainlink fence at each side. The supposed follower seems to be nearer and the man quickens his pace nervously. He catches a shadowy figure wearing a blue windbreaker from his peripheral vision and realizes that the follower is indeed real. The man then gasps without noticing himself and begins to sprint while still attempting to remain calm. It is of no use though. The peace of his night has been shattered by terror and a noisy turmoil suddenly arises in his ears. He shields his ears and feels a warm and painful sensation from one shoulder to the rest of his entire body. This situation is summed up musically within the first three songs by The Phoney Liberals.

The fourth song, “Fruit,” is the truly unique track of “Dagger.” Sounding like an Electric Hellfire Club jam without the black metal or electronic beats, it is a rebellious, untuned anthem of increasing power and will to battle. The man cries out to his attacker, both in pain and in anger, and attempts to turn around and lunge forward with all of his might.

“Hcsob” is the beginning of this defense. What was one-sided has instantaneously become a war without any certain outcome. The fury continues with the next two tracks. Then follows a sense of mystery, as neither the man nor his attacker know exactly what has just happened. The man has dreadfully tired himself out and his foe takes advantage. The song “Refund” is complete with the appropriate and haunting screams. He then tires himself out as well and leaves the alleyway after robbing his victim of valuables.

“Hempnecklace,” a recycled Switchblade Dicks B-side of the same title (or is it vice versa?), suggests the man’s gradual hope for serenity as he welcomes the numbness that blankets his wounded body. The listener of “Dagger” is shockingly tricked as the chaos ensues once again…how? No one is sure. There is a reassurance within the final song, “Wanker,” that the man is paid his dues of eventually reaching a promised land and a peaceful death (that is easily accepted).

Of course, this may not be the intention of Seamus Williams nor The Phoney Liberals at all by releasing “Dagger.” If nothing specific or truthful can be deciphered, something meaningful to social philosophy can. That coupled with one musician’s hella vast amount of creativity makes “Dagger” one of the best albums of its year.

I was at Carl’s Jr. the other day enjoying my Super Nachos.
I was sitting near a few associates who were talking about the
stresses of their life. The one lady was talking about another lady
that works there… she also works at McDonalds. In fact she closes
as McDonalds every day and gets off around 1am… she opens at Carl’s
Jr. and gets to this store around 3am. Apparently she gets around 3
hours of sleep a night. I dont know where that is figured in… but
somewhere its there. The associate has a few children to boot. Well
you think she is going to go to a Community College to further her
education? The other two people that were talking did not seem like
they were much better off… one talked about how he hopes he’ll be
getting a driver’s license soon (he was older than i was). I think
sometimes its important for us to sit back and think about the people
that are there for us daily serving us our food and think about who is
serving their food…

Oh one more thing… at Carl’s Jr. I noticed the one associate pray
before opening his $1 cheeseburger… when was the last time you
blessed the lord for the food you were about to eat?

I hope this isn’t too extensive or that you are uninterested in what
I’m saying… its just some social observations.

I was talking to a friend the other day and she was mentioning to me
how her mother is very religious and she understands the reason. I
mentioned Faith needs no reasoning… well she mentioned that when her
brother died her mother embraced religion as solace knowing that she’d
be with her son again one day and that he was in a better place. To
me this is not faith at all and religious beliefs should not be based
upon tragic accidents. Its one reason why i consider myself an
absurdist… life is truly absurd.

I apologize for this letter, but being so far away i feel like you
guys have no idea who i am anymore.

j.

Please do not support bankers life and casualty in any way. We do not support this company and urge you to do the same. Attached is a letter I recently wrote to them for your own pleasurable read:

Hello,

I recently received a letter from the Debt Management Services of Bankers Life and Casualty reporting that I have an outstanding balance of $50.73 to the Conseco Company. Although I am not familiar with what my Agent Number is at this time the RE: portion of the letter has N4628.

I am confused about the reported outstanding balance, or more appropriately why I have an outstanding balance. I never received any payment from the Conseco Company or Bankers Life and Casualty in the two weeks I was working with them. I received a direct deposit amount of .01 cent in July 2008 and have not had any other deposits into my banking account since then. I will need you to provide me evidence that you have deposited money into my bank account as my bank account has no evidence of this; or inform me on what happened to give me the $50.73 of debt with the Conseco company.

Your prompt attention to this matter is greatly appreciated.

Sincerely,

Justin Bieler
N4628

I am an inactive voice. I don’t watch the news, I don’t read the papers. I’m so consumed in my own drama I don’t have time for yours. I understand one that does not vote has no say and it is with this notion that I give you my permission to do whatever it is you do, come scandal, rape, or pillage you will find my voice silenced. Its no self-sacrifice really, and its more than “I don’t care.” Call me the typical apathetic American if you like, its probably true and I know I cannot argue you on that point. I’m the person my grandparents cannot relate to and my coworkers have been urging me to take a stand and bother me about why I can make a “change” for this country. The change I would propose to bring about is so far removed from the notion of “change” that these people speak of it just could not be fathomed among them. Rousseau writes in On the Social Contract “As soon as someone says what do I care? about the affairs of the State, the State should be considered lost.” Furthermore, “In a well-run City, everyone rushes to assemblies.” Lets remind ourselves, if we would, what is it about this nation that makes it such a great nation?

I’ll be damned if I will be the idiot that honks as he drives by the fool waving that sign with your name on it! How do we change the world? My friend you are going about it the wrong way! My “stop the vote” campaign won’t be received well by anyone. So here i present a challenge to all you great politicians who so strongly believe in the great importance of voting. I challenge you to provide me with an argument that will persuade me to vote. If you feel I am so typical in my apathy please provide me with a response that is not the typical response for the typical apathetic American. Provide me with the outlines of this great change that we all are blindingly confusedly raising our fists in support of. I have been burdened long enough, now I put the burden on you. I wish you the best of luck

Love Always,

J.Scott

I had An Accident provides us with their 13th release, Heart Heart Julia’s “Soundtrack for Anthropologie.” An album with two 30-minute guitar solos bearing resemblance to the style of Thurston Moore. The first track “after the rain” is a reworking of Nelson’s classic hit, and auditory interpretation of the music video. The second track “An Urban Outfitter” captures the essence of what it means to be an outfitter in the urban scene of Boston, Massachusetts, complete with two radios intertwining and mingling with the electric guitar. We are left with typical hip-hop, dunkin donuts, and the Red Sox, a true Boston experience. The album has been submitted to be played in Anthropologie stores nationwide. Artwork was designed and developed by the Annapolis Chosen. Limited copies have been produced in collector’s boxes. Available at www.ihadanaccidentrecords.com on September 9th for $7 ppd.

We are also going to release the “lord did she sing” album that was recorded way back in March of 2007. It is our favorite release we’ve done and are very excited for it. The album will be released in October.

I had An Accident Records is currently searching for a human to take the place of vice president of all operations. Julia LaDense recently joined Seamus in Worcester, Massachusetts to start a new vanity label named Penis Culture leaving J.Scott in the role of CEO of I had An Accident. The label is now looking for a human to be direct assistant to J.Scott. I had An Accident is located in Annapolis, MD; candidates should think strongly about relocating here. We may consider relocating to Raleigh, NC; not necessarily because we like it there any better. We will consider those that are unable to relocate. Our ideal candidate will possess many qualities here are a few thoughts:

You need to be an artist or at least incredibly creative. You need to have a strong interest in music. You need to be able to be crafty too. Our label works a lot with designing creative cases and packages for our releases, you will be expected to contribute to the idea and design.

You must possess the ideals that are present in this label. You are going to be representing the label and you must believe in it.

You should be over 21 but not too overboard with alcohol and drugs. Younger chaps will be considered as well.

You will be expected to join the Annapolis Chosen, a lose group of anonymous artists.
If you are a musician you may participate and help out with the band heart heart julia.
Having seed money will strongly help the label. We are sitting on a few projects that we just don’t quite possess the cash to launch them. With your help you may be able to see some amazing releases develop.

Having a Verizon cell phone will allow easy communication for no costs.
A mobile me account is a strong asset so that we can share files with great ease. I strongly recommend you either have a mac or buy one. Either way I mobile me account will be great.
This is a no budget record label, you will only get paid with what we can give. If you help out with releases you will get paid based on what is sold and how many.

Be prepared to be my best friend. I know that doesn’t say much but seriously, we want to make this label great. If you are good at advertising that will be awesome. We are going to work together and you will be making decisions right with me. You will be I had An Accident. you will have accidents just like us!

If you are interested please send me your resume. One with professional contacts and work experience, another with music experiences (bands you were apart of, things you may have done, any experience with music) and art as well. Also, you must provide a statement of why you want this position.
Send all info to j.scott@afternoonslove.com

Thanks,

J.Scott

So i’ve known this JB character for a few years now. He use to walk around fitchburg with a very large condom on his head – he also sported a blind man’s cane.

My name is Sam Francis. Longer posts should ensue, as I have ample time at work to do such a thing

myspace.com/samfrancismusic

samfrancis.wordpress.com

Life is unexpected. I view that as factual information now. Days ago, my older brother, an employee at a local Pizza Hut restaurant, was unexpectedly attacked, assaulted, and stabbed for $20 by two universally uncivilized men. Days later, our neighbor J. Scott left for a vacation–to where, I don’t know yet–and returned to find that the IHAA website domain had unexpectedly expired. All is currently well betwixt both previously unseen situations, but I have learned that it is impossible for anyone to expect that restraining order from Alexis Miller.

I’d like to use the remainder of this blog entry for my own shameless self-promotion. Shouldn’t all self-promotion be shameless? Let’s Fight! is my solo intuitive that has been mentioned on this blog numerously. Accomplishment is supposedly important for one’s well-being, thus, I have finally accomplished my goal of covering “La Mort” or “My Death” by Jacques Brel, Scott Walker, David Bowie, Tom Waits, and our own record label pal Tim Kinsella. If you are not apathetic, please listen and lend an opinion.

More news is always to arrive.

I recently applied for a position I thought I was over qualified for. Here is the response I received:

“Thank you for applying for the position of Academic Advisor PT. After careful review of your application package, the Search Committee has decided to pursue other candidates whose qualifications more closely match the requirements of the position.

We appreciate your interest in employment at Anne Arundel Community College and wish you success in pursuing your career goals.”

Not quite the response I was looking for. Apparently I was needing three years experience as an Academic Advisor. Anyone else having issues finding a job these days?

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