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Brandon White

Eyed!

About Me

(((((BW INC. Company Teleservice Digiscript))))))
AND NOW A SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT FROM THE CEO OF BRANDON WHITE INTERNATIONAL DISTRACTION AND LOAN INC., BERNSTAN FELLMANN
(cue lights, shark blood, slow "pondering" zoom in of product, product naturally being in this case, Brandon White).
Bernstan Fellmann: Gentle women and men of America and less concrete international interests, im pleased to introduce a new wave in Brandon White. This may be our Brandonest White yet!
(cue "Hill of Eyes)
We have tempered and tuned this year's BW into a smirking midyouth idol that vomits cash. AND he doesn't know how to work his hands, so he can't pick up the money/vomit.
Fancy THAT!
What? Ok.. OKAY! Shit.
Sheila in Standards & Practices has just informed me that we as a company are REQUIRED to state that this years BW may, and let me emphasize MAY, contain trace elements of hucksteristics, salt water, badd poetry, half-truths, and parodies of corporate meetings. I now offer my time in order to answer your various queries.
Phil Graciousness, accounting: Mr. Fellman, sir, uh, the office has been "a-buzzing" with purported news that this years BW will smell less drug, and will be newly scented more with the distant, yet faraway, aroma of retarded. Can you confirm or deny these exciting shifts in the Brandon White product?
Bernstan Fellmann: Ahem, well thats an interesting questio--egandle OLSIANA!!!!!!!!!!!
(Bernstan now morphs into the 1,982 headed chickenhawk he secretly always was and flies away. forever. This Years Brandon White is finally freed by the shitty broken english pseudo-"joke"/spell posed by Brandon White incognito as Phil Graciousness. The mirror has freed it's owner. And the keyboards at the end of "Superwoman" by Stevie Wonder declare themselves the new chirping birds of heaven)
PREVIOUS BAND PRESS RELEASE
Im 999 pounds and live in a heroin dumpster. Im married and have 998 kids. I like to go to wine parties and refer to songs I made up as "my children". Than piss into the fireplace and call that "my cousins". I have painted 997 portraits. . Herman Blount got it right the first time. I wrote a song about a football team once and its probably better than the one I wrote about france. I been at this for nearly half of my life. I used to play a bike radio electronic horn when it was low on batteries. I miss that tape. Duh, yes ma'am!

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 6/17/2004
Band Website: [email protected]
Band Members: His Children.
Influences: Hank Williams Sr., Ween, Neil Young, Aphex Twin, The Beach Boys, The Boredoms, Funkadelic, Pussy Galore, Spacemen 3, Joe Meek, Metallica (circa Ride the Lightning era) Flyin Burrito Brothers, Louvin Brothers, Yacht Rock, assorted white trash mainstays. The Velvet Underground, Animal Collective, I Will now insert a fake band name to convince you of my mischeviousness: Slung (mid-1990's seattle grunge band from Los Angeles).
Sounds Like: I ripped off Bob Dylan's phrasing once. Don't tell him that. Today I finished a song that makes me think of K. Loggins. One time I stole an entire section of music from a Super Nintendo cartridge called Earthbound and no one said anything. This guy whose name is (yukyuk)coincedentally Dylan covered his head in some weird fluid that supposedly gets you high. He than offered to sell me all this music equipment he stole ("I JUST GOTTA FUCKIN' GET MY ASS UP TO CALI, YOU KNOW?"). I said no. He said "Oh".I went and ate a hamburger that is claimed to be "juicy juicy like the pussy" by the proprietor. It was not as juicy as it claimed to be, but at least it tried. I walked back and Dylan was gone and so I picked up all the musical equipment and went home.That guy ended up murdering his roommates dog.
Type of Label: None

My Blog

The Indivisible Squalor of Wilderness Pangs

Our album came in today. If you'd like one, try one. ...
Posted by Brandon White on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 10:16:00 PST

bells

I am thinking about a statue built from different shapes and sizes of bells. It is the likeness of Rasputin. His famous beard is of (curled) flattened metal sheets, long rusted. The rust is burning, l...
Posted by Brandon White on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 02:15:00 PST

All this time!!

"I'll lend eyes to help notice the weightless seed that floats in the dark boring smoke." "What the fuck are you talking about?""Don't pretend to not know. Here, take these."(hands off eyes.)"Ok...
Posted by Brandon White on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 11:57:00 PST

Cobra Flowers

Idiot earth, her legs fall like pangs of told love.RAdio Frequencies untune,Stations merge into eachother,  sitdown as one indivisible calling.yelling/fucking static.Say stupid Hiss and hum.Speak...
Posted by Brandon White on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 12:27:00 PST

Christmas Eve

Drink Further and further on. bring fine night, she tried to lift thesupposed sank of gloom of uh mah back just to talk me over, near her.I can never think right.Said no. hHhHahaha.I wish I heard...
Posted by Brandon White on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 01:18:00 PST

11 sentences and one question.

moving towards something. changing my mind. looking forward to a year in texas. doubting some science. my tattoo is fading. had a hand in duckshit. revelry. fitting. herman blount. the car is an ...
Posted by Brandon White on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 01:48:00 PST

The Dinner Table

I am very much looking forward to the days of irresponsibility towards the the things that have never really mattered. and the flipside of complete focus towards the things that redeem such a  pa...
Posted by Brandon White on Mon, 23 Oct 2006 01:58:00 PST

PSA

last night was subtle (the band). this dude named jeremy kept buying me shots. i ended up getting kicked out of the bar and had to be carried. i blacked out. i fell somewhere, somehow. I busted my lip...
Posted by Brandon White on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 10:23:00 PST

tidings

Now I remember why I got drunk all the time. After you finish all the days work there isn't anyone to run into, there isn't any hands to hold your head. There's only distant lightswitches and the hum ...
Posted by Brandon White on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 09:13:00 PST

The first review of anything I have ever done ever:

225 Magazine dude says "Im down with you guys collective yell" !
Posted by Brandon White on Sat, 16 Sep 2006 08:59:00 PST