Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Information Society - Self-titled - 1988

Classic sing-along songs from the late 80s, I have always been a big fan of this album and Hack.  The rest of their music is a major Meh.  Nothing in the way of b-sides, I have the best of the mixes from the album on here.  I know that there's more, but they aren't that great and I ran out of disc space.  Maybe I can make a second remix disc called Shitformation Society, because that's what it sounds like.

ANYWAY, this brings back more memories of High School and my move from Chicago to the midwest.  It's bittersweet, but I'll get by.  I remember listening to this when one of my friends borrowed his mom's station wagon and we went for a drive.  He said "Watch this..." and opened it up in a residential area.  He got it going about 75 miles an hour, and we came to a huge dip in an intersection.  We hit it so hard, the station wagon LITERALLY caught air.  In a residential area.  In a station wagon.  He was howling with laughter, whooping and hollering, while I clutched the "Oh Shit" bar and sucked the seat cushion half way up my ass.  "That was F**king Awesome!!!!" he screamed, and he wanted to do it again.  All I could envision was smashing through some front yard and into someone's living room while the engine drops out of the bottom and the tires exploding.  Needless to say, we didn't do it again.

I'm really struggling today.  Work was difficult, as I had to deal with two different clients that I would like to choke the life out of.  It sucks when you have to acquiesce to a client to ensure business, and they know it and take advantage of that fact to belittle and demean you just to squeeze another dime or assert some sort of authority.  I know if I pay money for something, I expect the best for the dollar I'm spending.  But, I don't berate the salesman just because I can.  A lot of times I think that clients forget that it's supposed to be a two-way relationship and that you're better treating your sales representatives with some respect, so that way they'll actually work for you to get you the best deal.  Right now, I could slap those prick fuck douche bags with a 56% profit margin and wouldn't give a rats ass.  If they'd been fair and equitable and worked WITH me, I'd be a little more inclined to look out for their best interests.  Not now.

So, now that I have that off my chest, enjoy a little InSoc, and have a beer on me....


  1. I totally understand you. Don't feel frustrated, music heals. By the way, I love that Club mix.
    Note: Can I add Peace and Love, Inc. as a great album?
    Thanks for the healing sounds. Cheers from the other side of the rock.

  2. This is a bad joke, but it has to be said.

    It's a shame you can't tell those clients what's on your mind. (Wink wink nudge nudge.)

    Sorry. I had to.