All Your Tubes Are Belong To Us

The disembodied voice of TAM! here, with news on the business front. Seems we impressed the bigwigs over at video mega-monstrosity Youtube enough to get them to stop snapping their suspenders with their thumbs (it's what moguls do) and pick up a gold-plated phone. Long story short, we are now the proud owners of a Youtube Partnership and some snazzy complimentary suspenders. A shame, since no one in the troupe wears pants.

As to the partnership though, it basically means we get to put wicked graphics on our Youtube channel and our video pages and...dun dun DUN...we get actual, real money based on how many views the videos rack up. So if you've been putting off sending your friends that link to Sleeves or finally subscribing to our channel, there's never been a better time (for us, that is).

And remember: every click is money in our pockets, so you should probably code some sort of applet that just reloads our videos all day and night.

Pirates XXX II: Roman Numerals Gone Awry

My latest Cracked piece details the momentous occurrence of the this year's hottest release. A release which, coincidentally, will also cause you to release. Behold (and Digg!), the second installment in the most expensive porno ever made.

I'm Lucky Florida Doesn't Have The Internet Yet

Or there'd be a whole state of trogloditic sex fiends hunting me down for the horrible things I said in today's front page Cracked article about how they're dumb and stuff. They're probably so dumb they couldn't even figure out how to Digg it, let alone drive to my house and beat me up. Morons.

P.S. If by some miracle one of you Floridian lumps of dog crap is able to squeeze enough of the meaning of this post into your mealy, disease-ridden brain and plans some kind of cross-country travail to give me my cumuppeance, bring me an alligator.

Scientology Explained

This video I did for Cracked combines two of my favorite things: overdubbing and the Pure Moods song Adiemus. Enjoy the liberal use of both, and Digg it if you're so inclined.

S.M.I.C. III (Live Sketch Comedy)!

Long ago (check this blog's voluminous backlog for more details) I cut my teeth on the mean streets of live sketch comedy performance. And that street had a name. And that name was S.M.I.C.

Which is to say a bunch of Muskets!-approved and -involved folks are putting on the third iteration of an awesome sketch/improv comedy review here in San Diego at the Lyceum Theater this Thursday, Friday and Saturday at 8pm with a special show Friday at 11 (for the cool kids).

The team (most all of whom you'll recognize from being pants-shittingly hilarious in our vids) will present a selection of sketches, musical comedy, and improv guaranteed to rock your face out of this hemisphere.

This is the biggest show S.M.I.C. has put on so far, and at the coolest venue, so if you're in the San Diego area, definitely check it out. Tickets are only 5 dollars pre-sale and 10 at the door, available at the San Diego Rep box office (619) 544-1000. Make it happen!

Folk Music for the Digital Age

My uncle, Andrew Calhoun, has finally put some of his music online, and there's no way I can let that kind of joy go un-shared. He's a folk singer/songwriter, record label owner, and general badass. We had the privilege of hosting him for a house concert and he's gone and uploaded the results.

I've embedded some of my favorite songs of his, but he's got a ton of varied songs (Irish ballads, slave songs, spirituals, folk) and is an incredible guitarist. If you like this stuff, be sure to check out his record label, Waterbug records. They've got a big stable of talented artists (right now I like Jonathan Byrd, Anais Mitchell and Michael Troy).

Enjoy some aural pleasure, ducklings.







Other favorites: Peach Song, Long Legged Lover, Recall, I Love You All the Time, Fred's Family, Farewell Butterfly.