The Thanksgiving holiday is finally upon us, and we’d like to take this opportunity to thank all of our readers for wasting their time with us. We’re changing the schedule around a bit due to the short week, so Grousing The Aisles and The B List will both take a spot on the bench until next week. But we do have plenty of links to some sweet bootlegs in this special edition of MP3 Boot Camp.
- Life before In Rainbows: The Ultimate Bootleg Experience shares some live Radiohead from the O.K. Computer tour
- Licorice Pizza turns us onto new bands like The Devil Makes Three
- Sting put together one helluva band in 1993, and now you listen to a radio session they recorded during that tour
- The Midnight Tracker found a copy of Sugarloaf covering Chest Fever
- If you are reading Nikki Sixx’s Heroin Diaries, be sure to listen to the mix Nazz prepared at Bleedin’ Out for the full multi-media experience
- Jesse Jarnow shares another edition of The Frow Show podcast
- NYCTaper recorded last Friday’s Yo La Tengo concert in Williamsburg
- And, finally, you can download the best of the ARMS supergroup featuring Jimmy Page, Jeff Beck and Eric Clapton
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Yes yes, happy Thanksgiving everyone. Now go fuck yourselves.
courtesy of William Burroughs:
A Thanksgiving Prayer
Thanks for the wild turkey and
the passenger pigeons, destined
to be shit out through wholesome
American guts.
Thanks for a continent to despoil
and poison.
Thanks for Indians to provide a
modicum of challenge and
danger.
Thanks for vast herds of bison to
kill and skin leaving the
carcasses to rot.
Thanks for bounties on wolves
and coyotes.
Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until
the bare lies shine through.
Thanks for the KKK.
For nigger-killin’ lawmen,
feelin’ their notches.
For decent church-goin’ women,
with their mean, pinched, bitter,
evil faces.
Thanks for “Kill a Queer for
Christ” stickers.
Thanks for laboratory AIDS.
Thanks for Prohibition and the
war against drugs.
Thanks for a country where
nobody’s allowed to mind the
own business.
Thanks for a nation of finks.
Yes, thanks for all the
memories– all right let’s see
your arms!
You always were a headache and
you always were a bore.
Thanks for the last and greatest
betrayal of the last and greatest
of human dreams.