Harvey Pekar - Calvin Pissing On The Competition lyrics

Logos and brand aesthetics pervade autobiographies and Christmas Eve dreams. Destination-focused travelers wade through corporate art and regional kitsch. Bookshelves from IKEA catalogs - novels chosen by dust jacket color. Alma maters - medleys of radio jingles. Self-portraits - mosaics of paint swatches. Hymns of dead sitcom laughter and reality-TV mating rituals impress blind wooers with unquenchable needs and redemptive means. You are contented caricatures of carnal philistines. Do not take me for an old man judging that which he has no stake in. You are smarter than sameness. Do not humor the harbingers of generalities - buying souls with a**embly-line identities. Bring out your wax poets. Give me pa**ion. Give me a challenge. Give me starry-eyed, long-winded late night conversations and adjectives greater than comparisons. Think of this what you may. Though I am ham-fisted and literal, I have never said words of malnutrition. I refuse to remain silent; I refuse to make noise without reason