Original Garfield comic from May 24, 2022
Text replaced with lyrics from: The Real Slim Shady
Transcript:
• And Dr. Dre Said, Nothing, You Idiots
This is a comic strip that tells the story of a man and his cat. The comic strip consists of three panels, each depicting a different scene with the man and his cat in various settings. In the first panel, the man is sitting at a table with a laptop, and the cat is standing behind him. In the second panel, the man and his cat are sitting together, and the cat is standing next to him. The third panel shows the man and his cat standing in the same room, and the cat is sitting on the floor in front of the man.
Buyin' bread from a man in Brussels
He was six-foot-four and full of muscle
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich
And he said
[Chorus]
"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover", yeah
Image: The red, black and gold of the Aboriginal flag projected onto the sails of the Sydney Opera House during evening celebrations with music and fireworks on Sydney Harbour, Australia Day 2026.
(Credit: SOH)
Original Garfield comic from May 26, 2021
Text replaced with lyrics from: Everybody (Backstreet's Back)
Transcript:
• Wave Them Around Like You Just Don't Care
• If You Wanna Party Let Me Hear You Yell
The image features a comic strip that revolves around three main characters: a cat, a dog, and a person. In the comic, each character has a different opinion on whether they should attend a party or not. The cat, depicted on the left, says "wave, treat me to a party just this once" with an intense expression. The dog, located in the middle of the comic strip, responds with "no thanks, you wanna party too?". Finally, the person, situated on the right side of the comic, states "if you want to party, you're welcome to come". Each character's opinion is illustrated through a speech bubble, adding depth to the comic and highlighting the contrast between the animals' attitudes.
Original Garfield comic from January 2, 2021
Text replaced with lyrics from: Crawling
Transcript:
• Crawling In My Skin
• These Wounds, They Will Not Heal
The image features a garfield comic strip titled "Crawling in My Skin". There are three panels in total, each depicting a different scenario.
In the first panel, a garfield is shown crawling in his skin while he is using a laptop computer. This panel captures a humorous moment and provides a visual representation of the garfield's crawling experience.
The second panel depicts a garfield looking at a computer screen. It shows the garfield's curiosity towards the device and his attempt to understand it. This panel adds an element of surprise and intrigue to the comic strip.
The third panel features a garfield using a computer mouse. This panel captures a more practical aspect of the garfield's interaction with technology.
Overall, the comic strip provides various illustrations of the garfield's experiences with technology, making it a visually engaging and entertaining piece.
Is there a klavern in your town? (In your town)
If not, then why not have us down? (Have us down)
You'll never recognize us, there's a smile upon our face
We're changin' all our dirty sheets and a cleanin' up the place
Yep, since we got a lawyer and a public relations man
We're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
Yes, we're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
Ever since we got that lawyer and that public relations man
'Cause we did shoot one reporter, but he was just obscene
And you can't call us no filthy names - What does Anglo-Saxon mean?
Allemande left, allemande right, the Ladies' Auxiliary is meetin' tonight
'Cause the Klan's collected so much cash that now, by gum, we're rich white trash!
Now, we've heard it said our leadership's not qualified to lead
Well I'm tellin' you that just ain't true - Why three of them can read
Take our Grand Exalted Dragon, now some folks think he's bad
Well, you should meet his sweet old mother, and her brother, who's his dad
Yes, they're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
And he's gonna run for governor soon as he's out of the can
We're all from fine old families, the pride of all these hills
Yes, seven generations at the same old illegal stills
Had a little rally the other night, shot up town in a fury
Luke's arrested, Pa's on trial, and the rest of us are on the jury
Now, we've heard them call us deadbeats, and we'd like to say we're not
We'll all stand on our record, and that's one thing we've all got
And we only have that arsenal so that you won't raise no fuss
And if you don't like that, then call the cops, 'cause the chances are, they're us
Yes we're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
But somehow we went from the fire to the fryin' pan
We never learned to hold a job, and we never learned to write
But boy, we sure have learned the ropes, 'cause we use them every night
Now, when Congress calls you, don't get stuck, just start confessin' and pass the buck
The Kludd blames the Klaxon, the Klaxon blames the Kleagle, the Kleagle blames the Grand Imperial Eagle
The Eagle blames the Wizard, the Wizard blames the Dragon, the Dragon takes the blame, but he's just braggin'
Now, we're out to show the Congress that we're all so nice and meek
Why we never even take the Fifth, 'cause we drank that all last week
And you'll never hear us shootin' or hangin' people high
'Cause we're learnin' to respect the law and to have an alibi
Oh, come, come, come, come
Come to the church in the wildwood
Come to the church in the vale
And, those dirty, lyin' witnesses, Lord, forgive them what they speak
We would go to church and pray for them... 'cept we blew it up last week
Yes, we're your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux Klan
And we sure do thank that lawyer and that public relations man
So we're sorry that we hung them, but they did have quite a tan
And it sure confused your friendly, liberal, misunderstood
Your friendly neighborhood Klan who says,
"What's wrong with a hood?"
Your friendly, liberal, neighborhood Ku Klux
Grab your Cadillac and head for the hills.
Original Garfield comic from June 4, 2020
Text replaced with lyrics from: Bodies
Transcript:
• Three, Something's Got To Give Now
• Let The Bodies Hit The Floor
• Let The Bodies Hit The Floor
• Let The Bodies Hit The Floor
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Original Text:
• Spider: My wife is making us go vegetarian. Last night, we had tofu fly.
• Garfield: I'd swat you, but you've already suffered enough.
• Spider: You said it, bro.
The image is a comic strip featuring three panels, each with different cartoon characters. In the first panel, a garfield character sits with a thought bubble that says "Let the spiders go." In the second panel, a garfield character sits next to a spider on the ground. The third panel features a garfield character sitting with a thought bubble that says "Let the boxes hit the floor now." Each panel displays a unique combination of characters and their thoughts, creating a cohesive and entertaining comic strip.
Original Garfield comic from December 27, 2019
Text replaced with lyrics from: The Real Slim Shady
Transcript:
• I'm Like A Head Trip To Listen To, 'Cause I'm Only Givin' You
• Things You Joke About With Your Friends
• Inside Your Livin' Room
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Original Text:
• Liz: Thank you for the box of donuts, Jon
• Jon: Box of what?
• Garfield: Pearls? You gave me pearls for Christmas?!
This comic strip features a humorous conversation between three different cartoon characters. The characters are a man with a red head, a woman, and a cat. The comic strip consists of three panels, each depicting a different part of the conversation. The characters are shown in various states of expressions and actions, providing a lively and entertaining scene. The characters are also seen talking about topics such as a "trip" to a "friend's" room, "inside your livin", and "The real slim!", creating a comic strip that is both amusing and thought-provoking.
Original Garfield comic from November 14, 2019
Text replaced with lyrics from: It's the End of the World as We Know It (and I Feel Fine)
Transcript:
• You Symbiotic, Patriotic, Slam But Neck, Right, Right
• It's The End Of The World As We Know It
• Time I Had Some Time Alone
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Original Text:
• Garfield: Hmmm.....Nothing interesting outside. "Why?" you may ask, Because I'm inside!
The image is a graphic strip of three panels, each depicting a scene from a different story about a garfield character. The panels showcase different situations and emotions of the garfield, illustrating various scenarios that the character might encounter. These panels are interconnected, forming a continuous strip.
In each panel, a garfield character is shown with thought bubbles above their head. The characters are well-defined and distinguishable, and the stories seem to be interconnected or related to a theme.
"Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse And curse those faults in me
And ... as the punch …" — Tandyn Almer
This morning, Along Comes Mary has been bouncing around in my head. It’s a song from the ’60s that some of you might recall, performed by The Association. Not the usual earworm, though—the rapid-fire tumble of lyrics is hard to wrap your head around, yet it flows with a rhythm that feels almost proto-rap. The sound is good, insistent, and somehow it lodged itself in my memory.
I didn’t help matters by looking it up online and stumbling across a clip from the Smothers Brothers show—another relic of the ’60s. I hadn’t thought of the song in decades, and then suddenly, boom, there it was. Why now?
Perhaps it’s because I read a brief news note about today’s Catholic observance—the Memorial of Our Lady of Loreto, commemorating the house in Italy where tradition holds that the Virgin Mary lived at the time of the Annunciation.
Of course, the song isn’t about that Mary. Maybe it’s just name association—by The Association.
“Music is the shorthand of emotion.” — Leo Tolstoy
“One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.” — Bob Marley
"The image captures a moment of celestial drama—an early morning sun, half-risen, presses upward through a barricade of layered clouds. The sun itself is a glowing semicircle, radiant and resolute, like a golden ember caught in the act of ignition. Its light spills outward, igniting the undersides of the clouds with molten hues—amber, brass, and burnished copper—while the upper layers remain cloaked in shadow, like veils of charcoal gauze.
The clouds are not passive—they slice across the sun in jagged bands, as if resisting its ascent. Yet the light prevails, illuminating their edges with a fiery outline, turning vapor into velvet. The background is deep and dark, a canvas of night still lingering, which makes the sun’s emergence feel like a sovereign correction—a ceremonial breach of darkness.
Original Garfield comic from November 20, 2017
Text replaced with lyrics from: All Star
Transcript:
• So What's Wrong With Taking The Back Streets?
• You'll Never
• Know If You Don't Go
• Go!
• You'll Never Shine If You Don't Glow
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Original Text:
• Jon: Let's do something.
• Garfield: Okay. I have an idea.
• Jon: Any suggestions?
• Garfield: Let's not do something.
The image is a cartoon strip featuring three panels of a man and a cat sitting at a table, with one panel being larger than the others. Each panel has a different color scheme, adding visual contrast to the strip. The characters in the panel are orange and black, and there are thought bubbles above them, giving insight into their thoughts and interactions with each other. The man and cat are seated at a dining table, drinking from cups, with the man in a pink shirt and the cat in an orange shirt.
"Yesterday all my troubles seemed so far away.
Now it looks as though they're here to stay.
Oh, I believe in yesterday.
Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be.
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Oh, yesterday came suddenly. ..." - Paul McCartney
The Beatles song “Yesterday” was, for a time, my favorite—back when I was a brooding teenager. Or maybe it shared that honor with “Help,” another track from the same album. “Yesterday” conjured feelings of loss and hinted at emotions that felt ancient, even though I was only thirteen and my life had barely begun. Why it resonated so deeply, I’m not sure. I didn’t have a long-ago past to mourn. But at that age, thirteen years is a literal lifetime.
Thinking of it that way, it’s been more than five lifetimes since.
The lyric about not being half the man I used to be always made me pause. What was I thinking then? Because, quite literally, I wasn’t yet half the man I would become. We see and feel everything from our own shifting vantage point—fluid, evolving—as we add new experiences to our repertoire.
"The "past beats inside me like a second heart.” — John Banville
“Songs are the pulse of memory, the breath of time.” — Ceremonial riff, sovereign dispatch
A bouquet unfurls like a ceremonial scroll of devotion. At its heart, six red roses rise in tight formation—each bloom a spiral of velvet, their petals curled inward like whispered secrets. Their color is deep and commanding, a crimson that borders on mythic, as if dipped in dusk or the blood of saints. Surrounding them, a constellation of small purple flowers dances in contrast—delicate, airy, and scattered like stardust across a forest floor. The greenery cradles the arrangement, offering texture and breath: fern-like fronds, leafy accents, and soft shadows that ground the bouquet in earthy reverence.
This bouquet doesn’t just sit—it gathers. It gathers memory, gesture, and myth. It could be a sovereign offering, a romantic dispatch, or a floral archive of grief and grace.
Not the best-quality shot, but I wanted to offer a hopeful photo for a hopeful day.
I believe in the future
We shall suffer no more
Maybe not in my lifetime
But in yours, I feel sure
Song dogs barking at the break of dawn
Lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm
And these streets
Quiet as a sleeping army
Send their battered dreams to heaven
— Paul Simon
“The Cool, Cool River”
A serene landscape in northern Idaho in hues of blue and green. In the foreground is a pond bordered by long grass; the far end of the pond is separated by only a thin strip of land from the Clearwater River in the middle distance. Beyond the river are fir-covered mountains. At left are the branches of a tree partly out of frame. Above is a blue sky streaked by cirrus clouds, with a partially overexposed sun at upper left.
Sobre todo creo que
No todo está perdido
Tanta lágrima, tanta lágrima
Y yo, soy un vaso vacío
…
Clavo mi remo en el agua
Llevo tu remo en el mío
Creo que he visto una luz
Al otro lado del río
— Jorge Drexler
Photo taken on a river in the interior of a partially submerged cave, looking towards a distant jagged-edged opening. A rowboat with passengers sits in silhouette at the opening, while another boat ahead of it is fully in the light. A green jungle can be glimpsed beyond, and reflected sunlight plays on the river’s rippling waves. The rest of the image is plunged in darkness.
'Updated version of XIU XIU PRAYER BOOK originally published in 2022 as a part XIU XIU 20TH ANNIVERSARY BOX SET.
This newly printed cigarette box sized prayer book includes all lyrics from first Xiu Xiu's album (Knife Play, 2002) to the very last one (13" Frank Beltrame Italian Stiletto with Bison Horn Grips, 2024).
This book includes all lyrics for:
Knife Play (2002), A Promise (2003), Fabulous Muscles (2004), La Foret (2005), The Air Force (2006), Women As Lovers (2008), Dear God I Hate Myself (2010), Always (2012), Nina (2013), Angel Guts (2014), Unclouded Sky (2014), Xiu Xiu Plays The Music of Twin Peaks (2016), Forget (2017), Girl With Basket of Fruit (2019), Oh No (2021), Select 7 Inches, Digital Singles & EP Tracks (2002-2020), Ignore Grief (2022), 13" Frank Beltrame Italian Stiletto with Bison Horn Grips (2024).
A while back I shared the lyrics to the most metal song I had ever written. For FAWM I wrote the most punk song I have ever written. I'm looking forward to recording this one.
---Choose Violence---
(Verse)
Scared children running your little witch hunt.
Can't handle different, so you want to drive us out
So, I'm gonna put myself right here, out front
Take your best shot, let me show you what we're about
Go ahead, call me a bitch, I don't care
That information is nothing new, I'm quite aware
No longer letting you fuckheads hold the reins
Sorry shitass, I'm not bound by your chains
(Chorus)
No more silence, it's time to scream!
They want subjugation, give them violence instead
They are weak, they pretend to be strong
Counting on obedience, prove the fuckers wrong
(Verse 2)
Get off your ass, it's time to stand
You hold your destiny in your hand
This is our lives, this is our home
We've wandered long enough, now it's time for them to roam
They can spread their lies, try and tear us down
I'm sure we'll be so fucking sad when they're tasting the ground
I can't justify letting this stand any longer
They started this fight, so let's show them who's stronger
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
I can't believe how many cowards got in line
Looked at all of the pain and thought, this is fine
And then had the nerve to say that they care
They contributed to this nightmare
Inaction is a choice, and you chose your side
It didn't matter how loud we cried
It didn't matter how many of us ended up in the ground
I hope the walls bury you when we tear them down
(Bridge)
I...will...not...comply...
...
I...will...not...comply...
...
I...will...not...comply...
...
I...will...not...comply...
...
It's time to break shit.
Fuck this system.
It's time to slay the old gods.
THEIR TIME IS UP!
(Chorus)
(Prove those goddamned motherfucking pieces of shit wrong!)
(I dunno. Solo or breakdown or some shit goes here)