Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Thursday, January 5, 2017
It is my pleasure to release at long last the super ultra exclusive new hit from the always backward-looking performance artist Doushio!
I had note from Doushio, who has been pensive of late:
I’ve been pensive of late. Just ponder about the great contributions that His Holiness Emeritus Papa Ratzi has been making to the Church for SO many… so very many many many many many many many many many years. It’s seems like such a long time that he’s been making contributions and we just can’t have enough of them. He’s been, God bless him, lowering the standards of ecumenism, social progress, pastoral compassion and any reasonable modern expression of our faith for so very many many many many many many many many many many years. I had to find a way to honor him. What’s better than… a song? A schismatic nostalgic priestly society? Or maybe a gasping wheezing Ordinariate? Yeah. I should probably go with the song. Less chance of total failure.
Thus spake Doushio. He quickly teamed up with his old colleague from back in the day, The Effeminate Rev Mum MJC to produce what will surely be yet another platinum shit.
You recall some of Doushio’s previous hits, which you without question whistle on the way to those nightly adoration hours or during your summers in that funny little town on the Massachusetts Cape so devoted to the Holy Patriarch Noah. Who can forget Chantilly Lace and a Little Brocade, Man I Feel Like a Woman (and I like it) and of course the NAC spirit song Don't Want No Short Dick Man.