This is a Steely Dan song

this is the kind of Deep Dan Lore we love here at the Lab

people say they aren't emotional but Steely Dan has at least six or seven songs that work like this

[the slickest music you've ever heard plays]

🎵 everything that's happening right now is destroying me and I don't know what to do about it 🎵

[sax solo by a guy who played with Miles Davis]

Black Cow YouTube video by Steely Dan - Topic

The smoothest song ever that is also basically “bitch you are a mess” youtu.be/XRj0Ohg-y1A?...

Carl Sagan on the set of the Spaceship of the Imagination from Cosmos (1980)

when you get real stoned off dabs and then realize you need to listen to "Black Cow" on the good headphones

it'd be like a 30, 35 percent more evil album

alternate universe where Don and Walt take the place of 4/6ths of Toto on Thriller

You have to be a special kind of deeply diseased high school senior to use Steely Dan for your high school yearbook quote, even in 1978

hey I'm finally over on Bluesky, if you can get me in the Starter Pack that would be great!

THE INSUFFERABLE GAUCHO

Hate this guy. He thinks he’s so cool with his fucking spangled leather poncho and dumbass elevator shoes.

Walter Becker (did not graduate)
Donald Fagen (did graduate)

Can it be this sad design
Could be the very same?
A wooly man without a face
And a beast without a name

Anyway, as far as my fiery vision goes, I've never seen any evidence to support the idea of extrasensory perception. What people mistake for ESP, or a case of someone being "psychic" — for instance, someone having foreknowledge of future events or events taking place elsewhere-seems to me to be a matter of intuition based on the conscious and unconscious accumulation of thousands or millions of tiny details. Naturally, some folks are more talented along these lines than others. For instance, my wife is, certainly; I'm not. But I think I might have been pulling in a little ectoplasm last night. No?

Friday Tip: read Donald's 2012 Dukes of September tour diary in Eminent Hipsters today

way deep into nothing special @steelydan_memes Gaucho begins with a declaration of the essential ontology of Western empire ("Drive west on Sunset to the sea") and ends with that selfsame empire in ruins—the American suburb on fire in "Third World Man," its inhabitants dazed by their sudden relegation to the "third world." ‏ Gaucho is nothing less than speculative fiction in the form of a concept album about the decline and fall of the postwar American imperium on the eve of Ronald Reagan.

We're not afraid to trawl the archives of the Wayback Machine and recycle some stuff to fill in the gaps while we get the big reel-to-reel memetics computers rolling over here again at the Lab

we're watching the markets verrrrrrrrry carefully this Thursday afternoon at the Laboratory; we solemnly swear to NOT hit the Katy Lied Track A1 button before its time

A vision of a child returning
A kingdom where the sky is burning
Honey I will be there
Yes I'll be there