Infinite Jerk

Pascal - Förbi Fabriken
Blaise Pascal once argued that a betting man would put his money (read: soul) on a belief in god because, if he was wrong, he really wouldn't be any worse off for it. On the other hand, if the atheist was wrong, Pascal says, he would be going to hell, which would truly suck indeed and would last for an infinite period of time. So, for Pascal, believing in god is like hedging your bets - why risk hell when there's really no need to. Just believe in god, dude, it like totally makes sense.

Did I mention that Pascal is a total jerk and I hate him? I just thought I would get that out in the open. Anyway, for those of you who are Blaise Pascal haters like me, don't let that get in the way of your enjoyment of Sweden's Pascal. They're everything that the philosopher/mathematician is not. Loud, dirty, Swedish, 2/3 female and fucking awesome. If Blaise wore a ripped t-shirt, listened to the Ramones and Bruce Springsteen on repeat, and recorded the best punk rock I've heard in a long time out of his garage, maybe I'd be willing to forgive him for his annoying philosophy. But he didn't. He wore poofy shirts and died of tuberculosis.
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Ponies in the Surf - Joe
This song is the kind of day when it rains even though there's no clouds. It's going to the corner store and, before you get there, falling asleep on the neighbours lawn. It's listening to the Softies on your headphones on repeat until you realize that you've been living with both members of the band for the past year.
[The webpage for the fantastic Asaurus records seems to be broken, so here's a link to their myspace page]