New From K-Tel

When I'm not busy saving the world from hunger and stupidity, I devise plans to further cement my place as a cultural deity. Oftentimes these plans include recycling ideas from folks more retarded and less wise than myself, so I don't feel too bad. Such is the case with the PK 27, aka the soundtrack to your life.

Has a blog ever had a soundtrack? Probably. Beats me. Does Psychedelic Kimchi deserve one? More than you know.

27 tracks, five-and-a-half writers, vision like that fucked-up android who long dicked the Scarlet Witch: The PK 27 is everything you've ever dreamed and then some. Meteors fall from the sky, transform into snow, and bless you.

Feel.