The White Man Wants Your Soul...

President Barack Obama is shown here with South Korean President Lee Myung-bak throwing down some Tae Kwon Do punches. It vexes me because I can't come up with some smart quip. President Obama only made it to Tae Guk Ee Jang so I can take him easily. But if the President of The United States of America challenged the President of North Korean to a match and then doubled teamed him with the President of South Korea I would volunteer for the service immediately, and I wouldn't go AWOL either like some losers.

There is only one small observation for today but I believe it has been mulled sufficiently to not be withheld any longer. This is movie related and totally relevant to this blog; trust me I know what I'm doing. My question is this: Why is it that when filmmakers make a "white people going crazy movie" they have to slide in some classic R&B tracks in the trailers or even worse, in the goddamn soundtrack? Don't act like you don't know what the hell I'm talking about. Should I drive the point farther home by listing a few of the movies?
Okay you talked me into it, maybe a few:
1)The Family Stone
2)The Big Chill
3)Step Mother
4)First Wives Club
5)As Good As It Gets
6)My Best Friends Wedding
7)Somethings Gotta Give
etc.,etc.,etc...
Do the filmmakers actually believe that it will appeal slightly to the African-American crowd? Or that it might be that cross-over hit of the summer? I have bashed it millions upon millions of times and then rummaged through even the tiniest of pieces just to try and make sense of this plague. I have many Black friends who will agree with me that "Dis shit needs to stop". Not because it's offensive to me but to the artists that get played out. Sam Cooke,James Brown,Marvin Gaye,The Temptations,Earth,Wind and Fire and The Commodores never,ever imagined a living hell of serving as a theme song to a Caucasian's catharsis. All that "I love my crazy white family!" bullshit doesn't need a back drop of "Ain't Nothing But The Real Thing" to bring it all home. In my humble opinion if you want people to feel the emotion of the moment, write better stories that aren't so fucking formulated.

I can't believe I slacked so hard on this but it was so far off the radar of what I was into at the time. You know all that time at "THE WASH"what with all those atoms to split and shit. Portugal The Man is maybe the chillest and most original thing to come out of Wasilla,Alaska which is the fourth largest city in the state. Compounded grooves mixed with a heavy dose of dub influences thrown on the fire with a dash of blues rock guitar churned out by a rusty pasta making machine is a semi-accurate description.Both albums were equally impressive with big booming anthems,radio ready catchy hooks and I cannot forget to mention the all powerful falsetto voice of lead singer John Baldwin Gourley. What can't this guy do? Vocals, guitar, organ and other strange machines are wielded with childish abandon like eye-liner in a strippers dressing room.
Censored Colors
http://www.mediafire.com/?zdy31myjmwi
The Satanic Satanist
http://www.mediafire.com/?zezjdxjvynm

Doug Yule (US bass guitarist; The Velvet Underground) Born 1947
Woody/Stuart John Wood (Scottish guitar; Bay City Rollers/producer of Celtic music) Born 1957
Dennis Diken (US drums - The Smithereens) Born 1957
Mike Peters (Welsh lead singer; The Alarm) Born 1959
Brian Baker (US guitarist; Minor Threat/Bad Religion/others) Born 1965
Justin Jeffre (US vocals; 98 Degrees) Born 1973
Julio Iglesias Jr (Spanish singer slash Sex Symbol) Born 1974
Lovefoxxx/Luísa Hanae Matsushita (Brazilian singer; Cansei de Ser Sexy aka CSS)




go away...you been here too long

Kung-Fu Is For Lovers...

I just finished up a trilogy of total awesomeness. If you are not familiar with either The Shaw Brothers films or The Venoms series then you must go into the other room while a grown-up reads this. The lack of good translations should not deter you from picking up these movies before we are not buddies with China anymore. The plots are excellent and they follow the basics of everything literary. I shall elaborate:
1)Man Vs. Man
2)Man Vs. Himself
3)Man Vs. Nature

I wonder if Man Vs. Technology would make for a good Kung-Fu flick.


You know that as soon as you listen to the very beginning you'll start singing along so shut-up with all the groaning. The universe will thank you for listening.
http://www.mediafire.com/?ovetzez3lhi




now get out of here before I back-hook kick you real hard where you sit...

Learn To Budget Your Time Before Going To Hell...

Page from my sketchbook.

I keep running into these articles about online cheating and how you can prevent it by installing this special software that tracks keystrokes, passwords and page history. On the other coin the online social network scene has mushroomed out of control. There are fantastic claims of guilt free sex,matching up with you soul mate and losing weight fast all by clicking a link. Are people out of their minds? I might write about crazy crap but some people just put themselves out there a bit too much. There should be a statute of limitations when being able to post some personal information. I know it seems ridiculous to bring it up with the horrific popularity of reality t.v. personae invading every single aspect of our lives. The media isn't completely to blame being that it is only the epicenter of a gigantic toilet bowl full of steaming fecal matter we call American culture. (Now if that word isn't an oxymoron I don't know what is.)I just notice that lately(to clarify myself a little better)that the only thing America has been famous for is Pop Culture, nothing else. Yeah, that whole Black presidency thing has worn off it seems.We built him up only to tear him down in the media now. Poor guy. Now we are flooded constantly with glamorous updates and tremendous fails. I'm not trying to be one of those finger pointers who can spot the problem from a safe distance away and not offer any solutions but I have to mention that the American people are truly to blame, myself included. We are giving these entities the power every day just by agreeing to their little pop-ups. We click the agree box and don't even bother to read the Terms And Conditions. Now here you go and write a ton of your personal information about yourself on a non-secure beam of information floating inches from our noses which time after time has been demonstrated it can be stolen. Twittering and facebooking away we reveal the most intimate of intimates upon a crowd of nameless people whose click stream leads them to you. We are so obsessed with everyones else's Bidness because they give it up so freely. I can't even imagine what people would think if I started revealing intimate details of my private life. Would they be embarrassed for me? Who knows. I sometimes read things where all I can think is how freaking sad it is. Don't give out your info online it can turn around and bite you in the ass friends. Don't strengthen the TMZ's of the world, fight the power, walk off your workstations,demand something good on the radio and tv. Make the major news networks give in to reporting what's relevant. But more importantly, make someone tell me how come the douchebags on that "Jersey Shore"show are called "stars"...WTF indeed.

ZUNE OUTPUT
the "I don't like people playing around on my phone"sessions

I wanted to share my opinion on a couple of albums today but I received a message from an old friend today and it took me way,way back. So that's probably why I changed my mind and supplanted this in my previous choices place. This debut album made its way on the stereo quite a bit in our circle and I couldn't imagine a weekend at Devin Michaels Pub where Jo didn't bump this either. He did it of course to annoy the owner of a sub shop down the street. If you heard "Fat Man" you knew this cat was in the house. G. Love and the boys hail from Philly and made such a splash it was felt across the pond where they enjoyed quite a bit of success also. A mix between acid jazz , Makers Mark Kentucky Bourbon, heroin and filtered thru 3 dirty band-aids the self titled album instantly sparks 27 cigarettes at once and fills the room with a haze of sounds. Non-filtered or over produced the organic element of the production quality pairs quite nicely with the vocals and accompaniment. It seems quite in deliberate at times and almost improvised but definitely very appealing if you have had a hellish day. You may even feel almost persuaded to let G. Love help you settle in for the night, straight, no chaser please.
http://www.mediafire.com/?0rkoiejgqd6

I borrowed this album from my friend Caleb because I was confused by the words "experimental" and "Blues Explosion" also that year I learned how to use the word "hyperbole" correctly. Yesss!! Language is fun. The driving backbeat for this band is Russell Simins. A man, a mystery, Judah Bauer and Jon Spenser (former lead singer for Pussy Galore) round out the band in classic style. Their style? Punk,Garage,Noise,Rockabilly,Hip-Hop,Neo-Soul. Not for the timid. Not a classic album but a hell of a jump-off point if you are going to go all the way with the "Blues Explosion",not even second base or a BJ or a ZJ.(if you have to ask,you can't afford it)
http://www.mediafire.com/?d4tzfm2m4ny

Rupert Holmes-Singer slash Songwriter slash Pina Colada Lover-Born 1947
Lonnie Turner-Bassist-US Band Steve Miller Band-Born 1947
George Thorogood-Guitarist slash Singer slash Rock God&Dinosaur-US Band The Destroyers-Born 1950
Colin Farley-Bassist slash dying in your arms tonight-UK Band The Cutting Crew-Born 1959
Michelle Shocked aka Michele Johnston-Singer slash Songwriter-Born 1962
Chris Fehn-Drummer-US Band Slipknot-Born 1973
Charles "Chad" Hugo-Filipino Sax Player slash Guitarist-US Band N.E.R.D.-Born 1974
Eric Griffin-Guitarist-US Band Murderdolls-Born 1976
Matt Skiba-Guitarist slash Bassist slash Singer slash Jane Austen reader-US Band Alkaline Trio/F-Minus-Born 1976
Cheiko Kawabe-Japanese Singer slash Songwriter slash Sex Symbol-Born 1989


...now go update your status and mood already it's been 20 seconds

One More Feather In The Cap?

"No way Jose! You can't possibly think you can do this, can you?" the crumpled old man cried."Oh yes mi amigo, after waiting all these years for a sign and having this black ink pumped into my veins repeatedly I am taking the plunge..into permanent art!". His eyes darted back and forth from the x in the corner of the open window on his desktop to the animated gif. blinking "Add to Cart". (insert Hans Zimmer type eerie music) Tune in next week to see if the package from Dermagraphics arrives. In the meantime suck on some new music bitches.

ZUNE OUTPUT
inking music

A throwback to their earlier albums, Stephen Merrit guides us down a path leading to a fresh mowed field in the dead of summer (sans the bugs) to a freshly laid out picnic including all your favorite friends and family. A visit to the Magnetic Fields of old, this album embodies all the good feelings of happiness and a twinge of sadness which this band has been able to deliver over the past 10 years. A different direction for the band from the preceding album"Distortion"? Not really if you consider the tour for that album was done all live with zero effects. I think the guitar Stephen favored for the show is called a Bazooie? Folksy and fun "Realism" brings in a laid back flavor to the recent cavalcade of zaniness I've suggested lately. Enjoy with a nice Chianti and a side of farva beans.
http://www.mediafire.com/?jznqwmzfxjy

And now for something totally different..As the name suggests this is not an album about going to a garden party in a BBC special with period costumes. This album is more like a cluster bomb going off in a packed movie theater while people are watching AVATAR. For some reason the japanese just do everything 900% more hardcore than anyone else. When you think skinhead you don't imagine a short,skinny,leather clad japanese guy that looks like he just ran away from an Elvis circa comeback special convention.Oh no. So what can you write when you need an accurate description of this album? I would be inclined to call it "Music with a body count".Enjoy.
http://www.mediafire.com/?tjymm0jamtf


Howard Jones-UK Singer slash Songwriter-Born 1955
Brad Whitford-Guitarist-US Band Aerosmith-Born 1952
Michael Whilton-Guitarist-US Band Queensrÿche-Born 1962
Lars-Olof Johansson-Keyboardist-Swedish Group The Cardigans-Born 1973


go get sleeved

When The English Say Bugger It Means Alot To Them

I started writing to give myself a little head space. I was recovering from a self induced life coma stage which lasted almost 5 years? Much has changed since then so it hasn't been a total gyp. The creative juices flow at will and not induced by some foreign antibody. Cattle mutilations have gone down in the area. The moon isn't covered by a bloody satin cloth anymore.The wine HAS a taste.The new Coke DOES suck. What have I learned throughout this sordid little romp with daily writings? I am the worst writer in the history of writing .I can accept the fact that I write in a "stream of consciousness" style and I haven't found my true "writers voice".My grammar is terrible my punctuation even worse. I even followed some tips from one of my favorite writers, Chuck Palahniuk who states that the writer should experiment in different styles;that didn't help either. Jack of all trades master of none ring a bell? What-ev. Comedy is my forte. I can make jokes up all day. I can't take one mind you,but I can laugh out loud when people get hurt.(except when that lady fell into the hole at the car wash,that was just awful.) Even my art is mediocre at best. Not to mention my foray into the music stream was also met with a veritable "ho-hum". I'm not crying about all this, but the point I am trying to bring across is that no one is born knowing what they will be good at, so just try everything and never stop experimenting. You may end up being just a well rounded individual. Not every ones expectations can match the ever crushing reality which has been dealt to us over and over again. But who gives a flying fuck. I don't and neither should you, if anyone is truly reading this. Let the music play, and shut up already. I want to finish this by saying that the media has crossed that line once again by turning the Winter Olympics into a not so funny joke.By media I want to blame NBC for being a bunch of blood thirsty ratings hungry jackals(again).

p.s. I have noticed that when I hit spell check there are fewer and fewer mistakes. Now if they only could come up with grammar check..(my next project:programming)

ZUNE OUTPUT
the "no mames" sessions

I have been following Richard D. James' career quite closely over the past 15 years. He never has disappointed his loyal fans by selling out or putting out some puff piece to please the label and therefore upsetting the fans. He truly is an electronic music pioneer who has tapped into a secret wormhole in Cornwall and is extracting futuristic and complicated computer music. He once DJ'd a live set in New York which consisted of him lying on the floor,placing a piece of sandpaper on the record platter and laying the needle down in the raspy uneven surface...I'm guessing peoples heads blew apart a-la SCANNERS style. From this album cover you can imagine the type of individual he is. A certifiable musical prodigy plugging his acid laden brain into a computer and sharing it with you and your children. Eat and be merry:
http://www.mediafire.com/?bgm9jq1wfrz

I had the distinct pleasure of seeing the ORB twice in the United States of America. Both shows were mirror images in the fact that there were times I felt my brain was sobbing deeply into its open palm sitting girlishly on a rock five feet from me. Let me start first by trying to describe with my 12th grade vocabulary the sound setup that was so huge it took 6 tractor trailers to bring it in for the show. In a word, gargantuan! So when you stand there in front of the stage, Alex Patterson is literally looking down on you like the schoolmaster from "Pink Floyd's The Wall" astride 2 stories of speakers. Another couple of cool things about both shows is that they both started out with a low 20Hz pulse that engulfed you like the cheap perfume path of someone trying hide the fact they have B.O. I don't know the effect they were going for but I am positive that thousands of small pets in the area were flipping the fuck out in some unsuspecting adjoining neighborhood at 2 AM. An amorphous sound scheme fully designed in cooperation with the Mi6 to congeal blood vessels. The British scene hails the ORB as Generation X's Pink Floyd; I will take it to the heart and say "yes mate!"
Nice to listen to while shaving an Ecuadorian llama.
http://www.mediafire.com/?zdgiqz0tctz

Paul D. Miller aka DJ Spooky executed a touchdown spike with my face when Asphodel Records released this in the spring of 1996. I had pre-ordered it at RPM records in Savannah the month before and anxiously sat on the proverbial cushion of pins and needles. I had picked up his earlier release as Paul D. Miller "Viral Sonata" so I knew it had to be just as good if not better. I spun "Viral" at a couple of parties and had people clawing their Ketamine filled eyes brimming with fresh tears from the complete collapse of their higher life functions. Basically the whole thing went over like Christmas day in Jerusalem. Both albums are extremely cerebral and embody the only genre aptly named "Illbient". If he didn't lay claim to the title he sure stole it out from under whoever did.
Goes well with "Los Tweets"
http://www.mediafire.com/?z2tit4u2zyi


Yoko Ono-Singer slash Poet slash Beatles Destroyer-Born 1933
Dennis DeYoung-Keyboardist-US Band Styx-Born 1947
Keith Knudsen-Drummer slash Roller-US Band the Doobie Brothers-Born 1948
Juice Newton aka Judy Kay Newton-Country Singer slash King Of Heart Player-Born 1952
Derek Pellici-Drummer-Little River Band-Born 1953
Robin Bachman-Drummer-Bachman Turner Overdrive-Born 1953
John Travolta-Actor slash Singer? slash Pilot slash Disco Dancer-Born 1954
Brian James-Guitarist-UK Band The Damned-Born 1961
Dr.Dre aka Andre Young-Rapper slash Producer Extraorniaire-Born 1965
Jez Williams-Guitarist-UK Band The Doves-Born 1970


and now your moment of Gonzo.....

Suck It Science Bitches!

By Maggie Fox, Health and Science Editor Maggie Fox, Health And Science Editor – Mon Feb 15, 11:23 am ET

WASHINGTON (Reuters) – Scientists have created the hottest temperature ever in the lab -- 4 trillion degrees Celsius -- hot enough to break matter down into the kind of soup that existed microseconds after the birth of the universe.

They used a giant atom smasher at the U.S. Department of Energy's Brookhaven National Laboratory in New York to knock gold ions together to make the ultra-hot explosions -- which lasted only for milliseconds.

But that is enough to give physicists fodder for years of study that they hope will help them understand why and how the universe formed.

"That temperature is hot enough to melt protons and neutrons," Brookhaven's Steven Vigdor told a news conference at a meeting of the American Physical Society in Washington on Monday.

These particles make up atoms, but they are themselves made up of smaller components called quarks and gluons.

What the physicists are looking for are tiny irregularities that can explain why matter clumped out of the primeval hot soup.

They also hope to use their findings for more practical applications -- such as in the field of "spintronics" that aims to make smaller, faster and more powerful computing devices.

They used the Relativistic Heavy Ion Collider (RHIC, pronounced "rick"), a particle accelerator and collider that is 2.4 mile around and buried 12 feet underground in Upton, New York to collide gold ions billions of times.

"RHIC was designed to create matter at temperatures first encountered in the early universe," Vigdor said. They calculate the 4 trillion degree temperature gets pretty close.

"How hot is it?" he asked.

In comparison, "The predicted melting temperature of protons and neutrons is 2 trillion degrees. The temperatures at the core of a typical type-2 supernova is 2 billion degrees," he said.

The center of our sun is 50 million degrees, iron melts at 1,800 degrees and the average temperature of the universe is now 0.7 of a degree above absolute zero.

Brachydactyly Bites, Or Most People Are Useless

Did you know that if you trace the periodic table of elements down 3 and over one you would end up on the the deadliest killer of carbon based life forms on this earth? Who would have thought? I purposely strayed away from writing about Snowpocalyse 2010, which the local dubious media dubbed the infrequent snowfall for this time of year. I have lovingly and meticulously scoured the "chez Nets" or "google machine" to render a true account of being "snow raped" in an area which has zero resources available to deal with the so called "10 year storm".The local yokels agree that this is the outcome of 7-8 years of a mild winter. I was born in Manhattan,New York so my opinion falls silent upon a wave of redneck dribble and vague references to the Farmers Almanac. Yeah you go check that fat and see if its floating in that there Bell jar...

Lots and lots of movies have been watched this weekend spewing and overtaking the non existent work week .The workout aspect of my daily routine has gone to straight shit seeing that I have been snowed in with various characters which demand sobriety be damned. Too many things to do and not enough sunlight to spare. School cancellations, 24 hour snow plow shifts, 7 foot piles on each corner have all made traveling back and forth to the supermarket a fun time. I think I tossed 7 empty cases away the other day and there is still a full magazine in the 'fridge. Between entertaining and re-writing my opus "The Blizzard of 2010" on my answering machine, daytime hours are fruitless on the creative front. My attention was drawn momentarily to the outlandish claims that Megan Fox's digits have been altered. Seriously, that made a trending topic? Does anyone really care about her acting or her grotesque thumb?Has anyone ever looked at her and thought to check the rest of her body for imperfections?

When I lived in Savannah I remember someone telling me a story while I was sitting in this shithole bar down on the river about a guy who walks around town with a vial of poison in his pocket strong enough to kill the entire population if he decided to accidentally drop it into the water supply. I think if collectively we all had someone in town like that we would focus on other things besides double jointed people and record snowfalls.

On a seperate note a fond farewell to Doug Fieger, leader of the power pop band The Knack who died Sunday. He was 57.

ZUNE OUTPUT


Thanks to Spider Bolivar for hooking us up with this gem.

This is a bad bitch,son! Watch out!

I heard a single from this album and I don't own it yet but it KICKS BALLSACKS!!

Shut up, you know you listen to this when no one is around.

Truly a wonderful album which sends me back to more innocent time, circa 3rd grade.

Sonic equivalent to the ice and snow outside my door. Distortion like a mofo, RULES!


Ditto....


Mike Avory-Drummer-UK Band The Kinks-Born 1944
John Helliwell-Sax slash Keyboardist-US Band Supertramp-Born 1945
Ali Cambell-Vocalist slash Guitarist-UK Band UB40-Born 1959
Mikey Craig-Bassist-UK Band Culture Club-Born 1960-do you really want to hurt him?
Ronnie Vannucci-Drummer-US Band The Killers-Born 1976
Brandon Boyd-Vocalist-US Band Incubus-Born 1976



now go eat yellow snow.

Japanese Guy INSIDE The Temple??

Tagline reads:"Would you like to dance?"
Photo still courtesy of the hilarious and informative movie "Death Race 2000".Of course this movie was waaaay after the show Kung-Fu had rocketed our friend and apparent enthusiast of a technique called "auto erotica-asphyxiation"Mr.David Carradine out into the far flung galaxies of super stardom. His characters name you ask? Why Frankenstein of course. Between me,you and the fencepost, I tried to name my son that,yeah ...not happening.

A number of people have commented on my general attitude of negativity towards some people or things. Most label me "bitter"or"hater" because at my age "angsty" seems silly. Others call me "a-hole" or "meany". I have endured many,many comments and merely smiled because deep down inside I am secure in the knowledge that I may be hypercritical of certain things but I am not one of "THOSE" people. You know "Those people". You see them doing something dumb and you always make sure to point them out to whoever is in earshot or sometimes even when nobody is there at all.(don't look around you know you've done it aww,c'mon!) I admit I never realized my full potential to take over the world at a young age however I am well seasoned and in my prime for a ruthless hostile takeover. I worked in the service industry for a greater part of my life. Service industry is term which describes a wide tent under which you labor fruitlessly for no pay and have hopes of a better tomorrow but you usually end up hooking up with people who are in the same boat and you end up having hate sex...whatever. I think the point is that "The Service Industry" is the last form of legal enslavement in the US, point blank. I mean you've seen that movie "Waiting" right? That shit is true to death buddy. Which leads me to my defense paragraph.

I am not one of those guys who: 1)Walks into a restaurant at 5 minutes to close with a date and orders the most ridiculous shit you can off the menu and expects it pronto.2)Shows up at a full bar on the weekend and grabs the bartender by the cuff and demands service for him and his troll(wait till the lights come on pal). 3)Talks at full volume on his cell phone while checking out at some store. 4)Immediately after pulling up to a carwash tunnel pulls out his phone to text while the attendant tries to flag him down to enter. 5)Answers the phone in a movie theater. 6)After someone lets you merge into traffic not give the "thank you" wave. 6)Does tip well when the chick he's with looks but changes the bill after she gets up. 7) Does not respect the unwritten rule of "After thou droppest off the friggin kid,go with the flow of traffic". 8)Asks the meaning of your tattoos whilst 100 people are waiting in line. 9) Varies on number 8 by asking instead "What the fuck did you do that for?" 10)Asks if it hurt. 11)Trades in for a newer model when they reach 30. 12)Drives slow in the fast lane and talks on the phone while driving erratically. 13)Drives an SUV and has bratty kids who crap inside of it and expect you to clean it for 15 bucks. 14)Doesn't put the shopping cart back even though the shit is 4 inches from their facehole.
I won't even continue because I can sleep with a clean conscious. So bite me.

"OYE,HEAVY DOOTY"
haters unite sessions

This album came out in 2003,walked in to my house,blew everything I was listening to at the time directly out of the door of the house then locked the door. I was shocked. I knew that it was the best album of the decade. Nobody paid attention till 2008 when "the late" Rolling Stone magazine named them the "Best Prog-Rock" band of the year. Hold on, am I hallucinating? You are 5-6 years too late and slack on the uptake, RS you missed out on discovering a new sound through this band whose onslaught of dreamlike but harsh and furious anger pummeled through listeners on both coasts of the US. But not a single word was whispered on the airwaves. Volume on 11 please.



Speaking of having the volume@11, the album "Chaosphere" by the Swedish band Messugah hurt my life when it kicked me in the groin the first time I heard it. It was the Ozzfest disaster where I first saw them play. Because of the unspoken hatred of the Swedish they were pushed onto the Colosseum-like atmosphere of the second stage. The day was pretty unsavory even for this temperate area. The sun shone brightly on the venues vast,uncovered dusty surface which was a throwback to early "concentration camp" design. The promoters made sure no one brought anything into the venue that could be used to shield the almost magnifying lens type beaming summer sun that made Anglos angry and itchy. But they gladly tried to sell it to you 10 feet later. Out on the stage stepped these hulking brutes vaguely resembling men, more werewolf like than human,covered in the cloths of animals they killed with their scowls. Oh no baby, these weren't regular animals of the North American continent. These were animals that made the John Deer and Carhartt wearing hillbillies of this area look up from their Emo kid bashing and say "Dang,Yo!" Then the music started....
When my senses fully recovered 3 songs in from the frontal attack of the guitars,the drummer made a funny gesture and broke into a wicked ass drum solo which in my innocence I thought was the finale. That was until I saw the crucifix. It started slowly rising as the drumming had reached a nearly Emily Rose demonic possession pitch when it snapped violently into place. The trance was only broken when the attached Christlike figured started convulsing like a victim of electroshock therapy. I swear the drummer never missed a beat even as the figure started shooting blood out of its orifices and began to rain down on him and his kit. He merely played the kit harder and harder as the drum heads filled with the murky mixture.
Oh, and the lyrics were deep and meaningful.


John Steel-Drummer For The UK Band The Animals-Born 1941
Florence LaRue-Vocalist for the US Band The 5th Dimension-Aquarius Bitch!!-Born 1944
Mary Ann Ganser-Margie Ganser-Vocalists for The US Band The Shangri-Las-Born 1947 respectively
Alice "Muthafuckin" Cooper aka Vincent Furnier-Father of the Opera Goth Rock-Without him there would be no Marilyn Manson-Sorry Brian-Born 1948
James Dunn-Vocalist Magician-Philly's Own Band The Stylistics-Born 1950
Phil Ehart-Drummer Us Bands Kansas & White Clover-Born 1951
Clint Black-Singer slash Songwriter slash Country Dude-Born 1962
Rick Burch-Bassist-US Band Jimmy Eat World-Born 1975
Natalie Imbruglia-Australian Singer and Grrl Power Activist-Born 1975
Cam'Ron aka Cameron Giles-Record Lable Prisoner For Rapping-Born 1976







piss off...

I'd Like To Thank The Academy..........For Sucking!!

Once again the Academy For Arts and Sciences has bombed with its announcements for the next ho-hum nobody is going to watch this boring awards show. The choices were as plain as my subscription to Entertainment Weekly running out. Not one of those people on the Academy has ever left the house to even try to find the pulse of the American public. Either that or they must be part of the AARP army. "I Like Ike" should be the theme of the next show. Rosie the riveter should host the show. The orchestra that plays the bumper music during the show should be none other than The Benny Goodman Orchestra. My beef with this show is the apparent lack of imagination in which they rate the movies released during the year. I realize that the "job" must be an enormous task trying to digest about a couple hundred films and sorting them out in their appropriate genres but, they have a year right? Who are these people? And more importantly who gives them the right to make decisions on our behalf? Considering the fact that I also despise the Grammy's these questions are all moot. I can't honestly say that I am the most qualified person to critique the industry but being an American I'll just go ahead and flap my gums anyway. The mainstream has everyone convinced that what "they" say is best. The vast majority is sitting in their easy chairs, mouths open, bibs firmly in place as they are spoon-fed lies. Why do you think we have 24 hour news coverage? Do we really need that type of exposure to videos of cats using the toilet? Too bad good taste in movies and music isn't viral. What set me off you are wondering..Maybe it started the year that "Fight Club" got snubbed for..well, EVERYTHING!! Not that all of the other films weren't as good but not one mention of the film?? How does that even happen?? This year I sat in the john and predicted the Academy's picks. I also predicted "Watchmen" being overlooked because of its cynical outlook of a possible future-past tangent. If I have to hear anything else about "Avatar" I may hurl (in 3-d of course). Uh yeah Taratino going up for best picture? On a remake. What about "Kill Bill" which was much more than just a chop-socky tribute. No mention there. The only talent that I see in that category is Kathryn Bigelow for "Hurt Locker". Her eye sees more pain and frustration in post-Iraq Americans than any other director has had the cojones to attack up front. I am surprised about the super-indie favorite "District9" being at the grown-up table though. I love Sci-Fi and having it be the #1 draw this year makes me nervous. The genre hardly ever gets respect. Oh poop,I need to get into the music.

"OYE,HEAVY DOOTY!"
hellacious rant music
Four albums from a page in my CD book kinda like looking in on a serial killers secret diary:

I can't thank enough my friend Mike for turning me on to this band back in the late 90's. He was a podiatrist-to-be studying at Barry College and a native Chicagoan. His passion for all things off kilter were right in line with my slew of eccentric pals. The album was kinda like Mike, quiet sometimes and then without rhyme or reason explosive and rocking. The writing genius of Billy Corgan combined with the incredible musical talents of James Iha, D'Arcy and Jimmy Chamberlain combined to form a veritable Voltron of rock angst power shimmy shimmy coco pop goodness. FORM BLAZING SWORD!
The Dwarves stayed at my house after playing some god awful show at a bar I used to work for in Savannah,Ga. They brought booze,broads and some other band Damnation with them. So they were welcome of course. They left this album and went on their way the next day and I can't really recall having heard anything like it before. I mean was THE house of music were talking about. I had a full drum kit,amps,bass,Lectric gee-tars and a cool Blue and red neon Pabst Blue Ribbon light in the living room. Dirty ass muthaloving punk music. That's it plain and simple. Enjoy with the spirits if you may.

For those who attempt to foray into the delicate and complicated scene of lounge type electronica or downtempo music beware of imitators. This french duos first album is truly worth placing on your Sunday Brunch listening schedule. Starting off up tempo and fluctuating to dizzying sound scapes and melodic cloudbursts a virtual feast for the eyes inside of your eyes. (WTH?)
Knives out found me when I was working security at some shitty store. I think it was a sign to get out of that joint. Oh well. If you are a big fan of Radiohead you won't be disappointed.Remixed or reimagined Thom Yorke and the boys are on point here.

Graham Nash-Guitarist slash Vocalist-US Band Crosby,Stills,Nash&Young-Born 1942
Howard Bellamy-Vocalist-US Band The Bellamy Brothers-Born 1946
Peter Lucia-Drummer-US Band Tommy James &The Shondells-Born 1947
Alan McKay-Guitarist-US Band Earth,Wind&Fire-Born 1948
Ross Valory-Bassist-US Band Steve Miller Band&Journey-Born 1949
Roberto De Leo-Bassist-US Band Stone Temple Pilots-Born 1966
Ben Mize-Drummer-Canadian Band Counting Crows-Born 1971
Shakira Isabel Mebarak Ripoli-Singer slash Sex Object-Colombia's Gift To The US-Born 1977



now scram!