December 23, 2007

Posthumous

12/31 or 1/1 would have been my buddy Kim's birthday. We never could figure out which one it was and he was kinda vague about it, so we would split the difference and celebrate it at midnite, when everyone was celebrating the new year.

Kim was an usher at my wedding, and practically a brother to both me and my wife. Kim wasn't from the USA originally, so he was sorta on the outside looking in a bit. But he assimilated pretty quickly. He was an avid participant in all of our twisted reindeer games, and was a constant at all the shows. Tons of Punk shows, Garage shows, Dead shows, Floyd shows, etc. Plus, he would drive and get our sorry asses home afterwards. I guess he must not have drank as much as the rest of us, but the other "accoutrement's" of being young and stupid were certainly visited upon him as much as the rest of us. It's kind of a miracle that he never got killed or pulled over in the various incarnations of "Death-Mobiles" he drove.

Kim died in a bicycle crash during the NYC Five Boro Bike tour in 1997. He was grievously injured as he was going down a hill really fast and went flying over his bike and did a header into a concrete barrier. Yes, he was wearing his helmet, and it split open and also split his skull in two.
When we got the call about it, and rushed to the hospital, Kim was on life support, his head bandaged and he was being kept alive by machines. The Doctor told us that the best we could hope for was that he would be in a vegetative state forever.
At that point he didn't even look human. You see your buddy all broken up and on machines and it's almost as if you're looking at a monster. It was quickly apparent to us that the quicker he passed, the better. I remember speaking to him, listening to the machines whirring and beeping, and telling him to "let go". Not that he could hear me of course.
Three days later , he was gone.

This was the first exposure we all had to DEATH. I am not talking about relatives dying, or some kid in your school that you vaguely knew cashing in. I am referring to the ripping asunder of our very small tight group of friends. You know, the ones you figure that will always be with you and one day you'd be in the nursing home laughing at all the stupid shit you did when you were young. It was strange, because the smart money would have been on Kim to outlive us all. I would've figured that any of us would have crashed, overdosed, or been killed before Kim. And a fucking bike crash. Un-fucking believable.

I think that none of us handled the next few days particularly well, but we had a small memorial service for him in a park, read some passages from some relevant books and songs and proceeded to get shitfaced drunk.
Several very strange paranormal things happened during these two weeks, and we all liked to think that Kim had a hand in some of them.

More times than I care to remember, I was an asshole to Kim. Inconsiderate, thoughtless, even mean. More than once, he even took a punch for me.
But he stuck out our friendship. I guess family is like that.

I wish I could say that I learned a valuable lesson from Kim, and maybe I did about loyalty. But I sure wish I would've treated him better. And I haven't learned enough, since I still treat loved ones worse than they deserve.

I still think about Kim all the time, especially when I am at a show that he would have been at. I have some of his old t-shirts and wear them at these shows. When I played gigs with bands, I would always wear one of his shirts or this cool leather vest with Husker Du and The Misfits and DOA painted on it. And it was a huge moment for me when I started playing Stiff Little Fingers' "Wasted Life" and I would dedicate it to him.

I still go outside on New Year's eve a bit before midnite and communicate with Kim. At this point that's all I can do.

Toonage:

Stiff Little Fingers - Wasted Life
Stiff Little Fingers - Johnny Was (Peel Sessions)
The Damned - Wait For The Blackout

December 20, 2007

Satan and/or Santa Loves You


My best wishes to you all as you ejaculate your money in an orgy of consumption. Here's my gift to you...

Toonage:

South Park - The Lonely Jew On Christmas
Showcase Showdown - Merry Christmas, I Fucked Your Snowman
The Vandals -My First X-Mas (As A Woman)
Basement Five - Last White Christmas
Peter And The Test Tube Babies - I'm Getting Pissed For Christmas
The Clap - Christmas In A Bodybag
The Kinks - Father Christmas
Fear - Fuck Christmas
The Sonics - Don't Believe In Christmas
Crucial Youth - Christmas Time For The Skins
Ramones - Merry Christmas, I Don't Wanna Fight Tonight
The Who - Christmas (Demo)
The Vandals - Grandpa's Last Christmas

Download it all by clicking here!

December 14, 2007

Baseball Altamont

I could care less if every Baseball player was taking steroids and HGH. If their heads exploded one day after they retired it would make no difference to me. As long as my team was successful (and The Yankees sure were), what do I care?
Athletes have been cheating forever… whether it was corked bats, stolen signs, amphetamines or anything else they could do to get an edge.
If someone gave me the opportunity to make millions of dollars playing baseball by shooting a needle into my arse, I’d do it in a heartbeat.
And of course they were going to lie and plead innocence… wouldn’t you?

In tribute to these brave warriors… I humbly offer the Bleedin’ Out Baseball mix.

Download the whole kit and caboodle by clicking here!

Toonage:
Yo La Tengo – Baseball Altamont
Weezer – We Are All On Drugs
The Vipers – Cheated And Lied
The Muffs – You Lied
The Clash – Cheat
Swingin’ Medallions – Double Shot Of My Baby’s Love
Stevie Ray Vaughn – Cold Shot
Sex Pistols – Liar (Live Atlanta – 1978)
Rolling Stones – Don’t Lie To Me
Ramones – Needles And Pins (demo)
Queen – Liar
Painted Ship – Little White Lies
Irma Thomas – Cheater Man
Husker Du – The Biggest Lie
Hank Williams – Your Cheatin’ Heart
Grateful Dead – Silver Threads And Golden Needles (live Chicago 1969)
Funkadelic – Hit It And Quit It
Face To Face – You Lied
Dexy’s Midnight Runners – Liars A To E

December 7, 2007

Better Redd than Dead

With the horrible events that happened in Nebraska fresh, I now await the obligatory mass media coverage. This will undoubtedly include shit-hole magazines like US and People doing features on the murderer and the victims and that fat pig Oprah hugging some of the family's. Happy holidays.

How soon until one of the retail dot coms runs an ad that says something to the effect of "stay safe shop on-line".

Oh, yeah... today is the 66th anniversary of A DAY THAT SHALL LIVE IN INFAMY. Maybe you should hold off on ordering the sushi today.


Saturday night REDD KROSS is gonna be playing here in En Why See (actually Brooklyn, but that's close enuff for rawk n roll). Word is that they will be playing their tunes in chronological order from 1981's Born Innocent through their new album (soon to be released).
You can click here for a Redd Kross post from a while back.

I am fukking psyched. If you are in the environs of Fun City, you should be at this show.


Here's the set list from the show (not including encores)



Here's some shit you probably don't have:

Toonage:
Redd Kross (aka Red Cross) - Born Innocent Demo's
Redd Kross - 2500 Redd Kross Fans Can't Be Wrong

And this just in... the audio (nicely recorded- thanks to whomever took the trouble to tape and post on dimeadozen).

Click here for Redd Kross December 8 2007 Southpaw, Brooklyn NY

This show fucking rocked.

and click here for a couple of live vids from the show thanks to our friends at Found In Brooklyn.

December 5, 2007

Work Shall Set You Free

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand
singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning,
or at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work,
or of the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day- at night the party of young
fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

... Walt Whitman

Toonage:

Replacements - God Damn Job (live L.A. 10-26-84)
Pink Floyd - Raving And Drooling (Dogs) (Live L.A. 7-25-75)
Godfathers - Birth, School, Work, Death
John Lennon - Working Class Hero (acoustic version)
Dramarama - Work For Food

December 3, 2007

In The Wintertime...



Dark spruce forest frowned on either side the frozen waterway.
The trees had been stripped by a recent wind
of their white covering of frost,
and they seemed to lean toward each other,
black and ominous, in the fading light.
A vast silence reigned over the land.

Jack London.... "White Fang"

Toonage:

November 29, 2007

Denouement

Ultimately, everyone lets you down. Your friends, your family, your employer, your co-workers. But no one will disappoint you more than you yourself will. Have you ever looked inside yourself and thought about all of the ways you have failed yourself and others?

Toonage:

November 26, 2007

Any Day Now, Any Day Now


They say everything can be replaced,
Yet every distance is not near.
So I remember every face
Of every man who put me here.

I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

They say every man needs protection,
They say every man must fall.
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Some place so high above this wall.

I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

Standing next to me in this lonely crowd,
Is a man who swears he's not to blame.
All day long I hear him shout so loud,
Crying out that he was framed.

I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

Toonage:
Government Mule - I Shall Be Released (live 7-20-97)
Wilco - I Shall Be Released (live New Years Eve 2004)
Nina Simone - I Shall Be Released
Jeff Tweedy - I Shall Be Released (live 3-5-05)
Jerry Garcia - I Shall Be Released

November 21, 2007

Pilgrim's Pride?

We return thanks to our mother, the earth, which sustains us.
We return thanks to the rivers and streams, which supply us with water.
We return thanks to all herbs, which furnish medicines for the cure of our diseases.
We return thanks to the moon and stars, which have given to us their light when the sun was gone.
We return thanks to the sun, that has looked upon the earth with a beneficent eye.
Lastly, we return thanks to the Great Spirit, in Whom is embodied all goodness, and Who directs all things for the good of Her children.

...Iroquois Thanksgiving Prayer, adapted


About 400 years ago, religious fanatics became such pains in the arses that they were thrown out of their country. They sailed across a mighty ocean. Starving and in an unknown land, they were befriended by the natives of their "new world". After a "Thanksgiving" celebration, the descendants of these immigrants systematically destroyed the natives and claimed the continent for their own.
Today we celebrate the original meal by gorging ourselves on tryptophan laced poultry and football.
Happy Thanksgiving!

Toonage:
Lemmy & Friends - The Trooper (Iron Maiden cover)
Iron Maiden - Run To The Hills (live)
Bob Dylan - This Land Is Your Land (live)
Sleater-Kinney - The American Ruse (live MC5 cover)
Hoodoo Gurus - Turkey Dinner
Gang Of Four - Anthrax (original 7 inch version)
Van Morrison - TB Sheets

November 19, 2007

The Heroin Diaries




I had not taken a bath in a year nor changed my clothes or removed them except to stick a needle every hour in the fibrous grey
wooden flesh of heroin addiction. . .
I did absolutely nothing.
...William Burroughs


The book du jour at the residence is Nikki Sixx's "The Heroin Diaries". First off, I never liked Motley Crue very much. As a punk, I hated hair metal. And while I was always in favor of sex, drugs and rock n roll, I absolutely despised the attempt at "singing" that Vince Neil screeched. The Crue had some righteous riffs, but why would you have a giant pussy like Vince Neil lead your band? According to The Heroin Diaries (and Tommy Lee's book as well), the rest of the band thought he was an asshole as well. Plus, Vince Neil murdered Hanoi Rocks drummer Razzle and paralyzed another person in a 1984 car crash.

However, Nikki Sixx seems to have been a guy I coulda gotten along with. Well, aside from the Heroin of course. He professes to have been influenced by all the "right" bands... Iggy, Sex Pistols, Cheap Trick, Aerosmith, etc.

It's nicely packaged, with Ralph Steadman style nightmarish art on virtually every page (lots of black and red)

The book itself reproduces his diaries from 1986 through 1988, at the height of The Crue's stardom and the depth's of Sixx's addiction. According to the book, he grew up pretty much unloved and abandoned. He's not exactly blaming his addictions on his childhood, but it certainly seems to be a factor. But Sixx takes all the credit for becoming a junkie and does not blame it on the r n r lifestyle. Escapades with former Prince anti-ingenue Vanity and various seedy denizens of the L.A. rock underground provide lotsa laughs (not!) and it's a miracle that Sixx was capable of keeping a diary, much less playing bass and writing the material for the band.

A cautionary tale to be sure and one that I would recommend to any teenagers. Hey kids, hard drugs are bad, mmmkay? There is absolutely no glamour or bragging in the book. It's simply a harrowing and sad tale of a guy who had it all, and almost blew it all.

Toonage:
Replacements - Hold My Life (live 7-27-87 NYC)
Velvet Underground - Heroin (demo)
Neil Young - The Needle And The Damage Done (live London 2-27-71)
Rancid - Junkie Man
Johnny Thunders & The Heartbreakers - Too Much Junkie Business (live)
Keith Richards - Before They Make Me Run (live 1993)
Rolling Stones - Sister Morphine (1969 outtake)

November 16, 2007

Minnie's A Widow


In the arts of life man invents nothing;
but in the arts of death he outdoes Nature herself,
and produces by chemistry and machinery
all the slaughter of plague, pestilence, and famine”
...George Bernard Shaw


Living in the burbs means that every now and then I gotta deal with pests. And I am not referring to the local republikkkan arseholes who are always looking to sign me up to their ranks.

Whether it’s ants in the spring or spiders in the fall, my area is a pestal wonderland. And than there’s these primordial monsters that showed up en masse and freaked us all out.

With the autumn comes the migration of field mice towards in-door sanctuary. A couple of years back, we had a rude introduction to this phenomenon and it took about a month to rid ourselves of em.

Last year, we only had a few, but apparently our cat must have dined on one and ended up with Toxoplasmosis, which has permanently farked up his nervous system and cost us some big time medical bills.

So, last week, when I spied a mouse scampering in the basement, I went to war. I spread glue traps all over the area and lo and behold, the little bastard was caught within a couple of days.

Of course, the disposal question than arises.

Well, Mickey was still alive (the glue board traps em, but doesn’t kill em). A small shoebox over the trap and a firmly placed boot took care of any potential slow death issues.

A word of warning to any of Mickey’s relatives: there are many more traps laid out for your visit.

To battle we go!


Toonage:
Mouse & The Traps – A Public Execution
The Kinks – Rats
Naked Raygun – Rat Patrol
Black Sabbath – Rat Salad
Circle Jerks – Trapped
The Cramps - Faster Pussycat, Kill Kill!

November 14, 2007

For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her

Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school where children played
At wrestling in a ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun

We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.

Since then ’t is centuries; but each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses’ heads
Were toward eternity.



Toonage:

November 8, 2007

When I am king you will be first against the wall

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest

From all the unborn chicken voices in my head

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)


When I am king, you will be first against the wall

With your opinion which is of no consequence

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)


Ambition makes you look pretty ugly

Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy

You don't remember

You don't remember

Why don't you remember my name?

Off with his head, man

Off with his head, man

Why don't you remember my name?

I guess he does....


Rain down, rain down

Come on rain down on me

From a great height

From a great height... height...

Rain down, rain down

Come on rain down on me

From a great height

From a great height... height...

Rain down, rain down

Come on rain down on me


That's it, sir You're leaving

The crackle of pigskin The dust and the screaming

The yuppies networking

The panic, the vomit The panic, the vomit

God loves his children,

God loves his children, yeah!



Toonage:
Radiohead - Paranoid Android (A collection of live versions and demo's)

November 5, 2007

Here Today, Gone Tomorrow


How strange is the lot of us mortals!
Each of us is here for a brief sojourn;
for what purpose he knows not,
though he senses it.
But without deeper reflection
one knows from daily life that one exists for other people.


Coming up on a milestone b-day and thinkin' and drinkin' in reflection. Lot of water has washed old bridges away and many friends and family that I went into battle with are gone. Some extremely close friends have died years too early and others have either drifted into the ether or are really only reachable by digital means due to distance (both mileage and emotional).

I suppose that's all natural, what with real life intruding and family/jobs/timing all throwing a spanner in the works. But I never expected to be so seperated by my droogs due to time and mortality at such an early age. People who you think are gonna be there forever. And they never are.

Toonage:

Ramones - Here Today, Gone Tomorrow (live)

Paul Weller - Thick As Thieves (live 2007)

Led Zeppelin - Ten Years Gone (live)

Backyard Babies (w/ Joey Ramone) - Friends

Stiff Little Fingers - Wait And See

Betrayed - Self Oppression

November 3, 2007

Compare and Contrast


I spent the past week going to shows performed by two of the alumni of that august institution known as the Grateful Dead.

Bob Weir's Ratdog performed on Halloween and the following night I saw Phil Lesh & Friends. Having seen a ridiculous amount of Dead shows in my time as well as virtually all incarnations of the band since the death of Jerry, I was surprised by the performances this time around.

Lesh was always the avant garde, jazzy and spacey influence in the Dead, while Bobby was the four on the floor rockin' cowboy.

Well campers, things have changed. Ratdog, having the benefit of a tried and true veteran line-up who have been with him for many years was the jam band and Phil & Friends were the more conventional bar band.

Will wonders never cease. Ratdog played several extended pieces, including Weather Report Suite and the St Stephen/William Tell/Eleven troika and stretched out nicely on several other tunes. Additionally, the band played four (count em, four!) Bob Dylan songs. Weir is in bad need of some facial grooming (that long ass beard makes him look like August West) but the band is terrific.

The Lesh show was more concise, many of the songs were stripped down (especially during the first set). The second set brought a bit more development with some jam's intersperesed in China Cat Sunflower, Cumberland Blues and the Help On The Way>Slipknot>Franklin's Tower set-ender. The band's focal point seems to be guitar player/vocalist Jackie Greene, who looks to be about 15 years old. Lesh seems to be having a great time; but I miss the band when Warren Haynes was around.

And of course, both bands are sorely lacking a certain guitar player, who could cut through the haze with a plaintive guitar lick.

You can find (for purcha$e) a ton of Ratdog live shows here, and a boatload of Phil & Friends shows here.
Oh, and for those on a budget, you can find lots of shows for free here and here and here and here and here.

So, with all that being said,

Toonage:
Phil & Friends - The Weight (2-18-06 NYC)
Phil & Friends - Wharf Rat (7-16-05 Red Rocks (w/ Ryan Adams)
Ratdog - The Other One (3-8-07)
Ratdog - Jack Straw - 8-19-06 (New York)
Grateful Dead - St. Stephen (5-8-77 Cornell)
Grateful Dead - Terrapin Station (3-18-77 Winterland)

October 30, 2007

Happy Whiskey Ween!


I was all set to do a Halloween themed post. But I got invited to the New York Whisky Fest last nite. Holy crap. 200 whiskeys, bourbons, tequila's and other spirits. Some of the stuff was ridiculously rare. And some girls offering their wares (liquor that is!). I concentrated on the bourbons. An absurd amount of single barrel and "old enuff to be legal" (ie 18 year old aged) bourbons. I don't have that educated of a pallet for these types of libations, but it sure beats the $6 buck a quart garbage that I was raised on!
So, get yer pre- Day of The Dead fix somewhere else. The name of the game today is booze... and lots of it.


Toonage:
Dillinger Four - Double Whiskey Coke No Ice
Barrence Whitfield & The Saveages - Whiskey Wagon
The Doors - Whiskey, Mystics & Men
The Who - Whiskey Man
Minutemen - Jesus & Tequila
Kiss - Cold Gin (demo)

October 29, 2007

Here's To The Douchebags


Thankfully, the baseball season is finally over. The Boston Douchebags beat the Jesus loving Colorado Rockies and it wasn't particularly close or competitive. I guess better players trumps divine guidance. Or something. The last month of baseball has been a real bitch for we Noo Yawkers. Between the Met's crapping the bed at the end of the regular season and the Yankees taking it up the colon in Cleveland; it's been a real drag to open the sports pages.

Congratulations to Boston. You assholes.

Here's some toonage from that sphincter of a city:

Toonage:

October 26, 2007

A Musical Train Wreck

We played a show last nite that was the musical equivalent of an abortion. And not just any old abortion. An abortion that would be performed in the backroom of a Tijuana bar, involving a drunken bartender and a rusty can opener.
On the bright side, if a rotting tree falls in the forest and there is no one there to hear it, does it make a bad sound?
It's a powerfully heady thing, knowing that you have fallen into the gaping maw of suckage and that there is no way out, save just finishing the show and skulking off the stage.

I suppose every band has those nights, but man, it was comically awful. But, I am very thankful to be able to play in a band even under the most absurd circumstances (and it was f#ckloads better than stayin' home and watching the G-Damn Red Sox play in the World Series).
Well, there was nothing left to do but smile smile smile afterwards. So we attempted to drown our sorrows.

And that made for an interesting drive home.
Good thing the cd player had one of those mixes on it that get's ya through the long lonely drive home. I didn't even remember when I made the mix, but one song after another, it kept me coherent and looking forward to what was gonna come on next.

So here is a selection of the toonage that kept me from doing a Ted Kennedy on the long ride home...

Toonage:

October 24, 2007

To Sleep, Perchance To Dream

I am accustomed to sleep and in my dreams
to imagine the same things that lunatics imagine when awake.
~Rene Descartes
"Meditations on First Philosophy"


Having some real sleep related issues as of late. I have always been a very vivid dreamer. But lately, it's been a nite at the frikkin movies everytime I get shut eye. And the dreams are so intense that I'm more tired than ever when I wake up. As an added bonus, I am having trouble differentiating my dream state from reality with regard to my memories. There have been quite a few times where I think back to events and I am sure that things I dreamed about actually happened.
Whether is is stress related or brought on by a significant reduction in my consumption of intoxicants is up for debate.

But that's all my cross to bear, not yours. You benefit from my soporific albatross by getting access to the Bleedin' Out Dream Mix. You got to download the whole thang. While it won't incur slumber, it'll rock ya in yer pyjama's.

Toonage:

  1. Roy Orbison - In Dreams
  2. Aerosmith - Dream On (live 4-15-07)
  3. The Barracudas - I Saw My Death In A Dream Last Nite
  4. Black Sabbath - Tomorrow's Dream (live 1973)
  5. Bob Dylan - All I Have To Do Is Dream
  6. Cheap Trick - Dream Police
  7. David Bowie - Moonage Daydream (demo)
  8. Gang Of Four - We Live As We Dream Alone
  9. Go Go Gorillas - It Was A Nightmare
  10. The Hookers - Runaway Nightmare
  11. Hot Tuna - Serpent Of Dreams
  12. Husker Du - Reoccurring Dreams
  13. Jawbox - Airwaves Dream (Buzzcocks Cover)
  14. Mamas And The Papas - California Dreamin' (live Monterey 1968)
  15. Pink Floyd - Julia Dream (live 8-11-1968)
  16. Screeching Weasel - You'll Be In My Dreams Tonight
  17. The Electric Prunes - I Had Too Much To Dream Last Nite
  18. The Jam - Dream Time (live 1980)
  19. The Jam - Dreams Of Children (live 1980)
  20. The Stepmothers - Where Is The Dream
  21. Weezer - I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams
  22. Yo La Tengo - Dreaming (Blondie Cover)

October 22, 2007

Bands My Wife Hates

In the wonderful give and take of marriage; one learns that there are certain "tastes" that are not shared by both spouses. Rarely is this more apparent than in what each participant considers acceptable music. Luckily, one of the things the missus and I have in common is an approximately 80% "hit rate" when it comes to our toonage. Over the years, together, we have enjoyed everything from the Ramones to The Circle Jerks to The Grateful Dead to Aerosmith to Tom Jones. Plus, she still loves Punk Rock (except whiny emo pussy bands, but I can't blame her for that).

Hell, she has even liked some of MY band's music! Now that's true love.

However, there are those certain bands that we don't see eye to eye on. She has veered over to alot of more popular bands over the years (probably as a result of being held captive by my teenage daughter's radio pre-sets). I can't even mention some of the bands she can tolerate (well- how about Evanescence and Lincoln Park for starters).

On the other hand, she makes me change the channel or skip the song whenever George Thorogood or Bob Dylan or (especially) Weezer come on.

Thank the lord that we both agree that Phish, Billy Joel and Phil Collins should all be burned at the stake.

So viva la difference (or somethin' like that).

Here's some stuff that I like but my better half considers aural torture.

Toonage:

October 18, 2007

The Siren Calls


"At sea once more we had to pass the Sirens,
whose sweet singing lures sailors to their doom.
I had stopped up the ears of my crew with wax,
and I alone listened while lashed to the mast,
powerless to steer toward shipwreck.

Rock n roll is full of women with voices that would certainly lure Odysseus and his men to their doom. Here are some of my favorites from over the years. These voices ooze pure sex. I defy any man out there to listen to these without getting that weird tingley kinda feelin'.
Toonage:
Aimee Mann - I Was Thinking I Could Clean Up For Christmas

October 15, 2007

100 Years of Punk Rock (sorta)

Wow-
100 posts. I am not real big on marking such portentous events, but wtf. It's been fun, and the cyber banter with you folks has been peachy keen.

I've put together a compilation with some of my favorite bands and tunes (plus a couple of tracks from crews I was in). It's all Punk Rawk, well, because I am so freakin' punk rawk.







  1. The Vandals - Jackass
  2. Replacements - Gimmie Noise
  3. The Rants - Big Mistake (live NYC 2006)
  4. The Jam - Thick As Thieves
  5. The Damned - Wait For The Blackout (live hollywood 2001)
  6. The Damned - Dozen Girls
  7. The Clash - Death Or Glory
  8. The Clash - All The Young Punks (demo)
  9. The Clash - Clampdown (live nyc 1981)
  10. Stiff Little Fingers - Johnny Was (John Peel Show)
  11. Soul Asylum - Never Really Been
  12. Replacements - Another Girl Another Planet (live NYC 1986)
  13. Replacements - If Only You Were Lonely
  14. Rancid - Olympia
  15. Ramones - Do You Remember Rock n Roll Radio
  16. Ramones - All The Way (demo)
  17. Ramones - Bonzo Goes To Bitsburg
  18. Pennywise - Bro Hymn
  19. NOFX - The Longest Line
  20. Joey Ramone and Holly Vincent - I Got You Babe
  21. Ism - I Think I Love You
  22. Husker Du - Turn On The News
  23. Husker Du - Celebrated Summer (live NJ 1985)
  24. Generation X - 100 Punks , Kleenex (live sheffield UK 1978)
  25. Dirty Pillows - I Won't F#ck Your Sox, Bugs (live NYC 2005)
  26. Dead Boys - All This And More (live nyc 1978)
  27. Circle Jerks - Put A Little Love In Your Heart

October 12, 2007

And for one desperate moment...


Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin'
That there was a little more to life somewhere else
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die tryin'
She had one little promise she was gonna keep

Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy, baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl

Well it was kinda cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
Yeah, she could hear the cars roll by
Out on 441 like waves crashin' on the beach

And for one desperate moment
There he crept back in her memory
God it's so painful when something that's so close
Is still so far out of reach

Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy, baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl

Toonage:

October 11, 2007

Smells Like Alcohol and Mold

First off, if you happen to be in New York City tonight, I have rejoined my old band and we are playing at 8 pm at some place called The Underscore at 89th street and First avenue. We'll be playing garage nuggets and stuff from bands like The Heartbreakers and The Stooges. Should be interesting, as I have only practiced with them once!

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So , I went to see Bruce Springsteen in New Jersey last nite. Talk about preaching to the converted, the entire arena hung on every word sang and note played. As expected, it was a great show and a whole lot of fun. The band is tight, Bruce is still Bruce and the beer flowed all night long. More details of the show can be found here.

We got lucky. A business associate is friends with the publisher of a very well known music magazine and they are doing a cover story on Springsteen. As a result, they had all access passes. We were still in traffic trying to get to the show when my buddy got a text message "where are you guys, I'm with Bruce". Well, we didn't get there in time to meet Bruce. However, we were able to upgrade our tickets from behind stage nosebleeds to 15th row, right off the floor in the first section. So that worked very nicely.

Plus, Bruce is nice enough to let his wife sing a song... I think it was called "Piss Break". Maybe not, but that's what I did during the song!

Here's one for you philosophers... the line for Guinness and Bass was non existent. Yet the line for Coors Lite was 20 deep. What the heck is wrong with people? Why would anyone drink crappy beer when they could drink Guinness (for the same price!). Fukkin Jersey-ites!

Anyway, hungover to hell this morning. My wife told me that I smell like alcohol and mold (and this was after I showered!).


When I am this hurt, I like to ease into the day with the smooth sounds of Black Flag. Here's your chance too!

Toonage:


October 9, 2007

The Yankees Were Slain By The Lord

"And so it came to pass that Andrew, the old warrior, the fabled left-handed slinger, was called upon to rout the Tribe of Cleveland, and it was good. But Andrew tired and and left in the heat of battle when Joseph, his chief, relieved him in favor of the young stalwart, Job-a.
"Now Job-a, true to form as the savior of the Yankees, quelled the charge made by the Clevelands, and he basked in the favor of his brothers and rested. But G-d was ill-favored by this turn of events. He set the locusts upon Job-A when he returned to the battlefront and the brash young warrior, the favorite of the people, suffered his first defeat. The battle belonged to the Clevelands, and the people were left to wonder why G-d had forsaken the Yankees, the Yankees He had loved so dearly and rewarded so handsomely for nigh on a century."

PS: A-ROD SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!

Toonage:

Descendents - Everything Sucks

Grateful Dead - Loser (live 4-7-72)

Detroit Cobras - Now You're Gone

Rancid - Lock, Step and Gone

Wire - I Am The Fly (live CBGB's 1978)

Ian Hunter - Cleveland Rocks

October 3, 2007

Springsteen's new album "Magic": It ain't no beauty, but hey it's alright

First off, I'm not a huge fan of Bruce Springsteen. He's got a few great songs ("Thunder Road", "Rosalita", "Badlands", etc); but overall, I think he's way overhyped. Maybe some of that is the whole New Jersey vibe (me being a New Yawker 'n all), and maybe alot of it is because I was a punk rocker for most of his crossover heyday (ie: Born In The USA) and despised that whole "Dancing In The Dark" tripe.
Yeah, I know he wrote "Hungry Heart" for the Ramones, but that's sort of a lame song anyway!
Plus, unless you're X, it's not so cool to have your wife in your band.

However, he is pretty anti-authoritarian and most of his tunes don't 100% suck. And Steve Van Zandt is mega cool (by virtue of his whole garage band touting) And, I have seen him live few times over the years and provided that the intoxicants are ingested correctly, he is a whole lot of fun. In fact, I'll probably end up seeing him again when he plays in my area later this month (if anyone has extra tix, let me know!)

I d/l'ed his new album Magic (available at corporate behemoths everywhere) and I suspect his old fans will love it but that few new fans will be lured in by it. It definitely harkens back to his late 70's/early 80's sound (many of these songs would feel right at home on The River or Darkness (especially "Livin In The Future").

However, that's also a flaw of the album. Everything sounds derivitive. If it doesn't remind you of HIS old stuff, it will remind you of some other band's old stuff. There's one tune that sounds like REM, one song that sounds like John Cougar Melonhead, another couple that sound almost like The Byrds.

Look, I think it's a decent album and a keeper. And at least when the critics start fellating him on how "The Boss" is back, it won't be utter bullshit (as when Bob Dylan releases new material which is unlistenable; and everyone says it's his best album since Blood On The Tracks!)

The lyrics touch upon the usual themes (loss, futility, anti-war)
sample lyric:

"Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake"

I count 4-5 songs that are noteworthy ("Gypsy Biker" being the best), the rest are fine but not very memorable. And the first single "Radio Nowhere" has the same rhythm in the verses as as Tommy Tutone's 867-5309!

I do have a problem with Springsteen's voice. It's even more affected than in the past. He sings like he's trying to take a wicked dump or something.

Anyway, I am not posting the album (Bruce's lawyers would be very angry!).

But here's the live rehearsal show he played in New Jersey on Sept 25, 2007. It's got several of the new tunes plus some classics. It's an audience recording but not bad at all!

Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band
Rehearsal Night 2
Asbury Park Convention Hall
September 25, 2007


  1. RADIO NOWHERE
  2. PROVE IT ALL NIGHT
  3. LONESOME DAY
  4. GYPSY BIKER
  5. MAGIC
  6. NIGHT
  7. SHE'S THE ONE
  8. LIVIN' IN THE FUTURE
  9. THE PROMISED LAND
  10. TOWN CALLED HEARTBREAK
  11. DARLINGTON COUNTY
  12. BORN IN THE USA
  13. DEVIL'S ARCADE
  14. THE RISING
  15. LAST TO DIE
  16. LONG WALK HOME
  17. BADLANDS
  18. GIRLS IN THEIR SUMMER CLOTHES
  19. THUNDERCRACK
  20. BORN TO RUN
  21. AMERICAN LAND
Have at it!

October 1, 2007

September 28, 2007

A Caterwaul of Sound

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Tonight should be pretty fun. Me and the droogs are getting together for an old fashioned jam session. And by jam, I mean loud and sloppy renditions of some of our favorites. The addition of vodka and beer and who knows what else should add to the festivities, if not the musicianship!

But, hey, it's Punk Rawk... so the intoxicants are a requirement!
For those of you playing at home, here's some of the the songs we'll be mangling!
Toonage:

September 24, 2007

More Brains!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It has been established that persons who have recently died have been returning to life and committing acts of murder. A widespread investigation of funeral homes, morgues, and hospitals has concluded that the unburied dead have been returning to life and seeking human victims. It's hard for us here to be reporting this to you, but it does seem to be a fact.

Yeah, they're dead. They're all messed up.

Zombies fukkin' rule. I absolutely love Zombie flicks, books and comics. Whether it's the "Romero Rules" zombies; or the revisionist "speed demon" types; most of the films are fun.



I'm psyched that Romero is coming out with the 5th of his "Dead" films "Diary Of The Dead". And the "I Am Legend" big budget movie with Will Smith looks cool too (OK- they're not officially Zombies, but it's close enough for rock n roll)!

If you haven't seen all of the following, get yer bad selves to your local vid shop immediately!


And highly recommended is "World War Z- An Oral History". Read recollections from survivors of the Zombie War.

and remember...



They're coming to get you Barbara!



Toonage:










Comics - The Sequel

Since last weeks comic post was well received and some great suggestions were made, I've decided to create a sequel. That's in the best traditions of comics anyway! This movie is getting some good press, but the proof will be in the pudding. Having a substance abuser in the title role of Iron Man is interesting casting, at the very least.

And if the Batman Begins sequel The Dark Knight continues the fine work of the original, than the stench of George Clooney's portrayal of Batman might be eliminated forever.



Toonage:

The Replacements - Iron Man (live)
The Avengers - Second To None
The DirtBombs - Underdog
Rancid - Sidekick
Dan Bern - Superman
Latterman - If Batman Was Real, He Would Have Beaten The Crap Out Of My Friends
Paramore - My Hero (Foo Fighters cover)
Ani DiFranco - Superhero
The Bad Plus - Iron Man