Coolest Rock Moment of 2012

The only way this could have been any more awesome would have been if B-52 bombers sprayed the Bonnaroo crowd with Napalm.

John Wayne Died For Your Sins

33 years ago, the GREATEST AMERICAN of all time passed away. John Wayne, who won 3 World Wars and several other wars all by himself, decided he had enough of the commie pinko menace that was destroying HIS AMERICA and went home to Jesus (registered trademark).

To commemorate THE DUKE (registered trademark), we here at Bleedin Out pay tribute to THE GREATEST AMERICAN (registered trademark) of all time.

Yummy Yummy Punk Rock Girls

In summer a boy's thoughts turn to:








Noo Yawk Citee really has it all...

Songs For Snakes

Songs For Snakes is a band from San Francisco that gets it right. This is the good stuff! Major echoes of Husker Du, Squirrel Bait, Moving Targets and Jawbreaker emanate from the elpee  Charcoal Heather. The trio, led by Bill Taylor is heavy on the reverb and the songs are concise and bring me back to the mid 80’s- when “alt rock” was defined by this ringing, anthemic sound. I dinnow if ya wanna call it “post hardcore, I just call it Punk Rock.

I don’t know if Taylor plays a Flying V like Mould used to… but the distortion laden guitar is a welcome sound. The bass lines are nice and heavy, sitting on that E string is a beautiful thing. And the drumming is rock steady and forceful … and NOT high end heavy like Grant Hart’s was with the Huskers. Overall, the production is nice and full.

Picks to click: “St. Mary”, “Thorazine Eyes”, “Outdoor Kitty”

You can stream the album here, but support indie music and send a few bucks to a deserving band and buy the darn thing!

In Honour Of The Queen's Jubilee

You can't expect to wield supreme executive power just because some watery tart threw a sword at you. 

King Arthur: I am your king.
Woman: Well I didn't vote for you.
King Arthur: You don't vote for kings.
Woman: Well how'd you become king then?
[Angelic music plays... ]
King Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. THAT is why I am your king.
Dennis: [interrupting] Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. 

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