Foo Fighters have a new operator in the engine room, and he’s killing it. Damn, those fills are CLEAN.
It’s More Fun To Compute
They did A LOT with a little. This video makes me appreciate Kraftwerk even more.
This Took A Lot Of Balls
2,000, in fact.
Head Like A Cocktail Shaker
Can’t resist that beat. Or walkin’ around like these fools.
Bassists Get The Job Done
This comically inept singer looks like a coked-up CPA trying to channel Screaming Lord Sutch. He rivals Mike Love in creepiness. If real, I’m guessing this was an open mic thing.
And all of you who ever played in a band can ‘fess up: you either struck or wanted to strike whoever did most of the singing with a guitar, bass, mic stand, cymbal stand, floor tom, etc. Or said, “go ahead and grab the mic” when you knew it wasn’t grounded.
And if you did most of the singing, you probably deserved it.
Not sure how I missed these guys.
You all need to look in the mirror and ask yourselves if you’re providing me sufficient exposure to all the good bands I need.
Carole King’s demo is as good in its singer-songwriterly way as the Monkees’ hit version is in its Revolverly way.
The Poor Man’s Art Collection
Relentless and obsessed.
And a bit shady!
Tommy’s latest incarnation is his Cowboys in the Campfire outfit with longtime touring partner Chip Roberts. I for one am looking forward to it as he is my spiritual leader. Vinyl I don’t need pre-order!