God, this song is awful, but I can’t resist it. Sadly, at this point in my life Afternoon Delight is a bowl and a cold beer.
‘Tis The Season
♩ a hammer for you and a sickle for me ♩
Just trying to make Pussy Riot feel at home, you know, if they want to visit for the holidays.
All Things Must Pass
I’m only about a third of the way through but I’m digging it so far. Man, I miss record stores …
Everyone thinks they know what killed Tower Records: The Internet. But that’s not the story. “All Things Must Pass” examines this iconic company’s explosive trajectory, tragic demise, and legacy forged by its rebellious founder Russ Solomon.
Well-Wishery
Join me, won’t you, with the musical community in wishing Makerbot – by many estimates the world’s oldest living blogger – a happy 68th!
Friends of the Blog Jethro Tull dropped a new album in his honor.
The Ergs offered their inimitable dorkrock cover of Odessey & Oracle.
And Leo Sayer released these unwatchable Beatles covers!
Enjoy, Macré Beau!
Just Think of Our *Cough* Reputation
Lest anyone lament that we’re losing our perch as the – I don’t know, Vienna of the South – Nashville city leaders are suddenly concerned about the bachelorette parties and pedal wagons.
I’ll let you know when our understated dignity is restore—
Dammit.
Hey Look Everybody, It’s Jonny!
I think he wrote a song for a certain Bastard’s birthday.
Ride The Nazi’s Swing Of Agony, My Little One
The Nazis must have spent a fortune on lingerie.
How Now Is Soon?
In honor of Bastardos Drum Week, enjoy the Soon!!
Why do you enjoy playing music?
Mr. Kwon Soon Keun: When I was young, my family was financially difficult. I played the drums because there was a scholarship program at school. I wanted to alleviate my parent’s financial burden. That’s why I am so grateful when I play the drums.
Obviously you have a lot of passion when you drum, when did your style first emerge?
Mr. Kwon Soon Keun: It’s not passionate. To me, it’s normal. I become one with the drum when I play it.
A Prescription To Rock
”Yes, my doctor dreamt that we played 100 songs for $100 and he even wrote it as a prescription for me on his prescription pad.”
– Robert Pollard
New Year’s Eve story here.
Soft Bodies For The Nazis’ Hall Of The Living Dead
Toga! Toga! Toga!