The Master (again)! Why not? I wonder what tunes he listens to with that super sensitive hearing?
Rough times Brother and Sisters, but I will not crawl or bow. Got good peeps in my life and that’s what it’s about, plus there’s always music spinning on the turntable in my mind. I have no super power, but I survive on the power of music.
I’ve mentioned this radio station, KEXP, before, they have a shit tone of live-in-studio of various bands on you fucking tube. Reminds me a lot of college radio back in the 80s up in Humboldt, very eclectic, world kinda stuff. Was going through their vids and ran across a Ukranian band, DakhaBrakha
It’s been my habit since the great upheaval here at MR several years back, to fix broken posts, but damn there’s almost 800 of those bad boys. So, I fix them if I see people visit them. The latest jacked post to be fixed is this one, which featured the song Wild Thing and sure enough in the repair process ran across this live recording. Yes, Hendrix was a God on the guitar, but holy shit, Redding and Mitchel could tear the fucking house down too…
My attempt at painting without the luxury of being in one of my painting classes. I have learned nothing except that it’s fun to paint. Have the Granddaughters over this weekend and got my youngest (she’s 11) doing some too. While we were having a creative moment together I asked her what was spinning on her virtual turntable…and holy shit, 55M views man…I like the her vocals, but the production is outstanding (imagine it by itself) and of course the vid is right up my alley (but 55M views, it’s gotta suck to be that popular, right…
One of the comments of the vid below, “When rocknroll was still great, BEFORE drugs, and before shit groups like Blue Cheer & Iron Butterfly.” Yeah right, I bet these guys are high as fuck on something…what was the thing in 1967, some kind of pill, uppers, downers?
This most superior of metal tunes (by a band that was criminally overlooked) came up on the iPod! the other day…Peaceful Death indeed!
Is there room in hell?
You think I want to be
Call my name & I will surface
The purpose denies man
Returning home from church
The masses of people
In a paragraph
Not much different from mine
We’re after the same thing
We’re after the same
Have mercy on my soul
Have mercy on us all
The average man I envy
For his ignorance will ever last
Eternally & his faith
His blessings written in black
But your condemning
A gift eternally wrapped
To rot in a box with a clear head
& all around the million voices of hell
& I’m following you
You don’t want to believe
I do, I do
Had to put down old Morris on the 4th, something like 15 years with us, mostly outside in the elements, a brawler in his time, keeping the wild Tom cats at bay. We initially got him from a local good friend, Seigel Irby, as a gift and he was to be an inside cat but he would have nothing to do with that…so outside was his home. Was living in Bogue at the time, before the wife and I got married, he is the last of the cats that we had from out there. The Vet was cool about it, sensitive and he went out high as fuck, which is something to live for in my book…