Happenstance Happenings…

Grizz in my truckMy dog…in my truck. That could be the first sentence in dozens of great stories…a great final sentence too.  He loves to go “bye-bye”.  Always wondered how folks trained their dogs to ride in the back, mine has to be on the seat next to me.  My driveway is about 250 yards down to road where the mailbox is.  Grizzly considers it a complete fun filled adventure just driving down there and back.  He’s like any other dog too, he fancies a bit of cat shit every now and then, and enjoys cleaning the groins of the other dogs after they take a piss.

This is where I’m at right now, reminds me of a blend of Garry Johnson Oi! poetry and the band D and V…Found this comment on Youtube from some guy named Dominic Goodchild, “As Nina Simone put it: “An artist’s duty, as far as I’m concerned, is to reflect the times.” That is why I consider Sleaford Mods to be relevant. Who gives a fuck if it’s a bit stripped back? Just because it’s not gushing with hacky stadium rock guitar solos, egotistical vocal wanking and the rest of it means nothing. The fact is that they are raw and original, which is hard to come by amongst contemporaries. It’s fair enough that their sound might do nothing for certain people, but you can’t deny that they deliver something that is pure.”
Killer vid…Killer tune

Not sure what to call this tune, some kind of a brutal hardcore industrial rap hybrid. I haven’t listed to any of their other tunes, but it’s my understanding that this one is different from what they usually do, like 80s, so-called metal bands doing a ballad (but this ain’t no ballad)…
Death Grips – No Love

A little known fact about Mustard, I’ve been a Hendrix fan since my Mom played me her double live bootleg of his last show in LA, at the Forum. I was just a wee lad, since then collecting his records. This is supposedly some rare video of him…