The most involved animated GIF I’ve every made, not sure it turned out as cool as I thought it would. Really just a reminder of how cool of a band Lord Ellis is. They’re touring the northwest next month so go see em if you can…wish I could…get the taste that I got —> HERE
AD Rock – Frontline @ CBGB by Freddy Alva “Urban Style”…this is me on Friday’s usually but didn’t feel all that great this week and left early today. Thinking about it in between naps, I am truly grateful to my Union ancestors for giving us things like paid sick leave. If you deny this, then you don’t know your history and if you’re one of those tools that says that Unions are corrupt, don’t belong to a Union today. 
Pictured is my Grandpa at his retirement (on the left) with his Union president. Thanx Grandpa! Love that guy…
My pal and co-worker Kelly was the only one on time for a meeting we were having the other day and when I came in seeing her sitting there by herself it made this song pop in my head (the ultimate in 70s self pity). We both wondered who sang it and of course the answer was at our finger tips instantly with the tree of knowledge and wisdom, that is the modern day cell phone. Apparently it was written by Eric Carmen and Rachmaninoff, and Carmen…too much information, huh?
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
Living alone
I think of all the friends I’ve known
But when I dial the telephone
Nobody’s home
All by myself
Don’t want to be all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to live all by myself anymore
Hard to be sure
Sometimes I feel so insecure
And love so distant and obscure
Remains the cure
All by myself
Don’t want to be all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to live all by myself anymore
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
All by myself
Don’t want to be all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to live all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to be all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to live all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to be all by myself anymore
Experimentation with drugs (which of course includes alcohol) was the thing growing up for me and a lot of other folks I seemed to find myself around. Never tried crack or ecstasy, but that was a fluke because I tried and probably abused everything else. All I have to say about the needle is that it’s no bueno when you go down that road, serious as Osama bin Laden, shit is going to go down…
I caught you knockin’ at my cellar door
“I love you, baby. Can I have some more?”
Ooh, ooh, the damage done
I hit the city and I lost my band
I watched the needle take another man
Gone, gone, the damage done
I sing the song, because I love the man
I know that some of you don’t understand
Milk-blood to keep from running out
I’ve seen the needle and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie’s like a settin’ sun
Big fan of the show and always wondered if they had some punk acts. Turns out The Rezillos played The Old Grey Whistle Test on 09/26/78…I discovered punk rock a year later…pretty bitchen stuff…
The almighty Weedeater on the tour van…RIP Carlos.
Been dying to interview my old pal and first San Diego friend, Chris Squire, AKA Billy Druid, but never have taken the time to nail down a list of questions, will have to change that soon! I’ve been a huge fan of his Billy Druid project for a while now, there may even be a post or two with a song or two. Whatcha get is one man band Chris (dude has been a thousand bands), with him doing all the instruments, vox, recording and mixing and whatnot…pretty incredible all around song…
Wake up!
Look around
Rouse the rabble cos the future’s now
Watch the upper crust fall
From the highest towers
Under crumbling walls
Or be burned by her fire
She’s a torch
She’s a torch
From somewhere higher
And the world will bleed
Rivers of blood from her wrath and fury
Goddess of FIRE!!
Get up!
Or get burned
She’s molten hot so you better learn
Stay by her side
Or be left behind
With the rubble and the scorched debris
She’ll set you free!
You’ll see
She’s a 21st century Aphrodite
Atomic blaster
Queen of disaster
She is your God and Master
Goddess of FIRE!!
And if the world should burn tonight
Something tells me it’s alright
Yeah the world could burn tonight
But something makes me feel alright
Cos the future looks out of sight
We’re all blinded by the light
Artist unknown, but do you feel me?
Walked away from the computer for 2 or 3 hours and didn’t realize fucking youtube was still on doing it’s algorithmic thing and this mix had just started playing when I came back…
Whelp, no takers on my last post of folks that might want to trade CDrs, disappointing and heart wrenching…hahahaha.
In high school (pictured are Davrick, Anna, Karen, Greg, Me, Vivian and I can’t remember his name) one of my favorite albums was Hüsker Dü’s Zen Arcade. Perfect album for a bummed out teenager. At the time I thought my heart was broken by this one gal, Elisa Monroy, but that was puppy love and only the tip of the iceberg in a long history of squashed hearts…
My old pal Nick (one of my favorite guitar players, ever)! We recently got in touch again on that fucking facebook, but haven’t had a chance to properly ketchup…I’m sure a lot has happened in the last 25 years since I last spoke to him (I know my life was an education…or at least it schooled me). Just got together a musical care package for him, in the form of a Garden Weasel 7″ (picked it up for 3 bucks on discogs…hahaha), which he did the back cover for…the first two OM records on a CDr…my newest mix tape (went very various on this one, where the theme is just whatever I think is cool at the moment and covers many genres)…and the GW “Smerb” postcard record I did a little while back (still got copies if’n anybody is keen for one)
Feeling kinda Patty Hearst at the moment, not sure what that means, but according to the photo it has something to do with looking hot in your mugshot and maybe a little crazy too…
Been in an animated GIF making mode lately, this here is the incomparably angelic Miss Flavia of Angels Dust (you’ve certainly heard them before if you’ve been around the Relics)…how about a reminder of my favorite tune…