Random Relations…


Thought I’d start a post with a tune this time ’round. We play cards with our exchange students sometimes on the weekends (cards have a long standing tradition in my family, we just discovered the card shuffler that my Mom and Aunt used when they would play). During these sessions we crank the bluetooth, mostly rap is what my wife and the boys like, but I get to pick every fourth song or so. Ace of Spades was one of my choices this weekend…
If you like to gamble, I tell you I’m your man
You win some, lose some, it’s all the same to me
The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say
I don’t share your greed, the only card I need is
The Ace Of Spades, The Ace Of Spades

Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil
Going with the flow, it’s all a game to me
Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you
Double up or quit, double stake or split
The Ace Of Spades, The Ace Of Spades

You know I’m born to lose, and gambling’s for fools
But that’s the way I like it baby
I don’t wanna live forever
And don’t forget the joker!

Pushing up the ante, I know you wanna see me
Read ’em and weep, the dead man’s hand again
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die
The only thing you see, you know it’s gonna be
The Ace Of Spades, The Ace Of Spades

So many good lines in this song, I’m feelin’ “read ’em and weap, the dead man’s hand again.” Again and again. These guys are about the hardest thing they play on the local classic rock station, unless you consider various songs by Metallica, ie. Enter Sandman.  I never liked Metallica (a few songs here and there…yup, if you’re in the know their best song was their first and it was all downhill from there…said no one ever…Hit the Light’s) even when I first heard them at the demo stage before the first album (which was boring to me).  I was on a whole other planet musically in 1981. I respect them as talented musicians but never caught the bug.  Speaking of bugs, one band that bugs me in their popularity is Guns and fucking Roses, talk about lame and boring…their schtick didn’t stick with me, damn rich junkie rock stars. Appetite came out in ’87 and I was not feeling that at all, but I believe it’s still the top selling debut album ever (so what the fuck do I know). Top selling is great for the pocketbook, but it also means that tons of idiots identify with what you’re about (let’s face it, most people are idiots). 1987 (the year I graduated from high school) for me was the year to be blown away by Scum!

Also in 1987 was The Day My Kid Went Punk…haha! The ABC Afterschool Specials were something else. There’s a million of ’em on fucking youtube for you viewing pleasure including What If I’m Gay? (1987) and Stoned (1980).  A fella my age could write a little something on each one of those but most of these are heavy on the cheese and would be a struggle to sit all the way through…the above special was definitely heavy on the cheese.  No body agrees what punk was about anyway, but I would submit, “I’m living in a world that I really hate, what can I do? Reluctantly I take the bait, just like you.” 1982’s Bullshit Detector II pretty much covers everything going on in that day and age (and unfortunately we seem to be stuck in that same space, like some kind of twilight zone). That’s what punk was to me, being a bullshit detector…
The last song from said comp…

RIP Lux Interior…

…nine years ago today. Didn’t realize he was two years older than my Mom, and don’t know if I ever sprung the Cramps on my Moms, I’d say it’s a 50/50 as to whether it was a love or hate thing. They were one of those many bands that my elementary school pal Alexander Wallace IV (rumored to be RIP, don’t know but sure would love to catch up with him) turned me onto when we were 9 or 10. God, thinking back he changed my life the likes of the Cramps, the Ramones, The Germs, Bowie, etc. (and Jazz Fusion of all things). A couple years later, in the Decline of Western Civilization, I can visualize this guy talking on the street out in the front of a club, saying that the Cramps had sold out (just spent the last hour trying to find a clip of the dude from the movie…oh well). Featured a little about the band and whatnot in these posts HERE, HERE, and HERE (and many more mentions, in the last 10 years here).  Henry Rollins has some recollections of Mr. Interior…

if I could add something to Lux’s many accomplishments and his character it would be his taste in women…I have never lusted after Poison Ivy or wondered what she looked like naked, but I find her beautifully exotic and an amazing showperson…

But this was about Lux, so let’s finish it with a couple of live tunes I found, where else but on fucking youtube.  I miss the days of being able to post shit just so it’s out there, because no one would know it exists any other way, so we are relegated to serve the corporate giants…


That vid was uploaded a while ago and in the comments the guy who recorded it back in ’81 make it clear that it is his vid and has nothing to do with the uploader, and it surprised me that it had not been taken down…300K+ views and all. Turns out the videographer,  Paul Tschinkelhas another tune from the same set…

Just on a side note here’s another person’s upload of that show, a little busy with the subterfuge, not enough live footage, but still interestingly invaluable…

Merry Crassmas…

The GIF I made today, directly from the classic…

Not feeling very merry, not sure exactly why, plenty to be grateful for today, there’s mountains of shoes in this world that I would rather not walk in. Here we are…oh my and a boo hoo

Crass indeed, a holiday bought and sold. These fuckers are busy crying about who says Happy Holidays vs. Merry Christmas, and really it’s all about profit. If a business thinks you’ll give them money they’re going to say whatever it takes to bring you in. And this business about war on Christianity is a load of shit too. Go visit some of our allies like Saudi Arabia if you want to see what subjugation looks like. The US is a lot of things, a real shit pot when you think about it, but it’s not that.  So to all of you in what is now a cliche type post (it wasn’t when I got it, I was pissed in 81 and thoroughly disappointed that it wasn’t your typical pissed off affair), Merry Crassmas!

The Cramps…

Another insomnia post. Got the Cramps on the brain (along with a whole lot of meaningless unimportant shit). Was watching an old interview (1990 I believe) with Lux and Ivy, two people I would have loved to have met. Remember that guy talking about the Cramps in The Decline and how much they were charging for tickets to see ’em? Not too long before that I had my first exposure to them in the form of the Songs The Lord Taught Us LP, specifically the first song on side 1, TV Set…oh man I was young, impressionable and in awe. First time ever saw them live on TV was when I got to be blown away by Urgh! A Music War. Anyway, in that interview, they mention an infamous video that had been banned on MTV and others, and conveniently I’ve never seen it so…to regurgitate one of the comments on the vid, “if only I could be 1/8 as cool as Lux”