So sorry for the lack of updates lately, life gets in the way of blogging sometimes. Nonetheless here is a little something to snack on. Here we have a few songs from one the heaviest and most influential bands ever. THE MELVINS!!! This 1991 7" released as a bootleg documents the crew across the pond playing for John Peel and the entire British Empire on the BBC. Two originals and two covers one by clown alley (whom I know nothing about) and a gut-punching rendition of Flippers "way of the world" which was not on the original release but is included here for posterity sake.
Don't let these witches catch you waxing the curb down by the cop shop. Boy's Drewl. If your an enpowered female with a pet rat, bad attitude, and luckluster skateboarding abilities the skate witches are looking for you!
Not that i endorse celebrity nonsense or anything but I first heard this song in an awful Williamsburg bar on awful night few weeks back caught this jam again on HOT 97 while stuck in all kinds of traffic yesterday. Now i'm kind of obsessed with it.
Amazing and comedic on so many levels and this was before I found out it's Jamie FUCKING Foxx like from 'In Living Color' and a bunch of forgettably classic movies . Some rudimentary youtube research indicates that giving some of the role models he portrayed on that seminal sketch comedy shit the upper elechon's of celebrity were always in the cards.
Eddy Murphy
Little Richard
Mike Tyson
Tito Jackson
And he got hang out with 2PAC!
Not to mention that he's been dropping albums since '94. Which only further proves that I live even further from popular culture than I thought.
I guess he does some stand up stuff too
It's not all good with Mr. Foxx some guy named 'captaintruth100' on the internet got some serious problems with the way he handles himself.
Now that spring is into action a brief refresher course in bike safety might be in order. Judging from how some of you ride out there it's probably long overdue.
Just be glad you have the internet and not vindictive parents like rebop and company actually sending you away to camp to learn this stuff thereby taking valuable summer vacation time away from trying to spy on your weird elderly neighbors so said parents can sip daiquiri's in YOUR backyard pool without you around asking about lunch and crap. The counselor however is a rappin' teleporting magician who's both man enough and fashion forward enough to wear pink back in 19. . . whatever and who still manages not come off as a total creep. Plus he obviously loves his work so something is to be said of that.
or maybe you'd rather learn about safety from weirdo kids wearing monkey masks who all die painfully one by one on the way to the picnic because of varying personality flaws.
Another great way to learn is with Eagle Youth propaganda to guilt you into basic maintaince, using hand signals, and practicing common sense. With all the post-war enthusiasm about the 'New America' and the stiffed neck patriotism to match.
Poor Dusty, after a long day of fighting paramilitary terrorists he's got to deal with some punk kid's who thought they were bad-asses by taking their reflectors off.
and don't forget what sonic sez. . . if grounder had tightened those petals he would have gotten that smug sonic bastard once and for all.
He also sez some things about smoking, booze, and sexual harassment if you need to brush up on those as well.
I've decided to upload three live radio sets from wooden wand & the vanishing voice. One of my favorite sonic collorbations of the last decade. Wooden Wand (aka James Jackson-Toth) has an endless parade of works solo, with the VV, and countless others on countless formats. A true artist whose aversion to genre and classification I admire. Vanishing Voice has an impressive output as well. I may put some rarities up from them in a later post but for now. . .
The first from 2005 catch's the crew out west where the sun always shines and you can hear it bleed through in these jams. Ends with a Neil Young cover. cool.
Second round finds the gang in a frozen New York laying down a solid number for public radio freedom fighters WNYC. I wonder if it was during pledge week? Surely I'd plunk down a few measly dollars if I heard this in a car stuck in traffic on the Tri-Bourgh Bridge.
The last from July 2006 brings Gypsy Freedom era wooden wanders back east where they put down an hour long set in a poorly lit WNYC studio where they it let go with the hot summer breeze mystifiing rooftop pool parties across the nether region.
more recently after a premature death the Wooden Wand moniker has resurfaced in a new long player 'Born Bad' but you can find plenty written about that elsewhere. If people care enough i have bunch of obsecurer WW/VV stuff I'd be willing to share.
Former Pittsburgh Pirates' pitcher Dock Ellis says he was under the influence of LSD when he pitched a 1970 no-hitter against the San Diego Padres.
Ellis, now co-ordinator of an anti drug program in Los Angeles, said he didn't know until six hours before his June 12, 1970 no hitter that he was going to pitch.
"I was in Los Angeles, and the team was playing in San Diego , but I didn't know it. I had taken LSD..... I thought it was an off-day, that's how come I had it in me. I took the LSD at noon. At 1pm, his girlfriend and trip partner looked at the paper and said, "Dock, you're pitching today!"
"That's when it was $9.50 to fly to San Diego. She got me to the airport at 3:30. I got there at 4:30, and the game started at 6:05pm. It was a twi-night doubleheader.
I can only remember bits and pieces of the game. I was psyched. I had a feeling of euphoria.
I was zeroed in on the (catcher's) glove, but I didn't hit the glove too much. I remember hitting a couple of batters and the bases were loaded two or three times.
The ball was small sometimes, the ball was large sometimes, sometimes I saw the catcher, sometimes I didn't. Sometimes I tried to stare the hitter down and throw while I was looking at him. I chewed my gum until it turned to powder. They say I had about three to four fielding chances. I remember diving out of the way of a ball I thought was a line drive. I jumped, but the ball wasn't hit hard and never reached me."
The Pirates won the game, 2-0, although Ellis walked eight batters. It was the highpoint in the baseball career of one of the finer pitchers of his time, and arguably,one of the greatest achievements in the history of sports.
originally printed: Lysergic World San Francisco, April 16-19, 1993
Arthur Magazine has been the life's blood of anything left of true American counterculture. These folks have always been way ahead of the curve and seemingly never running out of steam. Publishing a magazine that's given away free, releasing albums, compilations, and DVD's, curating festivals and art exhibits. Giving a voice to the left-field musicians, artists, mystics, politicos, philosophers and other weirdos from across the spectrum. Sadly the print operation went under last year, it was always a good day when I would spot a new issue in the record store or coffee shop or wherever free minds would associate. The good news is they came back in web form with more content than ever. So please check it out, donate if you can, and keep the dream alive.
Latest offering from the So-Cal 'olsen twins of drone' to the alter of obscurities. Jamming with some friends and picking right up where last year's fantastic 'Chains' LP left off. The most cohesive and tightest sounding sacrifice yet.The 'hardest workin ladies in showbusiness' are not to be outdone with the dozen or so releases of the last lunar year and are keepin' on with a handful of releases already this year. Get this while it's around, a so called 'Mini-LP' of 500 on everyone's favorite label. Great fleetwood mac inspired artwork.
The most unintentionally punk movie of all time. I first saw this film as a teenager when they would play it on HBO in the afternoons in what I saw as some sort of premium cable plea to the alienated suburban youth to take control of their own destinies. This film never saw a proper theatrical release due to nervous movietypes worrying against a backlash from Regan-era moviegoers as had what happened with the film 'The Warriors'. The story is based somewhat on a true story of a teenage rampage in Foster City, California in the 1970's and the film is based on a subsequent newspaper article called "Mouse Packs: Kids on a Crime Spree" who's author co-wrote the screenplay.
"That movie pretty much defined my whole personality. It was really cool. Total anarchy."
This coming from Kurt Cobain who spoke of the film in an interview. Allegedly the movie serves as an inspiration for the music video 'Smells Like Teen Spirit" as well. Thus inspiring delinquency is countless generations to come. Also the 1983 LP by Northwest punkers 'The Wipers' (one of Cobain's favorite bands to boot) bears the name 'Over the Edge' also possibly in homage to the cult classic.
Most notably the film is the first for actor Matt Dillon who in one scene coins the expression "a kid who tell's on another kid is a dead kid" and despite the long list of adult situations worked into the plot the movie was only rated PG at the time. Not that it mattered anyway.
Oh yeah and the soundtrack is cool too with Cheap Trick, The Ramones, The Cars, and Van Halen all adding fuel on the fire.
The inspiration for this came after seeing this classic in the discount graveyard in at a video store on Knickerbocker Ave. out in Bushwick last week. Hopefully some confused teenager gives it a chance and they too can be inspired by the vulnerability and stupidity of adults.
