45 du jour

"unpredictable", wu tang (featuring dexter wiggle) from the forthcoming 8 diagram.

l have no idea who dexter wiggle is, but this track damn near sounds like tv on the radio at times (wouldn't surprise me). loopy bass, sampled psycho strings and psych gtr. album drops 12/11, one week after the new ghostface. december lookin all good.

update/the yoko

we have a photo! portends to breaking news ...

the whaler

some of my friends are aware of my predilection towards the seafood side of the fast food world. i rarely eat the crap, but when i do venture into an abm (anything but mcd's), generally trailed by a beaming xmastime, i head straight for that lone choice all the way at the bottom of the right side of the menu (fish nibblers!). i've always chalked it up to my 100% anglo blood. fish n chips from birth (my namesake knows no such boundaries, already reaching for pierogies 'n guinness from his added lineage). such is my lot in life. this afternoon, as i walked past the vending machine at work, i noticed a strange new entry. nestled between the faux 7/11 bean burrito and the triangle of chicken salad surrounded by wet, white bread was a "fish and cheese sandwich. microwave 3 minutes". developing ...

fourth blood

these poster's are all over bklyn. gihyb hasn't been this pumped since single white female ii. anthony kiedis as rambo? righteous!

growin up

i grew up in a small town. maybe a thousand and change in the whole county. everyone was someone's dad, someone's cousin, somebody's kid, somebody's teacher, someone's connection for venison or corn, or somebody who knew a spot where you could cut a cord of wood gratis. all the space and time in the world, but at the same time, lot of eyes on you, & most times you had to make your own fun. junior or senior year, our buddy jonathan bought a junked police car at auction. at that time, you could spot a virginia state police cruiser a mile away. some weekend nights we'd pass the time sittin in the median a few miles out of town watchin cars frantically slow down when they saw us.

somewhere along the way jonathan got the nickname bulldog. can't remember why. it just fit. definitely wasn't for his personality. obviously a low-key guy. all was good until he got his first girlfriend. she had to deal with bein called bulldette.

i have seen the future of rock and roll ...

xmastime n i stumbled into spike hill late night. band settin up. figured, what the hell. all sudden band setting up was gettin pelted w/ the plethora of pbr cans around room. vibe i haven't witnessed in WAY TOO LONG. they rolled w/ it, hidin behind each other while each tuned.

lineup:

dude that looks like axl ... secret weapon= never seemed to know when a song's startin. beauteeful. added bonus, he can almost on command stand on bass drum and ROCK (almost, cuz he fell twice). number of times during set i actually heard his guitar (not counting between songs) = one. money quote at end of show "we'd like to thank the make a wish foundation" and a strange shout out to steve young after every song. "the rawk"

bass player ... prince william lookalike with a striped b&w collared shirt that only a mom could buy (bonus points for the white collar & wristcuffs). "the dude with the access to the record collection"

sean lennon replicant on other mostly heard gtr. "the dude with the record collection"

dude playing keyboard who referred to hisself after show as a "hired gun" (nice deadwood reference without actually knowing what deadwood is). "the dude in 12 bands that has a great solo album in the works"

drummer. well he drummed his ass off. nuf sed. "the pro" or "the nice guy" aka "the dude who could kick my ass"

sounds like= "SONICTALLICA!" (their description)

set starts. most under-rehearsed thing that sounded like bliss in months. drunken distort sabbath/syouth/malkamus/cheer w/ faux pop hooks was the norm w/ nada hit of the introspect. said can throwers jumped on providin the right off key b/ups to send choruses into overdrive (missing grace was UG to be there and nod approval). my faith in bedford avenue and indie rock in general has been temporarily restored. ironic that me n ms. gihyb lived upstairs from (what was) spike hill in the 90s and had not a clue, oh yeah, they were in diapers.

i'm going to follow this band all year, i know nothing about them save this myspace page (http://www.myspace.com/theyoko13). it's my reality show-- and a way to stand tall with the striking writers. tina, all ya gotta do is PM me.

ps- any info on sed band is greatly appreciated.

my so called ipod (aka, he's a whore)

by my count, i'm now on ipod 7. that's an average of a little over 2 per year. couple days ago, i disconnected my latest (and favorite) while running out door and vaguely saw some sync error nonsense. once outside, i hit shuffle and realize several minutes later that nothing's happening (ed - insert john cage joke here). the damn thing had erased itself. after several "restore settings" attempts, i can read the contents on my computer, but it contains no tunes once unplugged. fuck me over once mr. jobs, your fault ... fuck me 7 times, at least buy me dinner or introduce me to your friends

alright, this blog's gettin a little to whiney. until further notice, we're joinin the writers strike. tina fey is HOT

don't look back

i've gotta say, i'm gettin tired of the reunion tours. in the past few years i've seen a few amazing (x, television, burma, dino jr., ny dolls), some decent (big star, stooges), and a snoozer (springsteen-- i blame the awful giants stadium xperience more than bruce). last wknd i saw a great show. the goddamn sonics. a band i've revered since, well forever, a band that i fuckin quoted lyrics on my first record (where we also stole the chord sequence! -- not the smartest idea i s'pose). also on the bill the lyres and the fleshtones, who were both pretty great also.

but enough. seems they make the bulk of my excursions. sometimes they're hard to turn down. c'mon, some were the formative bands of my growin up. i never had the chance to see alot of em, but fuck it, it ends now.

shee-it ... i caught wind of the big dipper shows in '08

alas, i do have one redeeming star on my card. i didn't buy into the pixies return. love em as i do, they sucked both times i saw em when they were still together.