
I, Ron Fist
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Proof that you can’t make an umlaut without breaking legs. Continue reading I, Ron Fist
… which was how Lemmy often used to introduce the opener of Bomber at gigs, ‘Dead Men Tell No Tales’. … Continue reading Dead Men Smell Toe Nails
There I was this morning stumbling around the house on my first day back at work, when I checked the … Continue reading Lemmy: R.I.P
Second time I’ve done this in a week and I’m angry about it, Phil ‘Philthy Animal’ Taylor has passed away … Continue reading ‘Philthy Animal’ Taylor: R.I.P.
The crowd gets loud when the band gets right, steel guitar cryin’ through the night. Yeah, try’n to cover up … Continue reading Motörbread
It’s hardly an obscure album, but I think Motörhead Another Perfect Day is a pretty underappreciated one. Pressing Thin Lizzy’s Brian Robertson … Continue reading Motörgrime
Here’s one I’ve really not listened to for a very long time, The Decline of Western Civilization Part II: The … Continue reading The Decline and Fool
True story. Sometimes three at a time. Yeah, that’s how Rock and roll I am. Oh yes, metal to the … Continue reading I Make Love to Mountain Lions
For today’s little tidbit I’ve plumped for the morally upstanding, shrinking violets and wall flowers that are Nashville Pussy and … Continue reading Amphetamine Reptile Cheesecake