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In which our young hero gets very into restraint. Continue reading Sublime+3*
In which our young hero gets very into restraint. Continue reading Sublime+3*
I too am a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm. Continue reading Dance To The Beat Of The Living Dead
Rock? on a Tuesday evening?! You animal. Continue reading Gig Tonight
The Boogaloo Guru says ‘drink me’. Continue reading 1537 vs. RSD 2018
Folk like a beast with the Wolf People. Continue reading Never Mind The Bucolics
Bad Co? cojones no es el corazón! Continue reading The 46th Best-Selling LP Of The 1970’s
A Dipsomaniac Dogs’ Diversion. Continue reading Gin Like Flynn
Nerf Herder American Cheese? It never grates. Continue reading Let It Brie
‘This is a band name Nikki Sixx stole from the Feelgoods / Tonight we’re stealing it back!’ Continue reading White Boy In Town, Big Black, Blue Sound
A learned treatise on my favourite Dostoyevsky novel. With added Iggy. Continue reading All Aboard For Funtime
A demonstration of how refined good taste and decorum always win out. Continue reading Can’t You See I’m Touched?!!!
Warning: post may contain Canadians doing Canadian stuff. Continue reading Let’s Smoke Some Kill
Containing a learned dissertation on Keith Richards’ ring. No, really. Continue reading People With Little Bits
Great song, but … that’s about it really. Continue reading Surfeit of ‘Tude
Yes, damnit I will dance one, but why do you insist on calling me Scaramouche? Continue reading What In The World Can A Nasty Dog Do?
In which our hero shows off about just how well Red he is. Continue reading Hells Angels, Knife Fights, Danger … King Crimson?
The relative merits of tattooed panthers and sexy dancers are debated herein. Continue reading Hip To Hip, Bone To Bone
In which our hero harangues you like a Manic Street Preacher. Continue reading The Kicks You’ve Given Us
In which our hero grapples with an LP with a very rude title. Don’t these chaps have any common decency? Continue reading Gospill Poppers
In which our hero admits he is a filthy mutt. Continue reading The Mutt’s Nuts
In-which-our-hero-ponders-alien-abduction-and-yearning. Continue reading Have You Forgotten?
Go, go little record go It is named by Some guy named Joe (Trompe Le Monde) And redneckers they get us … Continue reading This Ain’t No Fuckin’ Around
‘Oh no it’s that same asshole again. I thought it would never come to this. Look, the guy threw a Birkenstock … Continue reading James’ Addiction
It’s the dawn of the day and I’m crashed and I’m smashed As it is I’m feelin’ like my chips … Continue reading No Dice Honey, I’m Livin’ On The Astral Plane
Which great sage was it who said that life is what happens to you when you’re busy making other plans? it was … Continue reading The Bongotastic Completoid
And on the drums, Gemini On bass guitar, presenting, Pisces On lead guitar, we have Aries And on the microphone, … Continue reading Clutch Control
Doesn’t have to be complicated does it? that music thang, I mean. So, technology is great, you can do some … Continue reading The Jim Jones Review
Way back in the mists of time, October 1990 I left my farm in a little hidden away valley in … Continue reading Those Old Spud Blues
I got my love gun loaded With hundreds of kisses Soon as I pull the trigger baby There will be … Continue reading Stuns The Slobs
Okay so I’m back from spending a bit of time bobbing around from island to island in the Atlantic Ocean and … Continue reading For Those About To … Flock!