Oh be tender, girl be tender, Can’t you feel the love that I send you? Continue reading FFS Blackmore!
Let’s put the sex in X, love’s like a muscle and you make me wanna flex Continue reading Go To Hell, See If You Like It, Then Come Home With Me!
It doesn’t lack lust Continue reading No Love From Me To You
Computer space funk and the unemployed Continue reading Starfield Funk
Pass the old fruit-jar please Continue reading Journey Of The Elvii
Warning: This post contains an excruciating Camus pun Continue reading Beneath The Belgian
Swedish Afro-Haitian heavy psych merchants ahoy! Continue reading Malmö Mere
From Bedwetters to Jerks Continue reading Jerks Not Bedwetters
Some notes still echo 49 years later Continue reading Go Ask Rory Gallagher
Who sold my generation? Boris the spider, probably Continue reading Toking Heads
NIN go 12 Rounds with fluffy bunny-wunnies. Maybe Continue reading Existential Spin Cycle
THE GOVERNMENT’S RESPONSIBLE . . . THE GOVERNMENT’S RESPONSIBLE . . . Continue reading Yo!
What the F–K? Continue reading Love/Haste
The Donnas shocking anti-vegetable agenda Continue reading Brat On The Beat
Look what I done brought recently Continue reading 1537 vs. April
Ladies, gentlemen, astronomers, subhumans, cretins, telepaths, harvesters, dominants, submissives and filthy rats Continue reading I Need All The Peepers I Can Find
We don’t work I just speeeed, it’s what I neeeed! Continue reading We Like Noise, It’s A Choice
Not for impressionable maiden aunts or spinster librarians, or their dude equivalents. Continue reading The Spirit of 77
In which our young hero learns about 1960’s porn distribution techniques Continue reading Big Chicken Legs
I may be dumb but I’m not a dweeb, I’m just a sucker with no self-esteem Continue reading Phrygian In The Rhythm
First time I’ve played this in about a decade Continue reading I Don’t Believe In Beatles
Welsh witch music, from the expensive end of California Continue reading Cocaine Bare
A fan made of bread? or one shaped like a loaf? Continue reading Mind Your Manners Or You’re Dead
Music for lovelorn wallflowers of a punky persuasion Continue reading Derry Boys
Lips that bite, properly Continue reading Somos Chulas
In which our young hero gets workshopped Continue reading Hey Bruce You Up There?
In which our young hero extols the joys of being a semi-literate pisshead Continue reading Of The First Order
Toys in the attic, rats in the cellar, bats in the belfry? Continue reading ‘Cept, Not Suck
Have some flashy rock, dressed like a pirate Continue reading Pharaoh Nuff!