Nineteen Seventy Rollin’ In Sight
In which our young hero surfs the dark edge between nihilism and unchecked hedonism, then washes his hands carefully. Continue reading Nineteen Seventy Rollin’ In Sight
Tag: 1970
Ice Cubes On A Red Hot Stove
Ice cubes on a red hot stove, I betcha Continue reading Ice Cubes On A Red Hot Stove
I Don’t Believe In Beatles
First time I’ve played this in about a decade Continue reading I Don’t Believe In Beatles
The Dawning Of The Age Of Nefarious
If those sores are playing up again I know just the secret oils for them Continue reading The Dawning Of The Age Of Nefarious
That Highway Band
The worst Free LP contains their best song. Continue reading That Highway Band
Hush Now Child
And if there’s a hell below, we’re all gonna go, go, go, go, go. Continue reading Hush Now Child
Naked Japanese Biker Dudes
In which our young hero bikes butt-naked to Anywhere. Continue reading Naked Japanese Biker Dudes
Me, Mice Elf And Sly
Shake your booties. Continue reading Me, Mice Elf And Sly
When I Heard It, I Didn’t Puke
In which Paul depukeinates a platter. Continue reading When I Heard It, I Didn’t Puke
The Mad Cat Laughed, Icarus Still Drowned
I feel conflicted when it comes to Syd Barrett The Madcap Laughs. Part of me thrills in horrid fascination at the tentative, … Continue reading The Mad Cat Laughed, Icarus Still Drowned
Eddie Allen Poe Was A Swinger
Eddie Allen Poe was a swinger. He loved to enjoy that good whiskey and chase them little ladies all over … Continue reading Eddie Allen Poe Was A Swinger
Dead Man Rawking
It’s old, it’s rock and there’s a skull on the cover – that’s pretty much all the careful reasoning I put … Continue reading Dead Man Rawking
Post-Coitalism
It’s funny how a general appreciation for certain bands ebb and flow. Thanks to Oliver Stone and Val Kilmer my generation … Continue reading Post-Coitalism
Standing On The Corner, Suitcase In My Hand
It is an interesting experience going back and listening to my older records, most of the time my views on ones … Continue reading Standing On The Corner, Suitcase In My Hand