Never Mind The Sellouts


What the fuck what the fuck what the fucking fuck?!!!! Are you fucking kidding me?!!! Can you believe this? Can I believe in anything? The band that brought punk to the masses, and spit in the face of conformity and consumerism has become the very thing it (and I) hates. The Sex Pistols put their fucking name on the Virgin Mastercard. Once symbols of freedom and rebellion these iconic images are now the face of coorporate control and blood sucking debt.


I’m so offended by this. These were the guys who taunted the queen of England, and literally stalked a boat she was riding on for some bullshit celebration. I believe the word “jubilee” was actually associated with it. Anyway, The Sex Pistols floated behind the queen  playing God Save Queen “her facist regime”; the regime that allows the queen and her family to live in luxury from the taxes taken from its people; some of whom can barely afford to feed themselves. Yeah the boat thing happened. Look it up.

So, they’ve gone from attacking an institution that is a burden on its people, to supporting and profiting from an institution that is not only a burden, but preys on the poor, under-educated and desperate.

And, here’s what really hits me hard about this. There are not too many things in this world that have a profound meaning, or inspire me. I grow pretty jaded as I get older, but one thing I always hold on to is the defiant anti establishment spirit of rock n’ roll. The intangible freedom those of us who know feel in the depths of our being that is so far removed from any marketing strategy or profit and loss sheet. That sacred place for me is now sullied. This is even worse than Green Day accepting a rock n’roll hall of fame induction. At least that was pointless and really didn’t hurt anyone. Credit cards ruin people’s lives for fuck sake!

I mean we always knew they (established financial controllers of everything on this Earth) were winning, but at least there was an illusion that the counter culture was putting up a fight. Who takes up the mantle now, Ed fucking Sheeren?!!

God damn it, I could go on and on, but rather I’ll just end with a few spurts of whatthefuckatudes, and try and move forward into the never ending soulless void. This really sucks.

Most unpunk rock thing ever

Fuck Mastercard, Virgin Airlines, Johnny Rotten, and Richard Branson.

Never Mind The Sellouts

Rock is dead


Wish I was There

Led Zeppelin, Denmark, 1969, How Many More Times. This is definitely an “I wish I was there” moment for me. This was one of their very first performances, and I love this snapshot of the band. It’s barebones. Just them, their instruments and a sparse crowd who has no idea what to do with them. They really have to work for it here, and that adds so much excitement. And, yes I do love the black and white. Very fitting for the haunting nature of the first (my favorite) album.

Next may be a big left turn for some, but I came across this Cyndi Lauper video a couple of months ago, and I think it’s great. For most of my life I thought of her as just another pop star from the eighties. What I’ve come to find out is that she wrote very personal songs with a great degree of earnesty, and passion. Here she was a true rock star who let it all out there, embracing her own unusualness. It might not be for everyone, but if you’re not into the song at least FF to 4:40 and watch from there. Money Changes Everything:

Save Me by Queen, Live in Montreal. Ignore the tight white pants and creepy mustache and enjoy one of the great vocal performances in rock history. Geez, this guy was good. And, it’s just him and the band, no assistance necessary. Notice Brian May starts off on piano then switches seamlessly with Freddie when it’s time to shred a little. Musicianship, can you still get that nowadays?

Music can be powerfully affective on oneself. Throughout my life it has continued to be a great source of awe and inspiration. Tonight I came across three such pieces of inspiration I wanted to share. As always I hope you enjoyed your time here, and I graciously welcome your return.

Until next time,

I Give Good Tube

Today I thought I’d share a few of my favorite music/you tube moments because why not. Hint- If your on an ipad or possibly other mobiles tap the bottom left corner of the display instead of the big red play icon. Why? Because Word Press. Anyway, have fun.

First up, What Can I Do by The Black Belles. They look like the unholy spawn of Morticia Adams and Courtney Love, but are really a bless-ed discovery of Jack White. The song is is just as cool as the accompanying video. Plus it’s black and white retro, so naturally I approve. Enjoy:

Keeping with the the campy retro theme, Roxy Roller by Suzi Quatro is up next. Just a great toe tapper, and soooooo seventies. Awkward alert tho. Check out the hair on that one guy. Also, I’m pretty sure the original was sung by a guy named Nick Glider, but his voice is so over the top feminine that it freaks me out. Anyway, I like this version, and all it’s awkwardness much better:

A few years ago Tenacious D did a killer cover of Squeeze Box at a tribute show for The Who. Jack Black is so good here, but remember, this is not the greatest song in the world. This is just a tribute:

I hope everyone enjoys these just as much as I do. How about you? Are you hoarding away any precious you tube gems? Well, quit being so greedy m’fer, and share with the rest of us.

Until we blog again,

What Dreams May Come- Starring Robin Williams as Billy Joel

note: The video may not play off the reader, but does play off my site. Links are on the bottom of this post. Oh, Word Press.

I’ve heard that dreams are the brain’s way of figuring out conflicts, questions or random unresolved thoughts. Well, early this morning I was lucky enough to have a dream figure something out that has recently been dancing around in my cerebellum…. Or is it cerebrum? Doesn’t matter.

Anyway, in my dream I’m at a Billy Joel concert in the front row. Billy’s one of my favorite artists, so that’s not weird at all. It’s the end of the show, and he’s cleaning up the stage which is definitely weird. What’s even weirder is that it’s not Billy Joel. It’s Robin Williams (the late comedian/actor), but my dream self is recognizing him as Billy Joel. The crowd has thinned out, and it’s quiet enough that I’m having a conversation with him, asking for one more song. He asks which one. I have one in mind, but I can’t remember the title exactly. I speed sing it trying to remember. I get to the chorus, and I go “Oh! Everybody Loves You Now!” At that Robin/Billy nods, walks away, and I wake up.

Such a quick interaction, but so significant to me. While I’ve always been a huge Billy Joel fan, I’ve only just mildly appreciated Robin Williams’s talent. It’s only after his death that it’s been brought to my attention how amazing he really was. So, I think what my dream was trying to do was show me Robin Williams in the same esteemed place that I see Billy Joel in. And also, the song “Everybody Loves You Now ” kind of sums up one of the strange things that can happen to famous people. And, for me in the dream, the song also represented how peoples’ attitudes towards you are always kinder after you die. That’s the real sad part. How Robin Williams was depressed to the point of suicide, and did he have any inkling how much he was loved and revered? Maybe he did. Maybe he didn’t. Maybe it wasn’t enough.

I also think the significance of the song has to do with the similar talent and realness of both men. The album that I know “Everybody Loves You Now” from is called “Songs in the Attic”. It’s a live album with some of Billy Joel’s most personal and well crafted songs expertly performed with the idea of serving only the song and it’s art. Similarly, at his best Robin Williams was also serving only his art and craft. His characters in Good Morning Vietnam, Dead Poets Society, and Good Will Hunting are the embodiment of this. So, I think the dream’s purpose was to help me recognize how amazing he was because somehow I had forgotten. Pretty cool, but pretty sad as well.

I hope you liked the you tube clip. I think it’s the exact performance from the album. Sorry about the ad at the beginning, but I couldn’t find one without it. Also, it doesn’t have the other songs it lists at the beginning, but if you like the first one, just get the album. It’s really great music, and obviously has had a lasting impression on me. As much as I love music, not much of it really gets to me emotionally like “Songs n the Attic”.

So, dream on, and thanks for stopping by.
Everybody Loves You Now – You Tube