Summer is on the horizon, and Burnt Palms are just about the most perfect band to spend it with.
Textbooks don’t compare to living in the real world. Rock n Roll teaches you how to live.
[Oh my god! Ronnie Spector is singing to me!]
There’s a new Joey Ramone solo album out. I found I couldn’t listen to it, first five times I tried
He out-Lurkers the fucken’ Lurkers, you understand? Do you feel me? HE OUT-LURKERS THE FUCKEN’ LURKERS!
Who couldn’t relate to a stiff upper lyric like that?
The band’s name? Blowjob. My cool, cruel friends had told me it was because I blew down the recorder. Bastards.
The store where I bought the record called it “Redneck Ramones”.
Great rock music has less to do with ‘skill’ and ‘talent’ and more to do with a person’s ability to use music as an artistic medium.
I’m no music nerd, but I know enough to know In The Red isn’t a dog’s breakfast of musical styles.