Pretty Good Dance Moves, "Leave Me Alone"

"If you don't leave me alone, I will find somebody who will."

Haven't we all been there?

pgd

The Beach Boys, "Johnny Carson"

Celebrate Hallowe'en With Rawles Balls

Primal Scream, "Star Fruit Surf Rider"

The Lemonheads, "Gonna Get Along Without You Now"

The Emperors, "Karate"

Either the sax player is totally wasted or he slept through the first two minutes of a 3-minute song.

How the Sausage Is Made...

Rawles Balls in Bushwick

Tomorrow @ 2 PM

bushwick - maria hernandez park

Part of huggabroomstock '08

Celebrities At Their Worst: Sylvester Stallone

In Honor of Robin Trower's Recent Appearance @ BB King's

A: Dude, fuck man. I don’t know…but you gotta hear this Page boot.
B: Tell me about it. I’ve got it here.
A: It’s raging.
B: Raging. Endless madness….I was there.
A: Total tear, man.
B: Dude, its one the greatest displays of guitar in the history of rock and roll.
A: I know, man
B: And I was there.
A: I didn’t dose that night, but a lot of my friends were on acid that night.
B: Oh, I was flipping. I was FLIPPING on doses.
A: Yeah?
B: I was out of control on acid.
A: (laughing)
B: Dude it was the insane. It was beyond words insane.
A: Alright, stack that against Robin Trower at the Coach House.
B: Honestly?
A: Yeah.
B: Honestly….here’s what it is. How it breaks down. I’ll just tell you right now. Ritchie Blackmore put on the most insane guitar display that I probably will ever see. At the Rainbow. Pat Travers was backing him up. I doubt I will ever see anything close to that. David Gilmour, 83, his solo tour down in Irvine. And also in 87 Pink Floyd is second. So you can imagine how hard they went off. And Page is third. And…uh….but really it’s hard to say, they’re just…all three. I caught’em, all three, just going off so fucking hard, man, that it’s just my own personal style. Blackmore took the cake. Gilly 2nd, Page 3rd, Trower 4th, dude. Fucking, I would describe Robin Trower as power. Just serious one noting you to the ground with a fuckin’ jackhammer. Shitting these gnarling, bending, twisting notes. Screaming wah-wah pedal. Just fuckin blazing through your ears. Just “wahooo-AAAAHHHH” Feedback, just searing your mind, bro. I mean, dude, Trower was beyond words insane. Gilmore, dude….The only way I can describe Gilmour is this: listen to “Dogs,” listen to the solo“Dogs.” You know the song?
A: Fuck yeah!
B: I’d imagine. Listen to that solo on “Dogs” and times it by like ten or twenty and turn up the volume by like fifty. And that’s kinda what I’m talking about. To where he hits that “WAAAHPP-WAAAHPP.” You know that one part I’m talking about?
A: Ye..Yeah!
B: That….Dude, he was flowing that shit, man. Doing loopdee-loops, man. Just solos that came out of nowhere that you weren’t even expecting. You know what I’m saying?
A: Yeah…
B: To where….like he’ll be throwing you fuckin’ loops and curveballs and screwballs and you’ll be expecting this sound and he’ll come off with something totally off the wall. And fuckin’ just…I mean he was just…he was bending those strings, fuckin’, ripping, just this slow teeth grinding, fuckin’….fuckin’…his face was like so….INTENSE. I mean his feet…Dude, I don’t know if he moved his feet once, bro. I mean to tell you the truth, honestly he didn’t, he just stood there but …but the look on his face, he was just “ROOOAAARR.” Just, oh dude, shhhh. Fuck man, I’ll never forget….83, I’m front row. Literally, front row. His rhythm guitarist is Mick Ralphs. Fuckin’, Mott the Hoople and Bad Company.
A: Ye..Yeah!
B: They fuckin stare…they face each other off, trading off solos. And this wasn’t....this was ad-libbed, this wasn’t staged and I know cause I was trippin on acid, I sensed it. I was there. Mick Ralphs takes off his guitar, dude. Keep in mind this is Mick Ralphs, he’s a legend in his own right, dude. Fucking Mott the Hoople and Bad Compnay. I mean there you have it.
A: I know….
B: He fuckin’ takes off his guitar, dude, lays it down in front of David Gilmour, bro. Fuckin’ bows, shakes his hand, shakes his head simultaneously, mumbling to himself, “oh, my god” turns around and walks off the stage. David Gilmour turns, cause David just blew him away, to where it was like “oh, my god” I cannot play another note. It’s exactly what Mick Ralphs was thinking. That’s exactly the respect he paid. I cannot pick up my guitar again. He fuckin’ lays down his guitar, shook his head, shook Gilly’s hand, turned around, walked off the stage, just like…blown away. Just like everybody in the whole FUCKIN’ place was blown away. His own musicians were blown away, dude. Gilmour turned around, dude. Came to the edge of the stage, dude, bolted out the INSANE fuckin’….it sounded like a helicopter was landing. I don’t know how he got that fuckin’sound effect, dude. I mean I know he’s got some gimmicks and shit, but this stuff came out of left field, bro. I don’t know where this shit came from. I thought…I thought a fuckin’ helicopter was landing on my head. Fuckin’ “BOOM…CHH…CHHH….CHHHICKKA, BOOM…CHH…CHHH….CHHHICKKA” Fuckin’ “WAAAAAA”
A: OH, DUDE!
B: Fuckin’ lasers shot off from behind my head and hit this mirriored reflector below his picks. Below his fuckin’…ah…ah…right below his bottom string he had this little mirrored reflector. And then fuckin’…then the lasers synonymous with the fuckin’ helicopter sounds were machine gunning off his fuckin’ mirror on his guitar.
A: Oh…man!
B: It was like “CH…..CH.... CH…..CH.... CH…..CH” And how fast they were going and how fast they….
A: And you were trippin on acid? Fuck!
B: Dude! I was…not trippin. I was FLIPPING on acid. And then....there….there… there were two…there were two lasers coming from either side that were connecting to the same spot on the guitar and they were both machine guns with little spaces in between. And the exact speed of the sound of the helicopter was exactly how fast the…the…machine…the lasers were shooting.
A: Yeah?
B: And then it got faster and faster “CH…..CH.... CH…..CH.... CH…..CH” and the fuckin’ machine guns “ BUP…. BUP…. BUP…. BUP…. BUP…. BUP” And then he just broke out, cranked on the wah-wah “WAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!” Just fuckin’…OH my GOD! I lost it. I….I….I lost it. Then I saw him in 87 with Floyd. Huh! Sorry!! Gilly’s the master….And then I told you about Blackmore, dude. In 1980. Thirteen years ago. Smoked. Just blazed beyond words, bro. He had….he was possessed. That was not a human being I saw that night.
A: Oh my god! I can imagine, dude.
B: Seriously.
A: Fuck, I gotta go to practice.
B: Dude, right on bro.
A: I’ll call you later
B: OK, bye.
A: Late.

The Carpenters, "Home for the Holidays"

The Incredible Casuals, "It's Christmas Time"

IC

Starflyer 59, "Old"

Air Supply, "Goodbye"

Olivia Tremor Control, "The Princess Turns the Key to Cubist Castle"

Happy Halloween from Porter Wagoner

Mick Ronson, "Hey Grandma"

The Godfather of Rock and Roll Songs:

Barry Dworkin, "Rock and Roll Dreams'll Come Through"

Central Services

Since Memorial Day, when we cited Michael Kamen's Brazil score as an all-time classic, the thing has been popping up everywhere. The idea to use Ary Barroso's song was Gilliam's; so, perhaps he should get co-credit for its present popularity.

In addition to the song appearing in commercials for credit cards, allergy medications and the like, the actual cue from the establishing shot of Sam Lowry's office at Central Services has turned up in the trailers for Sicko, The Bee Movie, and Wall-E.

Art Adams, "Rock Crazy Baby"

Big Balls

A.C.

"The Internet Is Gay" | "Jack Kevorkian Is Cool"


-- From I Like It When You Die (1997)

Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch v. A Tribe Called Quest

At the dawn of the 90's, two of hip-hop's biggest names remixed Lou Reed's "Walk on the Wild Side". We all know whose version moved more units, but whose version is better?

Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch, "Wildside"

Who makes better use of Lou's bass line?
	Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch
	A Tribe Called Quest

A Tribe Called Quest, "Can I Kick It?"

ABC, "The Look of Love"

Fuck...I'm Dead, "Horrendous Bowel Evacuation"

From the split album with Engorged

Grant Hart, "2541"

Can, "Vitamin C"

Workout with the Governator

It was the unforgettable spring of 1983...Ms. Pacman struck a blow for women's rights, a young Joe Piscopo taught us how to laugh, and Arnold Schwarzenegger had just won our hearts as that lovable scamp Conan the Barbarian. Clearly, he figured his next step should be cutting a workout record.

Save The Overtime For Me - Gladys Knight & The Pips
Don't Stop Believin' - Journey
867-5309/Jenny - Tommy Tutone
Let Your Body Rock - Champaign
Love Not War - Michael Case Kissel
Think I'm In Love - Eddie Money
I'm So Proud - Deniece Williams
It's Raining Men - The Weather Girls
Burning For You - Blue Öyster Cult

The Styrenes, "In C"

1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10.



The legendary Cleveland band takes on Terry Riley.

Albert Kuvezin & Yat-Kha, "Love Will Tear Us Apart"

y-k

Rawles Balls World Premiere

Rawles brought the noise on Wednesday night at Galapagos. Though he didn't sing, he did unveil his latest composition, Holland Tunnel^{Rush Hour}, with the help of Travis Just from Object Collection.

Albert Ayler, "Our Prayer"

Alan Copeland Singers, "Mission Impossible Theme/Norwegian Wood"

1969 Grammy Award Winner for Best Contemporary Pop Performance, Chorus

The Adolescents, "Do the Eddie"

A.R.E. Weapons, "Hey World"

Alex Chilton

"The EMI Song (Smile For Me)" | "Sugar, Sugar/I Got the Feelin' (Heavy Medley)"

386 DX, "Rape Me"

ABBA, "Intermezzo No. 1"

18th Dye

"Dive" | "Only Burn"

5ive Style, "Deep Marsh"

3 Young People, "Here Comes the Sun"

From Duplex Planet's 1996 CD The Talent Show:

...captured, in all its sonically-challenged splendor, an evening's, um, entertainment at the local church hall, and the version presented herein of Beatle George's "Here Comes The Sun" (especially the mid-song panic of a drum solo) is alone worth the price of admission. -- Gary Gold

2 Timers, "Now That I've Lost My Baby"

from Shake Some Action, Volume 7

You Don't Wanna Be Starting Something In Steam City

L. Ron Hubbard, "March of the Psychlo"

More...

Ahmad Jamal, "Stolen Moments"

From 1970's The Awakening

The Pogues, "Sally MacLennane"

Maureen & the Meatpackers, "Zip Zip"

Maureen and the Meatpackers were the intermediary stage between me just walking on at the folk club with whoever I could find, literally, to come up and sing, and the Soft Boys. I'd get James A. Smith to come and dress up in shorts and put a black box over his head. Another time we got him to stand there naked except for a pair of combination trousers. And there were Paul and Anst, who were living in the house, and me and Rosalind. We did some of Paul's songs and some of mine and one they all wrote together which I didn't have a hand in called 'Keith Lives In Austria, He Wears Leather Shorts'! We did a few oldies.

We did 'Chapel Of Love', 'I Love You, Eddie'. What happened was Paul decided to go off and work in a theatre group in London and the Meatpackers didn't get anywhere - it wasn't even called Maureen and the Meatpackers, it was called Robyn Hitchcock's Worst Fears. I made a tape of it. I got through a few rhythm sections I borrowed from James A. Smith during the drought and I got the Soft Boys started. Anst and Rosalind did a few little bits together in the folk clubs; Anst would recite a Victorian poem and Rosalind would dress up in a guardsman's uniform and gallop around the stage. They did a great version of 'Born Too Late' with sandpaper and they got me and Andy to do the backups on 'Wish I Had My Baby'. Rosalind devised the name Maureen and the Meatpackers. The last gig they did was at a folk club in Ely where Rosalind won a birthday cake. It never happened again, but when we first met Pat Collier through Mike Alway, Pat had this deal whereby he'd play demo tapes for Stiff and I'd written 'Queen Of Eyes' and 'Have A Heart, Betty' which we changed to 'Have A Heart, Dennis'. Rosalind and Anst did the lead vocal. It was classic Pat Collier four-track jangly mixes with all the bass and drums on one channel and masses of guitar - with Rosalind and Anst really wailing away. Naturally Stiff couldn't take anything as good as that and probably plumped for some guy sticking his bottom out and wearing a porkpie hat! Nothing became of that. We were going to release it, but Armageddon just faded away. The rest is history. So I've got all this, but last time I played it for Rosalind she said "Oh God, we can't possibly put that out!" The whole thing is being held prisoner, waiting for her to do a record cover. So if she sees this in print it might shame her into doing it. -- Robyn Hitchcock, forced exposure #13

The Most Miraculous Christmas Ever

1. Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
2. You Better Be Good
3. Suspicious Toys
4. Hang Me From the Christmas Tree
5. Christmas in the U.K.
6. Clash City Santa
7. The Baby Jesus
8. Christmas Jones
9. Talk a Walk on the Christmas Side
10. Waiting For Santa Clause
11. Rough Toys
12. Egg Nog (Rap Style Skit)
13. Throwin' Up
14. It's Just Like Christmas Eve
15. S.A.N.T.A.
16. Reindeer Poontang
17. Walking At North Pole
18. Auld Lang Syne
19. Holiday Gift Ideas
20. Santa Claus Is Coming to Town (Reprise)
21. Run, Run Rudolph
22. Cold No. Pole Sun