By the time Van Halen’s debut went gold in 1978, Roth was squiring himself around Hollywood in a pearlescent black Mercedes SEL adorned with a giant skull and crossbones on the hood, complete with flames and a 24-karat gold-leaf tooth. “It was a statement of some sort,” he says. “I was a favorite of parking attendants all over town.
David Bowie Harlock is the go-to comparison and it’s starting to get played out. So from now on, I’m Diamond Dave Harlock all the way.
You know how certain vaudeville/Catskills/Broadway performers used to be the go-to archetype for “old showbiz”? DLR’s got a fantastic headstart on the arena-rock frontman as old-showbizzer, for real. He will be amazing when he’s 80.
Exist Yesterday.: Happy April 11: The Top Four 4:11 Songs In My (Admittedly Cloud-And-Other-Factors-Depleted) iTunes Library
4. Robin Thicke, “Sidestep”
3. Michael Jackson feat. Siedah Garrett, “I Just Can’t Stop Loving You”
2. Pulp, “Underwear”
1. Helium, “What Institution Are You From”
4. Kristin Hersh, “Sundrops” (the version on Strings)
3. Miss Kittin, “Play Me a Tape”
2. Sky Ferreira, “Everything is Embarrassing’
1. Bjork, “Human Behavior”
4. Magazine, “A Song from Under the Floorboards” (1980)
3. Frank Sinatra, “Lonely Town” (1957)
2. Outkast, “Hey Ya” (2003)
1. The Beach Boys, “Surf’s Up” (1973)
Accounting for the potential variations via vinyl rips, etc.:
4. Joe Bataan, “What Good Is a Castle, Pt. 1” (1975)
3. RAMP, “Daylight” (1977)
2. Kelis, “Caught Out There” (1999)
1. Missy Elliott, “The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)” (1997)
Mad Dog Vachon for Chicago Lake Liquors.
YES TO ALL OF THIS
Took me forever this morning to find this, an old comic I did about Margaret Thatcher. Certainly not an endorsement, I’ll just say for good measure.
The only way to top Thatcher sobbing pitifully after realizing the English Beat hate her is that last panel of a rodent-looking Botha just completely uncomprehending of the fact that he got insulted by 3rd Bass.
There’s an awful line in an otherwise very likable movie called Ratatouille— they make up a critic character and shove these words into his mouth: ”But the bitter truth we critics must face, is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so.“
Roger Ebert was a part of people’s lives for 46 years. He was in their papers. He was on their TV. He answered their questions on his blog— he tweeted at them. He was at festivals, and he threw his own festivals. Wherever people could be found, he would go to that place, to share his enthusiasm and disdain and everything else with people, wherever and whenever he could find them. For 46 years.
In the “grand scheme of things,” me personally, I think that matters a whole fucking lot.
I am going to change everything for you right here and to such a degree that I don’t even NEED to put this up on Facebook.
After tirelessly exposing my 1.5 year-old to music that I want to listen to and seeing what seemed to amuse, soothe, or subdue her, I have come up with the magic formula for a band intended for babies but strong enough for music snob parents. Here goes:
-Vocals high and waily. Mariah, disco, Roky Erickson as references.
-Guitar and bass fuzzed out, stomping, moronic riffs. Troggs, Rust Never Sleeps, Earth
-Drums robotic or skittering. Krautrock, trap muzik
Please someone make this dream come true and make everyone’s life a better place. I bet my brains this project will achieve its stated ends.
I’m no baby expert but maybe try these guys?
From: M. Harton (firstname.lastname@example.org )
Subject: Bootlegs for trade
Just putting these out there- Still looking for Printz v. United States, New York Times v. Tasini and anything from the 1985 term.
Disclaimer: Please remember these are BOOTLEG…
Still looking for the “Budokan Edit” version of Regents of the Univ. of Cal. v. Bakke, 438 U.S. 265, willing to trade Georgia v. Randolph, 547 U.S. 103 or the excerpt from Ford v. Wainwright, 477 U.S. 399 where Kate Bush sat in with the Chief Justice for “Them Heavy People”
I used to have that last one on lossless .flac but I burned it onto an unmarked blank CD like an idiot so I have no idea where it is now. (I had to make room on my portable external hard drive for the complete Godinez v. Moran sessions with the bonus disc of instrumentals and Pete Rock remixes.)