Category Archives: Musings

as if bloated intellectualism hadn’t always swayed in the dark while proclaiming it the light


“Just Make It Stop” from Low
“You Can Probably Find It in Norfolk” from Barrow
“Go To Sleep, Mess” from Day Joy
“Tangled Up In Nets” from Eric & Magill
“Johnny” from Automatic Children
“Violence Out Tonight” from Little Comets
“Actress” by Steady Sun
“Sorry” from Gypsy & the Cat
“Linens” from Water Liars

“We’re all meant for something good” from David Lee

that saying concerning believing none of what you hear

“Chateau” (Mickey Remix) from Housse De Racket
“Gliss” from I Am Oak
“Afria Talks To You” from Delicate Steve
“Take Me Out To The Coast” from WATERS
“Ghost Ship” from Christopher Paul Stelling
“The Line The Lie” from Lost Leaders
“Harmonie” from Oxia
“All Outta Love” from Lonesome Savages
“Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings” from Father John Misty
“Resuscitate” from Wintersleep

Van Halen:: Roth or Hagar

Over the weekend I found myself involved with the age old question concerning what was better – Roth era VH or Hagar era.   Let me start by saying while its all a matter of personal opinion there would surely be no Van Halen without Eddie.  Having said that, I prefer the Roth stuff, but I do appreciate the Hagar era as well. With the Roth material especially, this was a time before Rock ‘n’ Roll began to doubt itself and if there were any implications of insecurity in song, it was always insecurity overcome.  While they both liked their leg kicks, David went higher with his patented spread eagle and also took the crown for most flamboyant (see his outfits in the videos). They were both all about the ladies, the party, good times, and late nights, but Roth was sleazier and wasn’t talking about love, while Sammy talked a lot about love. Still Roth did find himself caught on the barbs of amour as he himself noted with lines like – “A man needs love to live, I’m the livin’ proof” on ‘So This Is Love’ from the 1981 album, Fair Warning.  Also of note is that with Hagar VH got a second guitar player and during this period we hear more keyboards. Nothing solved here, I know. Perhaps we can say the Hagar era was a slightly more mature and evolved take on things, whereas the Roth stuff was generally more sensory and wrapped up in the naughty frills of the temporal. Either way, they both look like they were having a lot of fun during their tenures.

Always one more, you’re never satisfied, though be prepared for some volume changes.

Ain’t Talkin’ ‘Bout Love (David)

5150 (Sammy)

Unchained (David)

Summer Nights (Sammy)

Jamies Cryin (David)

Best Of Both Worlds (Sammy)

Running With The Devil (David)

Great Escapes

Sometimes I muse over great escapes to far away lands, but no place seems far enough away in 2010. “Progress” has made a once big world seem claustrophobic, and furthermore, modernity has solved none of humanity’s fundamental problems while simultaneously extinguishing the exotic.  Step aboard the endless story of smaller, better, faster, smaller, more powerful, better, and even more powerful.    I just can’t help but think there must be something missing.

The pitfalls of overhype

At some point it might be of good cause to examine the relevancy of ideas as posited by the immense peanut galleries of repeaters, high-fivers, and other sheep like movements that lead us so boisterously into meaninglessness. We’ve seen the politicians they praise as well as the wars they used to be so against when it was popular to voice such opinions.  Moreover, a band worth its salt doesn’t need to be oversold and surely those with discernment will look back at our age and see the annihilation of the counter-culture, not the counter-culture coming to fruition. This is the great hoax of our era.  Throughout history transcendent ideas and remarkable art have been the results of headstrong individualism not blind kowtowing.

Its hard to find meaning in the absence of redemption

Glen Campbell:: Country Boy and tales from the illustrious highway

I like to tell my suitors that the first step in beginning to overcome personal demons, and we all have them, is to first let them surface and admit they exist. From there I am often met with more than a few tales that come close to making me cringe. Still, the exercise allows one to gain some momentum towards parity with the demons.

I get the news I need on the weather report.

Summer and never seeing you again

The other day, I realized that I had yet to engage my typical freewheelin’ summer attitude. The winter doldrums left me impaled with unquenched desire coupled with the tragic caveat of no direction. I’m due to shed a few layers of psychic debree, …destroy some walls and build anew for a more efficient and fanciful predicament. Really, I just need to stop following politics and the subsequent mass of outrageous lies propped up by a media that tends towards the “least likely” conclusion over the obvious truths. The founding fathers were against professional politicians; now, that is all we have in this land. On another note, I’m sure gas will be $4+ in no time again, and we’ll have six million excuses and no idea why.

Aren’t we all disgusted with telemarketing?

I can unequivocally state that I have never met one person who appreciates telemarketing calls. These days I receive them on my cell phone, and they are generally calls about some expiring warranty that I never had in the first place, or some credit help I haven’t requested. I don’t know where these people get our numbers, though my suspicion is that they get the info from our credit card companies. Perhaps our so inspired government can do something that really benefits us all and finally make telemarketing illegal. No one likes this s**t and it is always some kind of scam.

this is the latest number that called me:

Spring or Summer is upon Us

All winter long I dealt with cabin fever by escaping to the city as much as possible. Over the weekend, a rare 98 degree day with no humidity hit with the resulting force of outdoor barbecues featuring London Broil, the roar of Bike Week, and other amenities. Needless to say, I’m back in paradise remembering why I moved to a remote little town off the coast where the music is as mediocre as expected. After the summer I’m planning to head back to the city for good, whether that be LA or NYC. We will see where the muse lurks.

Who is the DMCA helping by taking down Alela Diane and Telepathe from this site?

Last week, I received my second Digital Millennium Copyright Act (DCMA) take down notice from Google regarding a post on Telepathe that was up for only a few days. The post consisted of tour dates and a Lauren Flax remix that were both sent to me by Telepathe’s N. American record company, with the purpose that I might publish them up on my site (notice can be seen below). I immediately talked to my contact at Telepathe’s label here in the states, and was informed they had nothing to do with the action. Of course, I didn’t think Telepathe’s label wanted this stuff taken down, because they sent it to me.

A month prior, I had an Alela Diane post taken down in a similar manner. The Alela Diane post included a song from her latest album (supplied by her N. American record company, sent directly to me) and tour dates removed by the DMCA.

By the time Google sends a notice, said posts have already been deleted and cannot be retrieved. I have no recourse with these takedowns, even though they’re frivolous and most harmful to the artists. I don’t blame Google; they don’t want to be sued so they deal with these issues in the simplest manner available by removing suspected posts entirely.

I have never knowingly posted anything illegal on this site. There are plenty of places to steal entire albums and anything else under the sun on the internet. Not Here.

The DMCA seems to be helping the same folks who historically have benefitted from that sinister combination of lawyers and music, and it isn’t the artists. In fact, the history of rock and pop music is a long and sordid tale of artist abuse at the hands of record company and management. I remember as a young music buck having a Maximum RockNRoll, and on the cover was a man holding a gun in his mouth with a caption reading, “Some Of Your Friends Are Already This Fucked.” The relevant feature was an article with Steve Albini on how many ways artists get screwed by major labels.

That was a long time ago, but I’m not sure how much has changed when fans are being sued, and Alela Diane and Telepathe are having quite legal features being taken down. Surely someone would have fallen in love with these artists.

Parasites & Sycophants will be moving to its own domain very soon, before this whole site and its thousands of posts are removed.

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Stooges guitarist Ron Asheton passes on

Ron Asheton, the guitarist and bassist for The Stooges, was found dead today at 60. Asheton’s body was discovered on a sofa, and appeared to have been dead for at least several days. Asheton was a founder member of The Stooges, along with his brother Scott Asheton, Dave Alexander and frontman Iggy Pop.

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