Archive for August 2019
Your Boomtown Rats.
Bob Geldof displays qualities….drama, irresistibility, etc….in these live and promo performances.
Love My Way: The Psychedelic Furs.
Formed in 1977, The Psychedelic Furs, featuring lead Vocalist Richard Butler, became a seminal post-punk/new wave band in no time flat. This is their finest hour(s): Love My Way, written originally with the gay community in mind, is a masterpiece of inclusion/it’s OK-type compositions, not to mention…Pure Pop Wonderment is involved.
“π»ππ” πΎπππ.
Ween . Starting when Gene and Dean Ween—Aaron Freeman & Mickey Melchiondo—met, and, once initial-mutual-disliking formalities had duly run their course, found a common obsession, the band was off to the races. At that point, this “band” consisted of…Gene and Dean. And a Digital Audio Tape.
A mere decade passed in this fashion, with wildly eclectic, semi-crazed music more or less the result. A Ween “cult” grew. They did, in 1994 {now with a major label}, get a band together, with humanoid bipeds, and everything. They proceeded to do whatever the hell they wanted to; I, for one, am grateful they favored that direction. Some of the most epic live performances I’ve witnessed have been those of Ween.
Menu Brouhaha!
It all started innocently enough. Or, so it seemed. A certain Page, on a certain social media site, began offering a menu.
A certain brand of braggadocio began to manifest itself.
Swiftly accompanied by murmurs of dissent. Escalation was inevitable.
Perhaps it was the so-called “Hand-Skewering”. But a rather snide animus was upon us.
Pious-sounding auto-backslapping rhetoric was not met with approval, in certain…quarters. Ha!
The rest, is Silence.
The Burmese Ferret-Badger, of Burma 