musings on green room

So I got a chance to watch the Green Room movie everyone's been buzzing about. It definitely is a helluva good movie - raw, intense and lots of gore (though truth be told, I get kind of squeamish at the sight of things like half-severed appendages and gutting and so…

give us stabb, don't give us death

It was quite a sad thing to learn of John Stabb's passing on Sunday. I'm not in any position to eulogize Stabb - I never knew the man, don't have any personal anecdotes about him to share and have not kept tabs on what he's been doing the last 25…

paul weller stamp

Speaking of The Jam and Paul Weller. Now that we've rightfully got Harriet Tubman on the 20 dollar bill, can we please make this happen also ... Paul Weller on a postage stamp. Sweet Paul Weller art by an undisclosed young artist from Catlin Gabel school…

opening tracks that hit me over the head

Not necessarily the best songs or my favorite songs but songs that made a lasting impression on me when I was in my early punk discovery days. [editor's note: let's see how the Spotify playlist thing works for this.] The Jam - Modern World Yes, The Jam. If The Jam…

on punk t-shirts

Let's face it. The discovery of obscure bands with hard-to-get records and titles that ran the gamut from irreverent to profane was personally gratifying. But nothing proclaimed punk rock credibility as much as wearing a t-shirt with one of those bands on display for the world to see. It signaled…

scoring big boys no matter how long lp

So I stopped by 2nd Avenue Records for Record Store Day 2016 and was happy to pick up the Big Boys No Matter How Long The Line Is At The Cafeteria, Theres Always A Seat! record, which is quite a mouthful for a record title. Sure, this is only the…

taxes is the reason

As I was knee-deep in taxes during the week, this adaptation of the Misfits classic Bullet was playing on endless loop in my head ... Taxes is the reason that the president's dead!…

Killroy revisited

In my epic post on getting to my first show I mentioned Killroy at the RAR in 1984 and the Believe in the Ruins 12" EP I picked up while there. In retrospect, I had a difficult time reconciling some things about the record: On later listen it sounded nothing…

welcome to the show

I might've mentioned that when I was coming up there was no World Wide Web that we know and hold dear in these here modern times, right? I'll likely say this in every other post because 1) I have no memory and 2) I'm a surly old punk and 3)…

records that got away

From the early years when I spread my trove of records across various and sundry friends' homes through the college years - when the impracticality of moving a bunch of filled crates each year was compounded with the inanity of doing so without having a record player - my record…