Monthly Archives: April 2004

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Post-apocalyptic

    "What will tourists think of a habitat of denuded trees with desperate, starving koalas roaming the damaged landscape?"

Sounds like a children's version of Mad Max.

More, here.

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Welcome, to 1990!

The iPod is in a grungy mood this morning. The last seven songs were:

  • The Fastbacks: "Beaujolais' The Beat", from the great Estrus "Half Rack" compilation
  • Nirvana - "In Bloom", from Nevermind
  • Nirvana - "Spank Thru", from the "Sub Pop 200" compilation
  • Led Zeppelin - "Bron-Yr-Aur", from Physical Graffiti
  • Dickless - "Saddle Tramp", from Sub Pop's "The Grunge Years"
  • The Wrens - Thirteen Grand, from The Meadowlands*
  • Sonic Youth - Silver Rocket, from Daydream Nation

It's like being in college again, but without the unappreciated lack of responsibility.

OK, a few songs past that, and it's played another Sonic Youth song from Daydream Nation (the perfect SY album, IMO), another Nirvana song, and a song from my first college band, a grungy little rock combo that played a few Nirvana, Sonic Youth and Mudhoney songs.

I think it's trying to tell me something.

* Sure, The Wrens song is a new one, but it fits right in with its neighbors.

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Yuk

I normally avoid Lileks because I find his politics obnoxious. But, when he avoids politics, he can be clever and funny (at the same time!). Oh, why can't we all just get along?

Anyway, here he is going over recipies from the 50's: Gallery of Regrettable Food. Some of these things are truly horrific, like Mashed Potato Surprise, which he describes thusly:

    Okay, here we go. It's “Mashed Potato Surprise.” The recipe calls for a special kind of mushrooms: canned mushrooms. Which you feed to the dog. The trick is get him to throw up right in the middle of the mashed potatoes.

Enjoy.

Make Your Own Classic Rock Station!

Variety

I've been paying attention for the past 33 years, and I'm pretty sure if I was to visit any "classic rock" station I would find a shelf with these CDs, and very few others:

That there is just about all you need to run your own Classic Rock (!!!!) radio station.

Some of those, like .38 Special and Molly Hatchet, would only be needed for a single song (ex. "Hold On Loosely", "Flirting With Disaster"); and most of the others would only use a small handful of songs.

I grit my teeth and curse my rotten life every time I Turn It Up!, but I can't help it - now that our local NPR station is into their 1/4ly fundrasier, I have to listen to something else and I'd rather listen to the same 100 20-year-old songs on our local Home of Classic Rock than sit through even a minute of any of the rest of the crap I can find on my car radio: teeny-bopper dance stuff or country ballads.

Today someone called to request Led Zeppelin's "Black Dog". Uh... Duh? ... of course they're gonna play that. If you know enough to know which station would honor that request, you have to know that they play once it every fuckin 2 hours. People amaze me.

"Hey, could you guys play a really loud ad for a local car dealer ?"
"Right on, man! We'll get that right up for you. Who plays the best Classic Rock and Car Dealer ads?"
"Rock 69!"
"Rock on!"