I Like You, Morrissey, Live at Earls Court

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Wow in all this time, we see a good amount of people shuffle through here, it seems as though people enjoy the little blog we have going here... but the funny thing in all this time I have seen just a few comments from fellow bloggers. I am not one to bite the hand that feeds me, well I guess no ones really feeding me, so lets have some fun with this...

Reasons for not letting us know how were doing and leaving a comment...

A bit stuck on oneself and you really would do yourself if you could.
I Wanna Fuck myself - G.G. Allin - Doctrine of Mayhem .....buy it

You have a hard time with the English language.
Speak English or Die - S.O.D. - Live at Budokan .....buy it

Your all emo and your not sure if your gonna be around to see any comment on your comment.
Cutting - Ayria - Flicker .....buy it

You're a record industry type and are just scouting.
Kill the Music Industry - Cold - Year of the Spider .....buy it

So here is the deal, we (well mainly Tart) puts in a crud load of time and likes to hear from folks, let us know if you like what we're doing... THANKS!

So with Tart going all political-cide on me, I think I will clear up a few things as well... as much as she doesn't say she has a political agenda I would beg to differ. As for my alliance, I am neither a Republican or Democrat and actually consider my self a Libertarian (Yes I know throw away that vote) As much as I would agree with McCain choosing Palin because she has breastages, well she does, and lord knows that a good pair of breastages distracts a lot of people which can be good. Lets see, Nuclear war... pop those puppies out and distract the opposing side from the attack. Starving kids in Ethiopia (people if your still hungry move to where the food is for lords sake) well pop the tittens out and say, I WILL FEED YOU!!!! In essence breastages can be good.

So lets see am I for Sarah... well she does look good, and well fantasizing about doing the V.P. of one of the worlds most powerful nations... well that's just HAWT!

Anyway, I am NOT a supporter of Mr.Obama, as he has holes in some "stories" so I will begin with my tribute to him, followed by some good old fashioned tribute to Caribou Barbies with nice boobages everywhere!

Liar - Yngwie Malmsteen - Trilogy ..... buy it
Weak and Powerless - A Perfect Circle - Weak and Powerless CD single ..... buy it
The Most Wonderful Girl - Lords of Acid - Greatest Tits ..... buy it
Spotin' a Woody - Dangerous Toys - Dangerous Toys ..... buy it
Evil E what about sex? - Ice-T - O.G. Original Gangster ..... buy it

I'm trying very hard to not get too partisan on this here music blog; the Puppet Show and I never have any trouble at all finding common ground and sometimes agreeing to disagree when we are at odds. We're both generally uber-rational and only get more so when things get feisty, but I have to beg your indulgence here for a second while do some partisan romping. Regular programming will return in just a bit, I promise.

Actually I was fuming and fussing in my head for most of the day over "Caribou Barbie's" speech last night. I do give her kudos for making a hell of an impression on people! She gave a great performance. And I feel she will win many over. And in the interest of full disclosure I'm not much of a Democrat, honestly (Not to say I'm a Republican either, don't believe that for a second!) I do support Obama this time around out of desperation to stop what I see as some kind of death spiral in my country's political arena.

Now, before you go about crucifying me, yes, I agree, it is SO WRONG to criticize Sarah Palin for being a woman. And any comment about her family or her maternal duties are off limits, I agree. But I think it is fair to admit that she was chosen, in part because of her gender. So let's agree on that and enjoy the music.

Honestly, I was gonna leave Sarah alone today on the blog. But I had this song in my head all day and knew I'd find it on YouTube. Well, I found this instead, and it's oh so much better:


and just because I can't be subtle!

Ain't Nothin' But A Woman Robert Cray Strong Persuader ..... buy it

Crazy Woman Magic Slim and The Teardrops Black Tornado ..... buy it

Pipeline Stevie Ray Vaughn and Double Trouble Real Deal: Greatest Hits Vol. 2 ..... buy it

but do go over to Matthew's blog and hear a fantastic bit of folk music by James Yorkston. Yes, Song, by Toad has done it again and given us the kind of review that makes you want to not only hear the music but also just soak up as much of it as you possibly can. That, my friends, is good blogging, and one of the main reasons I began doing this.

And James Yorkston has given us thought-provoking, rich, melodic music with which to while away a gloomy fall day. It hit me perfectly between the eyes this afternoon and you just had to know about it! (Plus, I've always been a sucker for a red-headed Scot, now don't you get pervy on me, you know I mean musically!)

thanks Matthew, xoxoxo

Hear two tracks from James Yorkston's The Year of the Leopard on NPR, here
James Yorkston on MySpace
buy his NEW album, When the Haar Rolls In

Song, by Toad
photo credit: jethro*

I had to put up something to divert you all from that horrid picture of Bush down below (oh goddess, how I wish he was down below, and no, I don't mean below my desk right now, you pervs!). So, while traipsing through my files I've noticed a few of you have searched for my Dolly Parton cover of Stairway to Heaven (which I took down prematurely) and I just felt it needed re-airing. I'll add another track from that album so you know what Dolly should sound like too.

Plus I know how much Puppet Show loves it. :)

Stairway to Heaven mp3 Dolly Parton Halos and Horns

I'm gone mp3 Dolly Parton Halos and Horns

ok, the antidote is here:

Yes Puppet is alive, and doing very well, just sometimes life gets in the way of doing things that you want to do and you do what you HAVE to do. Plus I'm having a hard time with "topping" Tarts posts, since she is through in what she does...

Well after noticing her prep work on her future concerts (freakin concert going goody two shoes with extra cash pfffft) it got me to thinking, what was my first concert. Well this says a lot... Dio - Sacred Heart tour, in fact I think I still have the T-shirt somewhere. Well this was my first concert, though some of this information may have been a given to some of you, it was news to me... I got my own education in "concert edict".

First off general admission can suck ass, needless to say lets not bring up "The Who" in that comment. But being we were at the now torn down Toledo Sports arena I was safe from a mob converging on us as we entered into the arena.

Secondly you can sneak about anything into a concert if you try hard enough. We all know there will be some "herb" and some hard liquor making there way into a concert, but the crew that assembled the 5 ft bong before the show... whoa.

Thirdly, don't confuse the devil horns for the international symbol for "I love you" especially at a Dio concert... the man who originally brought you the devil horned salute (though Gene Simmons will tell you otherwise.)

Lastly go to a concert YOU want to go to. As I enjoyed Dio and his previous album ruled, Sacred Heart SUCKED ASS, that's just my humble opinion. I went cause my best friend was a Dio fan, and though it was a great show, I didn't know 3/4 of the songs they played so it was all new to me.

Anyway have some Dio just because, Starting off with a very nice line up of Ronnie James Dio, Yngwie Malmsteen, Stu Hamm, Greg Bissonette, Paul Taylor a definite who's who of 80's rock GODS! doing a tribute to Aerosmith "Dream on", followed up with "Don't Talk to Strangers".

Dream On Ronnie James Dio/Yngwie Malmsteen/Stu Hamm/Greg Bissonette/Paul Taylor - Tribute To Aerosmith: Not The Same Old Song And Dance

Don't Talk to Strangers - Dio Holy Driver

Buy Dio Stuff, cause YOU ROCK

*as a side note, a little while ago I posted up a song "Mr. Crowley" saying it was done by Ronnie James Dio, well thanks to my super sleuthing co-hort it has been deduced that the track was actually Yngwie Malmsteen and Tim "The Ripper" Owens off Bat Head Soup: A Tribute to Ozzy ...
Mr. Crowley is here for your interests (redo the tag after you get it, just because.)

(somehow you make me find all the covers tart, whats up with that)

As a side note... enjoy as I was looking for devil horn pictures I found this, and sorry, I HAD to laugh.

Here's some Gothic, Sci-Fi, Industrial synth-rock for your Tuesday and welcome back to school kiddies! Where's the Puppet Show been, you might have been wondering? He's busy behind the scenes, don't fret, my musical education has not floundered. I'm currently digesting Xymox, The Verve Pipe, Interpol and Ministry. Tomorrow I'm on to Ben Folds and The Wedding Present in preparation for upcoming shows! The Pup keeps me well informed on what he thinks I should be filling my ears with. But don't think I'm a blank slate either here. We do argue every now and then, and between you and me, I think he's coming around to my idea of actually labeling his mp3's in a coherent manner :)

There's a great post, (and pardon me for alerting you to it so late,) over on Troubled Souls Unite about how two people can hear a song so differently. I immediately thought of the Pup and I. Coming as we do from a history with different musical genres (he with metal and me with folk-rock) but overlapping as we do so much in taste and in just some sort of sense of what's good about music (not in a kind of snobbish, intrinsic, "there is a good kind of music" way, I think), he and I can often hear something and have totally different reactions to it. That's part of what keeps our conversations going, or what keeps me thinking about what he's said about a track long afterwards. I hear Depeche Mode in God Lives Underwater, he hears something completely different (I'll goad him to post on it by not telling you what I think he hears here! hahaha). Of course it helps that we both listen to almost all kinds of music regardless of our "first love."

Anyhoo, I'll leave you with two tracks from Xymox, a group I've not heard until today and at first blush I'm enjoying it immensely and I'll go out on a limb and say.... I'm hearing the Cure in here, and a little bit of, dare I say, INXS, without sounding offensive?

your student,
xoxoxo

Xymox (now going by the name of Clan of Xymox): website buy it there

It's Your Life mp3 Xymox Headclouds

Headclouds mp3 Xymox Headclouds

go with The Smiths. I'm up late too many nights wondering where my life is going, spending days doing useless things, and consoling myself that my mp3 hording, ... er hoarding, (edit: had to keep that typo in, it was toooo funny to hide! I mean, can you imagine a horde of mp3's coming your way? ha ha ha) is oh so much better than a drinking habit! So, at this point, being completely uninspired and uninterested in anything, I'm cocooning back into my warm and fuzzy hole with Morrissey and a rather odd song, lyrically. The closing track on The Queen Is Dead, features Marr's gorgeous guitar, layered over what can most generously be described as ridiculous lyrics.

From the ice-age to the dole-age
There is but one concern
I have just discovered :

Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers

Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers

As anthony said to cleopatra
As he opened a crate of ale :

Oh, I say :
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers

Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls are bigger than others
Some girls mothers are bigger than
Other girls mothers

Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
Send me the pillow ...
The one that you dream on ...
And Ill send you mine

By far, the most interesting interpretation of this song is from a website, which describes:

THE DIANA-MORRISSEY PHENOMENON

August 31, 1978:
19 year-old Steven Morrissey first meets guitarist Johnny Marr,
the one who will launch Morrissey's career several years later
by aggressively enlisting him to co-found a band: The Smiths.

August 31, 1997:
19 years to-the-day since Morrissey met guitarist Johnny Marr,
Princess Diana is killed under circumstances foreshadowed
in Morrissey's work, beginning with an album by The Smiths.

This same site takes a kind of Nostradamus take on Morrissey's career, mining his work for prophesy of Diana's death, finding similarities in album artwork, song lyrics; almost everything is fair game when it comes to predicting the tragic end of the beloved Princess. I found it creepy but also hugely entertaining, go see for yourself!

Now, what I take away from this conspiracy collection is that perhaps this song isn't about fat girls at all, as most other commentators have mused. I like his point that "big" can mean "famous" and having great social importance. And that folks, is indeed a new and refreshing point of view on these goofy lyrics, regardless of it's muddled source!

So, even though I've been burning the candle at both ends to stoke my self-inflicted misery, I'm finding insight in the oddest crevices of the nets! HA! Take that Rolling Stone!

Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others mp3 The Smiths: The Queen Is Dead

The dreamy verse at the end, sung so oddly is beautiful and sweet, a fitting end to this perfect album. If you must buy only one Smiths album (and for the love of all that is right in the world, buy two!) then let it be The Queen Is Dead.