Archive for the 'Rock and Roll' Category

27
Oct
10

Drive-By Truckers – The Three Great Alabama Icons

Paul "Bear" Bryant

George Wallace

Ronnie Van Zant

30
Sep
10

Rock ‘n’ Roll Ta-Tas and Naughty Bits

Ripe Melons and the Jimi Hendrix Experience

Blondie's Coked-Up Gash Flash


27
Jul
10

Elvis Presley RRReal Fucking High on Drugs!!!

14
Jul
10

Pixies – Hey (Live in studio 1988)

“Hey”

hey
been trying to meet you
hey
must be a devil between us
or whores in my head
whores at my door
whores in my bed
but hey
where
have you
been if you go i will surely die
we’re chained

uh said the man to the lady
uh said the lady to the man she adored
and the whores like a choir
go uh all night
and mary ain’t you tired of this
uh
is
the
sound
that the mother makes when the baby breaks
we’re chained

13
Jul
10

Corporate Paternalism: The 2001 Clear Channel Memorandum

From Wikipedia:

The 2001 Clear Channel memorandum is a controversial document distributed by Clear Channel Communications to the over 1,200 radio stations they owned, shortly after the September 11, 2001 attacks, containing a list of a large number of what the memo termed “lyrically questionable” songs.

During the time immediately after the attacks, many television and radio stations altered normal programming in response to the events, and the rumor spread that Clear Channel and its subsidiaries had established a list of “songs with questionable lyrics” that stations might not want to play after the attacks. The list was made public by the independent newsletter Hits Daily Double.

The list contains 166 songs, including “all songs” by Rage Against the Machine and songs recorded by multiple artists (for example “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door” by Bob Dylan and the same song by Guns N’ Roses). 

Clear Channel denied the existence of such a list in a press release to a radio industry trade publication, Radio Ink, although they had already admitted to distributing it.

H/T: Red Ice Creations

Clear Channel’s list of “lyrically questionable” songs



Artist

3 Doors Down

Title

Duck and Run

311 Down
AC/DC Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
Hells Bells
Highway to Hell
Safe in New York City
Shoot to Thrill
Shot Down in Flames
T.N.T.
Alice in Chains Down in a Hole
Rooster
Sea of Sorrow
Them Bones
Alien Ant Farm Smooth Criminal
The Animals We Gotta Get Out of This Place
Louis Armstrong What a Wonderful World
The Bangles Walk Like an Egyptian
Barenaked Ladies Falling for the First Time
Fontella Bass Rescue Me
Beastie Boys Sabotage
Sure Shot
The Beatles A Day in the Life
Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da
Ticket to Ride
Pat Benatar Hit Me with Your Best Shot
Love Is a Battlefield
Black Sabbath Sabbath Bloody Sabbath
War Pigs
Blood, Sweat and Tears “And When I Die”
Blue Öyster Cult Burnin’ for You
Boston Smokin’
David Bowie and Mick Jagger Dancing in the Street
The Crazy World of Arthur Brown Fire
Jackson Browne Doctor My Eyes
Buddy Holly and the Crickets That’ll Be the Day
Bush The People That We Love[Note 2]
The Chi-Lites Have You Seen Her
Petula Clark A Sign of the Times
The Clash Rock the Casbah
Phil Collins In the Air Tonight
Sam Cooke Wonderful World
Creedence Clearwater Revival Travelin’ Band
The Cult Fire Woman
Bobby Darin Mack the Knife
The Dave Clark Five “Bits and Pieces”
Dave Matthews Band Crash into Me
Skeeter Davis The End of the World
Neil Diamond America
Dio Holy Diver
The Doors The End
The Drifters On Broadway
Drowning Pool Bodies
Bob Dylan Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
Everclear Santa Monica
Shelley Fabares Johnny Angel
Filter Hey Man, Nice Shot
Foo Fighters Learn to Fly
Fuel Bad Day
The Gap Band You Dropped a Bomb on Me
Godsmack Bad Religion
Green Day Brain Stew
Norman Greenbaum Spirit in the Sky
Guns N’ Roses Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
The Happenings See You in September
The Jimi Hendrix Experience Hey Joe
Herman’s Hermits Wonderful World
The Hollies He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother
Jan and Dean Dead Man’s Curve
Billy Joel Only the Good Die Young
Elton John Bennie and the Jets
Daniel
Rocket Man
Johnny Maestro & The Brooklyn Bridge The Worst That Could Happen
Judas Priest Some Heads Are Gonna Roll
Kansas Dust in the Wind
Carole King I Feel the Earth Move
Korn Falling Away from Me
Lenny Kravitz Fly Away
Led Zeppelin Stairway to Heaven
John Lennon Imagine
Jerry Lee Lewis Great Balls of Fire
Limp Bizkit Break Stuff
Local H Bound for the Floor
Los Bravos Black Is Black
Lynyrd Skynyrd Tuesday’s Gone
Martha and the Vandellas Nowhere to Run
Dancing in the Street
Paul McCartney & Wings Live and Let Die
MC Hammer Have You Seen Her
Barry McGuire Eve of Destruction
Don McLean American Pie
Megadeth “Dread and the Fugitive Mind”
Sweating Bullets
John Mellencamp “Crumblin’ Down”
“Paper in Fire”
Metallica Enter Sandman
Fade to Black
Harvester of Sorrow
Seek & Destroy
Mitch Ryder & the Detroit Wheels “Devil with a Blue Dress On”
Alanis Morissette Ironic
Mudvayne Death Blooms
Ricky Nelson Travelin’ Man
Nena 99 Luftballons
Nine Inch Nails Head Like a Hole
Oingo Boingo “Dead Man’s Party”
Ozzy Osbourne Suicide Solution
Paper Lace The Night Chicago Died
John Parr St. Elmo’s Fire (Man in Motion)
Peter and Gordon “I Go to Pieces”
A World Without Love
Peter, Paul and Mary Blowin’ in the Wind
Leaving on a Jet Plane
Tom Petty Free Fallin’
Pink Floyd Mother
Run Like Hell
P.O.D. Boom
Elvis Presley (You’re the) Devil in Disguise
The Pretenders My City Was Gone
Queen Another One Bites the Dust
Killer Queen
Rage Against the Machine All songs by Rage Against the Machine
Red Hot Chili Peppers Aeroplane
Under the Bridge
R.E.M. It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine)
The Rolling Stones Ruby Tuesday
Saliva Click Click Boom
Santana Evil Ways
Savage Garden Crash and Burn
Simon & Garfunkel Bridge Over Troubled Water
Frank Sinatra New York, New York
Slipknot Left Behind
Wait and Bleed
The Smashing Pumpkins Bullet with Butterfly Wings
Soundgarden Black Hole Sun
Blow Up the Outside World
Fell on Black Days
Bruce Springsteen I’m Goin’ Down
I’m on Fire
War
Edwin Starr War
Steam Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye
Steve Miller Band Jet Airliner
Cat Stevens Morning Has Broken
Peace Train
Stone Temple Pilots Big Bang Baby
“Dead & Bloated”
Sugar Ray Fly
The Surfaris Wipeout
System of a Down Chop Suey!
Talking Heads Burning Down the House
James Taylor Fire and Rain
Temple of the Dog Say Hello 2 Heaven
Third Eye Blind Jumper
The Three Degrees When Will I See You Again
Tool “Intolerance”
The Trammps Disco Inferno
U2 Sunday Bloody Sunday
Van Halen Jump
Dancing in the Street
J. Frank Wilson Last Kiss
The Youngbloods Get Together
Zager and Evans In the Year 2525
The Zombies She’s Not There
10
Jun
10

David Bowie’s Cocaine-fueled Pool Exorcism

Excerpted from the following Paranoia Magazine article:

And Along Comes Mr. Scratch
Like many rockers before and after, David had taken a liking to the good life. You know the old adage sex, drugs and rock and roll, well on top of this add a heap of consciousness expansion, an interest in the occult, and you will have the prevalent influences on what might have seemed like Bowie’s immortal being. But paranoia soon struck in the form of the ole nemesis “nose candy” commonly known as cocaine.

With the help of Bowie himself and some close associates at the time, Marc Spitz details in the just published Bowie biography (Crown) how David was living in LA just a few houses away from the LaBianca estate where Charlie Manson’s gang had terribly mutilated Sharon Tate and her friends in a ritualistic murder. Bowie had taken to doing blow regularly and was getting more and more desperate and paranoid with each passing day.

In a number of shocking revelations, Marc Spitz in the Bowie biography explains precisely what was transpiring in the pop singer’s troubled life: “While planning the follow-up to Young Americans (album), Bowie would sit in the house with a pile of high-quality cocaine atop the glass coffee table, a sketch pad and a stack of books. Psychic Self Defense (Dion Fortune) was his favorite. Its author describes the book as a ‘safeguard for protecting yourself against paranormal malevolence.’
“Using this and more arcane books on witchcraft, white magic and its malevolent counterpart, black magic, as rough guides to his own rapidly fragmenting psyche, Bowie began drawing protective pentagrams on every surface.”

Bowie told the author, “I’d stay up for weeks. Even people like Keith Richards were floored by it. And there were pieces of me all over the floor. I paid with the worst manic depression of my life. My psyche went through the roof, it just fractured into pieces. I was hallucinating 24 hours a day.” Spitz adds, “Increasingly Bowie was convinced there were witches after his semen. They were intent on using it to make a child to sacrifice to the devil, essentially the plot to Roman Polanski’s 1968 supernatural classic Rosemary’s Baby.”

Seeing that he was in desperate need, poet and song writer Cherry Vanilla hooked Bowie up with Walli Elmlark who Spitz describes as a “Manhattan-based intellectual. . . who taught classes at the New York School of Occut Arts and sciences then located on Fourteenth Street, just north of Greenwich Village,” and which the author of this article was director of from the mid 1960s for more than a decade, promoting lectures and classes by the who’s who of paranormal and UFO experts of that era, including Cleve Backster, Stanley Krippner, Jim Moseley, John Keel – and, of course, Walli Elmlark the White Witch of New York.

As added confirmation of the madness David was trying to cope with, ex wife Angie Bowie reveals even more details of his fascination and dabbling into the occult in her own personal remembrance, Backstage Passes: Life on the Wild Side With David Bowie.

“There was a beautiful Art Deco house on six acres, an exquisite site property and a terrific value at just $300,000, but he took one look at a detail I hadn’t noticed, a hexagram painted on the floor of a circular room by the previous owner, Gypsy Rose Lee.

“A great deal of codling and reassurance got us through that crisis, and I went and found the Doheny Drive house. Built in the late fifties or early sixties, it was a white cube surrounding an indoor swimming pool. David like the place, but I thought it was too small to meet our needs for very long, and I wasn’t crazy about the pool. In my experience, indoor pools are always a problem.

“This one was no exception, albeit not in any of the usual ways. Its drawback was one I hadn’t encountered before and haven’t seen or heard of since: Satan lived in it. With his own eyes, David said, he’d seen HIM rising up out of the water one night.”

Feeling demonic forces moving in, David felt strongly that he needed an exorcism and asked that his new found friend white witch Walli Elmlark be called upon to lend her assistance to remove the evil from his surroundings.

“A Greek Orthodox Church, in LA would have done it for us (there was a priest available for such a service, the people had told me) but David wouldn’t have it. No strangers allowed, he said. So there we stood, with just Walli’s instructions and a few hundred dollars’ worth of books, talismans, and assorted items from Hollywood’s comprehensive selection of fine occult emporia.

“There he (David Bowie) was, then, primed and ready. The proper books and doodads were arranged on a big old-fashioned lectern. The incantation began, and although I had no idea what was being said or what language it was being said in, I couldn’t stop a weird cold feeling rising up in me as David droned on and on.

“There’s no easy or elegant way to say this, so I’ll just say it straight. At a certain point in the ritual, the pool began to bubble. It bubbled vigorously (perhaps “thrashed” is a better term) in a manner inconsistent with any explanation involving air filters or the like.”

The rock and roll couple watched in amazement. Angie says she tried to be flippant – “’Well, dear, aren’t you clever? It seems to be working. Something’s making a move, don’t you think?’ – but I couldn’t keep it up. It was very, very strange; even after my recent experiences I was having trouble accepting what my eyes were seeing.”

Angie insists that she would peak through the glass doors leading to the pool every so often and was dumb founded by what she saw. “On the bottom of the pool was a large shadow, or stain, which had not been there before the ritual began. It was in the shape of a beast of the underworld; it reminded me of those twisted, tormented gargoyles screaming silently from the spires of medieval cathedrals. It was ugly, shocking, malevolent; it frightened me.

“I backed away from it feeling very strange, went through the doorway, and told David what I’d seen, trying to be nonchalant but not doing very well. He turned white but eventually became revived enough to spend the rest of the night doing coke. He wouldn’t go near the pool, though.

“I still don’t know what to think about that night. It runs directly counter to my pragmatism and my everyday faith in the integrity of the “normal” world, and it confuses me greatly. What troubles me the most is that if you were to call that stain the mark of Satan, I don’t see how I could argue with you.”

“David, of course, insisted that we move from the house as quickly as possible, and we did that, but I’ve heard from reliable sources (Michael Lipman for one, the property’s real estate agent) that subsequent tenants haven’t been able to remove the shadow. Even though the pool has been painted over a number of times, the shadow has always come back.”

20
Nov
09

GG ALLIN 1991 Extra Filthy Bloody Edition “Throbblehead” Doll


Ma, I found out what I want for Christmas. The company Aggronautix has ushered the infamous GG Allin into bobblehead-dom. The violent, self-destructive, turd-munching punk rocker’s memory will be celebrated on dashboards across the land, and just in time for the holidays.

This “Extra Filthy Bloody” Edition a striking representation of GG ALLIN circa 1991 with added crud, blood, and cuts. The figure, limited to 500 numbered units, stands at 7 inches tall and is made of a lightweight polyresin. Loaded into a full color “splatter” box, here GG is accurately sculpted right down to the tattoos, and copious amounts of blood and filth.

GG died from a heroin overdose in 1993 (last concert and final hours documented here). His legion of adoring fans will never forget his soaring punk anthems advocating self-liberation and other less than desirable activities. Whether he was rogering himself with a microphone, throwing his toxic stool on audience members, or going to prison for rape and torture, GG did it with style. Celebrate his legacy with your very own GG Allin throbblehead doll.

Here are a few of GG’s more memorable song titles:

  • Eat My Diahrrea
  • Sleeping in My Piss on a Monday night
  • Suck My Ass It Smells
  • Cunt Sucking Cannibal
  • Scars on My Body – Scabs on My Dick

If I wasn’t a musician, I would be a serial killer – GG Allin

See related post – GG Allin: A Rock and Roll Suicide





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