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Stepping away from your mom and Sting’s crotch, three cheers for the end of Stewart Copeland’s career in The Police. Now Oysterhead can reunite; they were better anyway ... read more |
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2007 was the year of the reunion. Long-awaited reunions, mediocre reunions, Anarchistic reunions, even one-hit wonder reunions. Band members veered apart, splintered off into solo mediocrity and than Kriss Krossed back, traipsing across the country with their original drummers. Apparently, even at fifty, getting serviced by nineteen year olds with repressed daddy issues in a Cleveland motel room is better per diem than a hundred bucks and a novelty ‘World’s Best Employee’ mug from the assistant manager at Costco ... read more |
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I don’t know about you, but I’ve had a hell of a week. Santa (1) came and visited my household, dolling out Christmas cheer and accidentally leaving one of his Lipitors next to an empty plate of chocolate chunk cookies on my kitchen table. My beloved Chicago Blackhawks have won four straight, and I couldn’t be in a better mood. Now, it’s time to tarnish those good vibes by digging up all the heinous stories of Rock N Roll excess from the last week ... read more |
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