davidl@tekig.UUCP (David Levadie) (03/31/84)
That was just for Ellis 'cause he's too good to answer his mail. Now: (1) Canadian bands - I didn't see DOA or the Dayglo Abortions in any of the useless ramblings about BANDS instead of MUSIC. I'm not as impressed with DOA as with the DA's, but TRY to find a DA's record!!! ANYBODY seen one??? I heard them on Maximum R&R which got syndicated up here from Berkeley for a while (until everybody got sick of that fruitcake Tim and decided the local DJ was better). "In 1967/Things weren't this great/My daddy was a hippie/Now he's a head of state/ Yeah, big deal. (2) Halfbaked lamebrains going around DEFINING things - Boy, I love this trying to DEFINE Punk Rock. There's a really good little interview in the film, "Decline and Fall of Western Civilization", wherein the micromind interviewer asks some kid about his music: (Interviewer asks kid to explain, "Punk Rock) (Kid) "Punk Rock, that's stupid, man... I just think of it as rock and roll... it's just like going back to the basics... (Inteviewer) Why do you like it? (Kid) "Because it's raw again and it's for real and it's FUN..." I rest my case. You definers go infest net.pedantry or something. (3) Does anybody know if Fear has for sure broken up? I noticed nobody seems to mention them at ALL. For my money they are one of the best bands of all time. Furthermore - STILL no response on my request for the lyrics to their "Camarillo"....Hmmmm - With slime like Journey and Supertramp and Rush around, they've GOT to be one of the best bands of the DECADE, at least... (4) Country music - is 90% drunken maudlin simpering or drunken blustering braggadocio or drunken (xxx) (yyy). And the GOOD stuff like Waylon and David Allen Coe and Buck Owens never even gets PLAYED on the Eddie-Rabbit-dribbling spittoons that pass for country stations. YYAAARRggghhh.... I just had a HORRIBLE fantasy of opening a beer can and finding a dead Kenny Rogers inside... "Sitting in my yacht/ What a lot I got/ Happiness is something that just cannot be bought/ HEYYY...... I have this on the most IMPECCABLE authority... Knuckel Dragson, the night of his flame-on, dropped his WHITE SEQUINED GLOVE into the TOILET in the dressing room, and started YELLING for HELP, and had to be rescued by a WASHER AND DRYER (I bet you think I'm kidding?) But it was OK, he blew kisses with it and didn't barf. Enough...