Thursday, December 23, 2010

Humble Pie. For Your Love. 1970.

I'm going to have to rethink the whole 'Terry Reid was the best of the Brit blues wailers' frame of mind I've been in for the past few years. Steve Marriott is a fucking superbeast.

It goes without saying, but Humble Pie had one hell of a line-up. Peter Frampton before he was talk-boxing the panties of pre-teens is some kind of treasure.

Monday, December 20, 2010

(Ozzy) Jake E. Lee 198x.

I have seen many things in my life, but never have I seen an axe chop someone's face off in three minutes eighteen seconds. Sure it may be your typical 80's Spandex rock, but you've got to admit...

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Funkadelic. Super Stupid. 1971.

When was the last time you got weird? Like wear a diaper and run around the city weird?

Funkadelic was a straight up psychedelic rock outfit. They embody every tenement of "face melting" that exists.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Bubble Puppy. Hot Smoke & Sassafras. Late 70's.

It has been said that Bubble Puppy was the best band from Texas until ZZ Top blew up. They moved to LA and changed their name to Demian after that. Some really rare shitty footage from a late 70's reunion.

Demian rocks!

Monday, December 6, 2010

Buffalo. Shylock. 1973.

Kind of getting tired of finding bands that totally rock with terrible lead singers. Oh well, this Aussie group is pretty sweet, despite their front man *Haggar'ing the track.

*Haggar - To wreck something awesome by putting your shitty imprint on it. Named after Sammy Haggar.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Scorpions. He's a Woman, She's a Man. 1977.

Down at Georgetown Records today and I picked up the Scorpions debut Lonesome Crow and their 1976 album, In Trance. Both are gems, but that debut album wasn't even released stateside for years because of how hard it rocks. Needless to say, I'm pretty excited about that one, and I even talked the dude down $10 off the price tag. Success!

The dude at the counter had this to say:

"Dude, SCORPS! I used to hate this fucking band when I was a kid. Thought they were soulless. Now I just think they fucking kick all sorts of ass. Fuck! Nice!"

'Nuff said.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Thin Lizzy. Emerald. 1978

Down from the glen came the marching men
With their shields and their swords
To fight the fight they believed to be right
Overthrow the overlords

To the town where there was plenty
They brought plunder, swords and flame
When they left the town was empty
Children would never play again

From their graves I heard the fallen
Above the battle cry
By that bridge near the border
There were many more to die

Then onward over the mountain
And outwards toward the sea
They had come to claim the emerald
Without it they could not leave