Robert Christgau is getting to be an old fuddy duddy. I've been reading
his Consumer Reports since high school which shows you how far we go
back but I'm beginning to think that he's becoming more worthless as the
years go on. He listens to rap listens to world music and seems to
hate rock and roll in this day and age. Most baby boomers do now but we
certainly disagree on his month outlook. He gives GnR's Chienese
Democracy a B plus, poopoos Fall out Boy (B minus-turd of the month) and
gives more turds to Mudcrutch and Secret Machines and basically The
Secret Machines fall under the prog rock and Christgau prog rock
anyway. He didn't like The Killers' Day and Age (I took a pass myself)
or the Offspring (I think I agree with him for once this month). But
then again I disagreed with him on TV on The Radio's last album (He gave
it a A, I gave it two turds), so basically it's critic vs critic this
month. Maybe Jay Reatard might be worth a look but I blew this month's
allowance on jam band Tea Leaf Green's massive 3 CD album that came out
last month. Or (ahem, Mr. Christgau) Mudcrutch Live to which I enjoyed
the 14 minute version of Crystal River up till the forever ending which
gave me nightmares of Bruce Springsteen extending the end of his
showstoppers. Even Paraphernalia quit doing 8 minute endings to Rocky
Mountain Way.
On the subject of Kings Of Leon, I finally decided
to leave it at a B minus and sold my copy and the Fleet Foxes in
exchange for the SCTV DVD that I have seen for 15 bucks at Half Priced
Books. Which is why I didn't buy SCTV at full price, Shout Factory's
inventory has been seeing itself into the cutout bins at HP Books or
FYE. I could have gotten brand spankin new reissues of Marshall Tucker
or Johnny Guitar Watson for 8 bucks sealed. I did buy Bill Cosby's long
forgotten 1969 first season for 10 bucks and managed to get two box
sets DVDs of SCTV although I passed on the one that had Martin Short.
SCTV was classic TV when they appeared on Friday nights on NBC in 1980,
but once Martin Short jumped on and Rick Moranis left the show went
downhill although not as down in the cesspool like Saturday Night Live
of the 1990s and this decade before Tina Fey gave it new life with her
Sarah Palin act.
Nick Lowe was on Austin City Limits Saturday
Night and amazing to see him go from Jesus Of Cool to a folk troubadour.
He'll be forever in my eyes, part of the best rock band of the late 70s
in Rockpile with Dave Edmunds and he did a fine job reinventing some of
his old songs to the folk guitar sound but he was always a bit of a
folkie with Brinsley Schwartz, Britain's answer to Creedence if you
think about it. He's has not interest me since 1989's Party Of One but
he did a funny version of All Men Are Liars. He kinda looks like Fred
Glynne from the Munsters era at age 60 with completely sliver but not
gray hair.
I spent super bowl Sunday with Russ and Deb and we got
to watch a classic game although the Cardinals lost. But it all goes
to show that Big Ben the QB may have the best QB coming out of the draft
that gave us Eli Manning and Phillip Rivers. I actually like Big Ben
better than the others and although he's now won two super bowls, we all
know that in college football, he never did beat the Iowa Hawkeyes ;-)
And
finally my take on the Fleet Foxes album that everybody is raving
about. I played it this weekend and although I like some of the
harmonies and it starts out pretty good, although the comparisons have
been to CSNY and Brian Wilson Pet Sounds era Beach Boys, the lead singer
sound like the guy from My Morning Jacket and it's very echoery. Good
for mellowing out but then again I think if I want to hear music like
this I will stick with CSNY or Pet Sounds, or even British folk like
Nick Drake or John Martyn. The Fleet Foxes remain a B grade.
On
the subject of John Martyn, as much as I like British folk music, I
tended to think Martyn was a bit too eccentric for even me to appreciate
him although I did pull out his Road To Ruin album, recorded with ex
wife Beverley Martyn. It's a bit more jazzier and Beverley sings a bit
more than she did on Stormbringer, the John Martyn album that I
reference more often than his solo stuff. Don't expect Universal to
rush reissue John's cds, but they're still available on imports.
And
finally, The superbowlsupergirl website will probably be shut down now
that Amy Bokowski didn't raise enough money but she did provide some
interesting blogs and kept us up to date on her search for Mr.
Soulmaterightguy. Again I don't take stock on the Mr Right/soulmate hoo
ha, I find that being with Mr or Miss Right is not all going to be fun
and games. And it's not my way of telling people what to do about love
and realtionship, I'm the last source who would know. And Miss
Bokowski would ignore me anyway if I came down her way and promise an
everlasting love but not an everlasting bank account. Soulmate? Get
real. A everlasting friendship? Perhaps. But usually that what leads
to be a soulmate, a good friend. But then I'm better off doing top tens
and giving the finger to Rush Bimboo, the Oxycondin right wing
bullshotter. It's what I do best. And I do it damn well don't cha
think?
PS: And finally, the grand total. $6,340 was raised for Amy Bokowski's
superbowl add campaign which means she was 2.4 million short but CNN
Headline News did air her commerical. Too bad I didn't see it, we don't
get Headline News. So Amy, we here at Crabb Incorporated are sad you
didn't get your add on Super Bowl Sunday but here's hoping you will find
Mr. Right eventually. Probaly not me but then again, I'm not for
everybody. But I still love everybody.
a comment from one of y'all out there on Rush Dimbulb Superstar American.
Rush
is simply an obese frustrated blowhole who hasn't seen his winkydo in
over 30 years. He has however, seen Ann Coulter's many times.
Even Sarah Palin couldn't see Rush's manspam from her house if Rush was standing on her deck chowing on pork rinds.
