Some assorted thoughts.
9-11
The weather today was like that 9 years ago when extreme Islamic jerks coming out of Saudi Arabia, led by some bearded freak named Bin Laden took down The World Trade Center and rammed into the Pentagon and killed innocent lives. Another plane was smashed in a field thanks to passengers who didn't want to die in the way that the extremists wanted to do. If there's a hell may it be for Mohamed Atta and his cronies. Those events have forever changed the perception of the world and of course the US. I have a dislike for Dubya Bush and his Nazi loving VP and I think they both dropped the ball on a change for the world to come together and denounce what Bin Laden's butt buddies did. One can only hope that for Mohamed Atta Mr. Infidel Asswipe's 72 virgins all look like Dick Cheney as they shove watermelons up Atta's pussy. It's funny, when I think about the events of 9/11 and what Atta did to the world it does reopen old wounds. But we remember the fallen and the ones who tried to help them as the second plane rammed into the buildings. But it seems like where we all should have come together, we all split further apart....
Okay since we got that political thought out of the way....
on reissues of albums.
Enough of the reissues of classic albums or 20th anniversaries or collector's editions of classic albums. The world really doesn't need 3 Doors Down The Better Life or Sheryl Crow Tuesday Night Music Club. It defeats the original purpose of the album and the original songs and basically from what I heard the bonus cuts were left off for good reason. Wire's 154 in original format was a classic in itself but the bonus cuts added nothing. All this is, is the major labels trying to ring more money out of back catalog since they are not interested of trying to promote new bands out there. Usually it's all about the single and the album is nothing more than the 2 singles and oodles of filler to make you buy the crappy thing and then sell it after hearing it. But that's the way it is nowadays, the major labels do not care for the new music, it don't sell but adding a new cut or two or an old live performance around the time of Empire might score some sales.
On Lou Reed vs Susan Boyle
I suppose it's great to hear the old man sticking up to his principals and refuse to let Susan Boyle cover Perfect Day. Not that I expected Lou Reed to jump out there and join Boyle on America's Got Talent (or Britain's Got Talent) but you have to give her kudos for liking Lou Reed's song. It's not easy getting the old grouch to join in (although The Smithereens pulled that out as Lou appeared on two numbers on the 1994 Date With The Smithereens) but the guy is 70 years old and really doesn't need to jump out of the couch to sing along or appear in Glee. Fact remains that Susan Boyle is not a looker who managed to sing her way to a recording contract. But I think she went about it the wrong way, she should have gotten Sheryl Crow to appear on a version of First Cut Is The Deepest. After all Sheryl Crow will do anything to appear on anybody's album it seems. (see Jerry Lee Lewis, Eric Clapton, etc etc)
Final thoughts on AZ trip.
I didn't see any dead or beheaded bodies out in the desert while driving around the state. I don't think much of Jan Brewer, she looks like she had about 5 too many face-lifts but I'm sure she'll get reelected since most of Arizona is conservative. So be it. As long as I remain alive there's always a chance I'll return to the desert next year but this trip was the last time I'd invade all of the music stores to find cds. When you get hounded by some tattooed freak asking if your okay about five times doesn't make you want to return but then again I suppose that was the intention since I was probably the oldest person to be there at 9:30 at night. If Vegas comes up next year, I'll frequent the Hastings if I'm there or go visit the FYE next to Fiesta Mall but it won't be high on the list the things to do. And besides, the best place for bargains have been HP books (in many locations around the country). They leave me alone there.
