Showing posts with label Vegas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vegas. Show all posts

Friday, June 27, 2008

Another Friday & What I'm Listening To

Welcome to another Friday... Just two more weeks of work before I head out to fabulous Las Vegas, NV meaning just 2 weeks and 4 days before I head back west, penniless, trading unspeakable acts for gas money to get home... In actuality, I consider myself a very 'responsible' gambler, if such an oxymoron can exist. I think it stems from the fact that I'm always positive I'm going to lose, so I never have that 'just one more bet and I'll make my money back' mentality. Instead I approach a Blackjack table thinking 'Can I afford to drop this hundred bucks in the next 20 minutes?' Typically the first day or two, that answer is always a hearty 'YES!' Usually by the 3rd day however, it's more like 'Maybe, but not as easily as I could afford to lose this $5 in a nickel slot...'

I typically return freed from whatever cash I had planned to lose, but no more than that, and once in a rare while, I come back with some cash left over, which usually ends up at the outlet mall at State Line... Regardless, a splendid time is guaranteed for all, and this year, CSD Julie and I will be following the trip with a follow up respite in the beautiful Santa Barbara wine country, because a proper Vegas vacation requires a 2nd vacation to recover...

Alas, more on that in the coming weeks. For the time being, I have here-and-now excitement to discuss. I just downloaded some new tunes for the iPod! Granted, this is far more exciting for me than it is for anyone else, but I'm jazzed, and really that's all that matters... Below is a breakdown of the new editions... Alas, there is no New Edition to be found...

  • The Cure- The 2004 self titled release from Robert Smith and the boys. I have yet to give it much of a listen, but from what I can tell it holds on to some of the darkness of Bloodflowers without being nearly as ethereal and, I hate to say it, boring... I was not a fan of the prior release, and was concerned when they followed it up with a new Greatest Hits, and then B-Sides collection, that we had heard the last new Cure releases, at least for a good long while. That explains why it's taken me almost 4 years to give this one a shot. Ultimately though, I'm optimistic that this will be a return to some of the great dark quiet albums of the past like Disintegration and The Head on the Door.
  • Gyrate- The 1980 release by Athens, GA band Pylon. I did a write up on Athens GA Inside/Out a few days back, and discovered that there were some releases that I was woefully ignorant of. This one coming well before the film was made, is chock full of rocking dance tunes reminiscent of Patti Smith or early Joan Jett... At least, that's what it reminds me of after a cursory listen. Once I've fully digested this one, I'll probably head over the Pylon website and pick up Gyrate Plus! Their 2007 release.
  • Little Creatures- This well known Talking Heads album is not one I just purchased. I've actually had it for the better part of a year, and embarrassingly enough, kind of forgot I bought it... I got it right around the same time I got She's Like The Weather by The Himalayans, Adam Durtiz's pre-Counting Crows band, and I've been wearing that CD out, so impressed that anything else I picked up in the same time frame just kind of faded into the background. Anyhow, I've decided that while I'm not ready to remove The Himalayans from my playlist, I should give the Heads a chance to be heard...
  • Marquee Moon- Another forgotten purchase of the same week as Little Creatures, Television's Marquee Moon is an album I'd been wanting to buy and listen to for a long time, but kept forgetting about... That makes it all the more sad and shameful that once I did finally buy it, I STILL forgot about it, relegating it to my iTunes playlist, but never dropping it on the the Pod... I've listened to the title track a few times, and really dig the way it seems to melt 80's pop rock with 70's epic prog styling.. A song with a catchy chorus that ALSO runs 11 minutes long? Sign me up!! I guess it's about time to give the rest of the album a shot.
  • Runaway Boys: A Retrospective- This 25 track Stray Cats hits collection is the equivalent of a great thriller novel... I know it's not the most 'intellectual' piece out there, but it's enjoyable, it's easy to listen to, and it doesn't require my complete attention. Not to say that Setzer and the boys aren't talented musicians with a story to tell, but the Cats just have a style that works so much better as peppy pop gap fillers than 'sit and listen' music. There's far from anything wrong with that... It's a GOOD thing...
  • Shine On- Yesterday's post in which I discuss my horrible addiction to all things both music, and trivia related touched upon a weak spot in my music library. I have been listening to and enjoying Jet's Get Born for a few years now, but had not delved deeper into their catalog. As I mentioned in my comments section, I would have to rectify this concern by giving Shine On a shot. From what I've heard so far, it's not quite as hard edged as a lot of the stuff on Get Born is, although maybe I just haven't caught those tracks yet, I'm shuffling back and forth between about 20 different albums, but the softer songs that have played have definitely held my attention and still had a 'rock song' feel, even with their less-than-pulse-pounding tempo. At this rate I'm going to have to pick up their Dirty Sweet EP that started their career, and wait patiently for their 3rd long play being released some time between now and mid next year...

I'm also still digesting the new Elvis Costello, Momofuku, The Counting Crows Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings, REM's Accelerate, Josh Ritter's The Historical Conquest of Josh Ritter, and right this second I'm listening to perhaps one of the greatest piece of poetry and music ever committed to tape, William Shatner's take on Pulp's 'Common People'. Not only is 'The Shat' driving home the spoken-word power of a rage-against-the-aristocracy anthem, but it also contains the hard edged return of 80's under-rated Brit singer-songwriter Joe Jackson playing a mean axe and adding some vocal harmony to Shat's harshly real deadpan. I know I sound like I'm mocking, but seriously, this track rules... There's an SNL live performance on YouTube that's well worth a watch...

That does it for me. I'll be back Monday with tales of suspense and intrigue from the weekend...

Friday, June 13, 2008

Friday's a poppin'!

Welcome party people to another Friday. It seems the older I get the faster they come around… Of course, the same can be said for Mondays… To sum up my week, I started a blog, which you’re fully aware of if you’re reading this right now, and if you aren’t well… then… you’re not seeing this and… Man… It’s getting all existential in here… It must me the Massive Attack humming on the iPod… So other than the blog, I finished reading The Girl Next Door, a pretty disturbing novel by Jack Ketchum that’s worth a read if you’ve got $7, an Amazon account, and a few hours to kill, watched some flicks, listened to a whole lot of music, and got 5 days closer to my Vegas/Santa Inez Valley vacation in July.

Viva, dear internet... Viva...



No huge plans for the weekend. I’ll be hanging with Dad on Sunday as that’s the day for it and all. Past that, I have no clue… The wife is my social event planner so I pretty much just go where I’m told and dress accordingly. Reason number 1,254 why I enjoy being married… I don’t have to think nearly as much as I used to…

My wife is not ACTUALLY Julie the Cruise Ship Director, I just call her that...


Ooh! One of my favorite new discoveries has just fired up on the old Pod… Although, I must admit my embarrassment that this particular discovery is new to me, since the song is over 30 years old, but it just shows to go ya that no matter how much music you may have, there’s always something else out there that’s worth a listen…

Get ready for some ZEVON!!


Anyhoo, I’m referring to the only musical account (to MY knowledge) of the Biafra war, Warren Zevon’s Roland The Headless Thompson Gunner. I can not begin to tell you how tickled I was when I first downloaded the Excitable Boy album and say this track listed. I mean, how can you write a song about a HEADLESS THOMPSON GUNNER and NOT have it be a classic? The short answer is you can’t… So the story goes a little something like this… Roland is a mercenary for hire from ‘The Land of the Midnight Sun’ who makes a deal in Denmark (on a dark and stormy day) to head out for Biafra, to join the bloody fray… So what I’m telling you is in the first 30 seconds we find out we’re listening to the story of an Norwegian guerrilla warrior embarking on a trip to the deepest parts of Africa to fight in a civil war… This has already beat the hell out of the tune about the drunken werewolf

Back to the story… So Roland spends the next few years deep in combat, fighting the Congo war, knee deep in gore no less… Warren sums up this section best with a little justification… ‘They killed to earn their living, and to help out the Congolese.’ Well, so long as we’re helping out the Congolese, then by all rights continue the bloodshed! It's like he's talking about helping a buddy move out of his apartment... "Alright pal, I'll kill a few corrupt millitants, but I'm NOT carrying your refrigerator down those stairs..." At this time, we’re ready for the chorus…

Roland the Thompson Gunner (See, he’s still got a head at this point, but we all know what’s coming)
Roland the Thompson Gunner (Just in case you missed it the first time)

Hey, wait… we’re back into a verse now? So you pulled out a little drum breakdown so you could tell us the dude's name a couple of times? Where’s the catchy rhyme about gunnin’ folks down? Alas, I’m enjoying your tale… sorry to interrupt…

Now we’re introduced to Roland’s buddies, the fellow mercenaries… Specifically a gentleman named VanOwen… Could this be FORESHADOWING??? Only time, and Warren Zevon will tell… We’re also informed that of all the hired guns, nobody kills folk QUITE like Roland kills folk… He’s the A#1, cream of the crop, Top dog, big cheese, head honcho… Although I get the sinking suspicion he’s soon to be a HEADLESS honcho, mostly because I know the name of the song…
(psst... In case you forgot, it's Roland the HEADLESS Thompson Gunner... kthx...)

We all know what happens where you’re the Best of the Best… That’s right, the CIA starts gunning for you… That’s why I always try my best to be just slightly below average in everything I do. The last thing I need is a CIA price on my head, and those dudes just LOVE to kill whomever’s best at something… I know this ‘cause Warren told me… Oh! OOH!! That sonofabitch VANOWEN! Blows off Roland’s head!!! VanOwen was working for the CIA!?! It's like all double crossing any Spy vs. Spy like in here now! I KNEW that dude was bad news… Probably because he was the only other guy in the song who’s had his name mentioned… Anyway, now we’re ready for the REAL chorus…

Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner
Norway’s Bravest Son
They can still see his headless body
Stalking through the night
In the muzzle flash
Of Roland’s Thompson Gun

AWESOME! We’re not only singing about virtually unknown civil unrest in a country that no longer exists (‘cause the Congolese win this mother, sorry to spoil it for the Biafra fans…) We’re ALSO singing about the headless corpse of a gun for hire stalking through the night, no longer motivated by sheer greed, but by bloodlust! Roland starts with an R, and so does REVENGE!!! Damn… They should make a slasher flick out of this thing… That line is MADE for the DVD cover… Alls I can tell you is I’m glad my name isn’t VanOwen right about now…

So that dirty rotten no good VanOwen is hiding out in a Mombasa ballroom face down in a glass of gin. His days are SO numbered, and even he knows it… Roland’s one bad dude, head or no head… At this point, the no head part is probably best forgotten, because it raises too many questions as the Z opines:

Roland aimed his Thompson Gun (How do you aim without a head)
He didn’t say a word (Of course not, HE’S GOT NO HEAD)
But he blew VanOwen’s body
Clear to Johannesburg (Hah! Take THAT VanOwen…)

I envision at this point in the song, there’s a video montage of the headless Roland training for his meet up with VanOwen, interspersed with shots of his post-revenge-murder celebration while the other drunkards of Mombasa stare on in horror. It makes WZ’s breakdown so much more entertaining if you look at it that way.

OK... Now imagine him without a head...


Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner
Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner
Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner
TALKIN’ ABOUT THE MAN…
Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner

Warren know gets to the bread and butter of this tune. Although it MAY seem like it, thisi isn’t just a sensationalized ditty about a dude getting his head blown off and then exacting revenge upon the poor sap who did him in, oh NO… It’s a call to arms! Warren is asking headless mercenaries the WORLD over to rise up against their oppressors… From Ireland to Lebanon, from Palestine to Berkley (OK, one of these things is not like the others… I’m just sayin’)

And now… wait for it… Warren’s just full on lost it…

PATTY HEARST
HEARD THE BURST
OF ROLAND’S THOMPSON GUN
AND BOUGHT IT…

You heard it here first folks, Stockholm Syndrome, Shmockholm Syndrome… Patty Hearst wasn’t identifying with her captors, she was just doing what the headless Thompson gunner told her to… It makes SO much more SENSE now… Oh that pesky Roland, out there convincing heiresses to rob banks in the name of a wacky left-wing cause… What a scamp…

Oh, by the way, that’s the end of the tune… Warren gives us the little nugget of Patty Hearst related truth and then just figures we’ve got enough to chew on… This is why, my friends, it is a horrible shame this man was taken from us at such a young age… In three minutes and fourty seconds he has summed up the Congolese war, told us the tale of a murdered gun for hire hell bent on finding his own personal justice and in closing, explained away all the civil unrest going on in our world (at least, as of 1977). Had Warren Zevon chosen a career in film making, movies as we know them would be much, much shorter…

Happy Friday all, and watch out for the headless!