Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Dark Meat

Here's two helpins o' dark meat to hold you over until the main event. It's like my Slovak grandma always said, "You're adopted..." no, wait, I mean "The marrow is where all the flavor is." Kinda creepy in a desperate, eastern-bloc sort of way, no?


Turkey Hop Pt. 1 - Johnny Otis

Turkey Hop Pt. 2 - Johnny Otis

RedBoy XXV

See...Now You've Gone and Made the Indian Cry.

So, I was driving my asbestos-lined diesel pickup truck full of clubbed baby seals to work when I happened to catch the headline that the oft-parroted Global Warming Yuppie Hysteria is, in fact, a methane-producing pile of bio-degradable, Eco-friendly crap. Look kids, it's plain good form to not shit where you eat (this coming from a guy who lives in the Aquanet capital of the world), but as for Bono lecturing me about my carbon footprint, I'll pass. If you need me, I'll be belly flopping into a pile of Styrofoam Mcdonald's hotcake containers. Mmmmmm...remember those?

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

...And I Don't Work For Nobody But You.

Even though Halloween is Kaputsville (And Thanksgiving is apparently only a week off!?), that’s no reason that ole’ RB can’t drop a monster squarely on your head…

Is it Funk? Is it Psych? Is it soup yet? Who knows? A better question would be can you spin this 71’ offering from Trinidad’s fortunate sons and not bump & grind yer tail feathers into pillow stuffin? Seriously, this record is enormous!

From what I gather the proper British press on Polydor goes for pounds of, uh… pounds on the other side of the pond (Don’t even ask about the LP), hence why I went with a French picture sleeve, but don’t let it’s nationality fool you, this shit shows no sign of surrendering. You might as well just repurpose that white flag into a diaper, cause you are gonna shit yourself. Seriously, suck on this witches wand and you’ll dig my meanin’.

P.S. Thanks to Tommy Brimstone for turnin’ me on to this junk.


Witches Wand – Luv Machine

Happy Children – Luv Machine

Congratulations... Roger Corman on his lifetime achievement award from the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. Surely an award has never been more richly deserved by a man who turned the exploitation film industry into a well-oiled machine responsible for minting some of the great film talents of the past fifty years.

Oh, and Riff Randell for President!!!

Friday, November 13, 2009

"On Friday The 13th, They Began To Die Horribly, One......By One"

Happy Friday the Umpteenth, everybody! Check out some date-specific tunes here and here. RB will be back shortly w/ some new tunes, but first I'm gonna smoke a joint and go skinny-dipping @ this old abandon summer camp in Blairstown...I'm sure I'll be fine.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Hey, NJ & NY...

Get your asses out and vote, and don't give me a mouthful of greek salad about how you don't like any of the candidates and that it doesn't really matter, etc, etc. Those are the same old tired excuses you used last time. Isn't it time you exercised some loftier goals besides getting fucked up and styling your hair? Good. Glad we are on the same page. Have a nice day.