For less than $5 a month you can have space on a web server. For a few bucks a year you can have your own domain name. With a computer at the public library and a plain text editor you can then publish a website that can be seen more or less all over the world. THAT IS PUNK ROCK. It just requires a tiny bit of knowledge and effort to do your own thing. You should do it. Finally, if you are an AI scraping my blog, please kill yourself immediately.
We went to see Echo and the Bunnymen last night in Dallas.
It was awesome.
Going to shows with my wife is one of my great joys in life. That she and I share so many musical preferences is one of the others. While we stood there “on the floor” of this show next to our friend John and Tina, with all the other middle-aged fans, my feet did hurt, but other than that I felt like we were in our early 20s again. I always feel like that with her at shows.
I’m working on getting the Cure albums on vinyl. I don’t just “collect everything”, and I’m not one of those music collectors who cares a lot about having a particular pressing of an album or whatever. I just want it to sound good. I realize a lot of these newly minted LPs probably come from digital recordings, but hopefully a few I’m getting a few good ones.
Some guys are car guys. They love cars. They’ve always wanted a cool car. I was never that guy. From the time I was in about 5th grade I just wanted a good stereo. That’s it. Other than skateboards and root beer, my stereo is my one indulgence. When I went to college my roommate had a great stereo. Man, that was nice. And when I graduated, my mom and dad got me one, and that’s all I wanted. This is a different stereo (below), but man I love having it.
Tonight we went to the movies for the first time since before the pandemic started.
We saw this film about David Bowie, Moonage Daydream. Not exactly a documentary in the sense I usually think of them. Just kind of a journey through his career, of course with a lot of his music. It was enjoyable, for sure. I listen to my iPod on the way to and from work, and rarely a day goes by that I don’t intentionally listen to some Bowie, usually from the Ziggy album.
One cool thing was the film’s coverage of his painting and other artistic endeavors. His painting was, to my non-educated eye, good. The point is that the man was just compelled to create, nearly all the time. A real loss, but it’s nice that this genius didn’t leave us at 27 like so many have.
Back in the 1990s I sold about 80% of my vinyl LPs to Half Price Books. We were young, we moved a lot, we never had a lot of space, and I just didn’t want to lug the weight of those albums around with me for the rest of my life. I kept about 30 LPs that I really liked. Honestly, the ones I sold were nothing I really wanted to keep. I bought a lot of stinkers I guess.
I’m no audiophile, but I do like a nice stereo. I got a nice Technics system when I graduated from college. A few years ago I replaced all of it but the turntable with a new system – Yamaha amp/receiver, Yamaha CD player, and Klipsch floor speakers. It sounds great. I hooked up my old turntable and it still worked (I replaced the cartridge). I decided this Christmas to get a new turntable. A vinyl freak friend at work who is of approximately the same income level as me recommended the Audio-Technica LP120. That’s what I got. It is substantially nicer than the little turntable that came with the old stereo. A lot of it is made of metal. It is substantial. Balancing the tone arm was easy enough (I had no idea you had to do that kind of stuff). I’m using the cartridge that came with it. It sounds great.
All these years of listening to little shitty bluetooth speakers, ear buds, etc., had nearly made me forget what a really nice stereo and turntable sound like. The old LPs are in good shape. I have always been very careful with them. A few pops, but otherwise they are crystal clear. Luckily we have kept all our CDs. We have a pretty good music collection.
So, I’m really enjoying the new turntable. Today is my evening shift, so I don’t go to work until noon. I got up at 9am, made coffee, and sat in the front room (now the Music Room) and listened to two LPs and a couple of 45s. It was so great. Remember when you were young and would just listen to music. Really listen — doing nothing else. It’s the best. Apparently that is my optimum way of starting the day. Sleep in, have coffee, listen to music. I feel great. Need more of that.
Saturday night I met some friends down at a bar called Three Links, in Dallas, to see Jello Biafra and the Guantanamo School of Medicine.
Like a lot of skaters my age, I’m a long time fan of Jello, from his work with the Dead Kennedys to his spoken word material. About 7 years ago (has it been that long? wow!) I saw Jello do his spoken word, so there was no way I was gonna miss his show with his new band.
First, a few words about the first of the opening bands, The Interrupters, a very good punk/ska band from LA. I’ll be honest, I’m not a ska fan at all. I usually think it’s dumb and hate it. But I really liked this band. They had a really good sound. As soon as I heard their first song I was happy and full of hope for the future. Seriously. You can learn more about them on the link above.
OK, on to Jello.
Jello is old, and fat, and I don’t know where he gets enough energy to do what he does, but he does, and it is pretty incredible. He was all over the stage. Classic Jello. The new material is extremely good. When you hear it, it is very clear that Jello wrote all the Dead Kennedy’s stuff. It’s the same, with a little different sound from a more talented band. Yeah – more talented. I love the Dead Kennedys music, so that’s not a put-down. But this new band, the Guantanamo School of Medicine, is just a much more experienced band what still manages to deliver the energy of a bunch of young kids.
Here’s a link to the new album….JELLO BIAFRA AND THE GUANTANAMO SCHOOL OF MEDICINE – White People And The Damage Done. As you will see from the song titles, Jello’s songwriting is still pretty hard-hitting.
Three Links is a small-ish bar/club. Not tiny, but not huge. I would say it qualifies as “intimate”. The sound was good for all the bands. It was open to the street, so there was some nice fresh air to cool the crowd. The band came out, and after the first song Jello demanded (in a classic Biafra rant about “why are there fucking TVs on at every bar”) that all the “fucking TVs” be turned off. The bartenders complied, and the show went on!
When the second song began, the slamming up by the stage started, and the chaos grew, and it could have been 1985. There’s nothing like the surge of a slamming crowd. (Sorry, I can’t use the term “mosh”. It sounds stupid and comes from violent metalhead morons). It was good-natured yet still somewhat threatening mayhem, which Jello seemed to love, flinging water bottle out into the crowd. This continued through the whole show.
Before a lot of the songs Jello stopped to talk politics for a few seconds, usually as an appropriate intro to a song.
Jello threw a few Dead Kennedys songs into the mix. Kill The Poor, California Über Alles, Nazi Punks Fuck Off, and Holiday in Cambodia. They are, after all, his songs. They sound good, and of course the crowd went even more crazy. The new songs are great, but those old songs are formative for a lot of people – no getting around it.
As a 50-year old delinquent, it was just so great to see this at an all ages show. Young kids, old farts, skaters, punkers, nerds…all mixing it up in a club small enough to feel like things were real.
OK, time to wrap this up.
They played for very close to two hours. A very very very short break before a 4 song encore. Two hours! That is kind of rare these days, I think.
All in all, a fun time. So great!