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New Music In Stores & Online 9/16/08: Nelly, Buckcherry, Ne-Yo & More!!
Welcome to the final release week of summer 2008. Oh, what a summer it was, too. There was Li’l Wayne and Coldplay and Metallica and…ahh, the memories. Lots coming out this week. Let’s get crackin’:
Nelly: “Brass Knuckles”:
Remember, like, five years ago when Nelly was the hottest shit since sliced bread? Boy, how times have changed. The “Hot in Herre” guy’s label has burned four singles trying to get something on the long-delayed “Brass Knuckles” to catch fire. Hasn’t happened, even with he and Ashanti getting it on like a D-class Jay-Z and Beyonce on their new song “Body On Me”. As would be expected, there is an extremely long list of guest artists on this album: LL Cool J, Chuck D. (!??!??!), T.I., Rick Ross and Fergie are just a few of the artists who make cameos here. Will Nelly be the next artist to appear in a “Catch a Falling Star” column?
Seriously, Chuck D? Really?!!??!
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In Memoriam: Rick Wright
OK, folks, I’m not the world’s biggest Pink Floyd fan. I never synced up “Dark Side of the Moon” to “The Wizard of Oz”, nor could I recite lyrics from any Floyd songs other than “Money”, “Comfortably Numb”,”Another Brick in the Wall” or “Wish You Were Here”. (hey, I didn’t say I wasn’t a fan, just not the world’s biggest fan!). I did get to see the flying pigs during “Live Earth” last year. That […]
FORTY-FIVE REVOLUTIONS PER MINUTE #3: Roped Into Something Unnatural
BEDHEAD “Bedside Table” b/w “Living Well” (Direct Hit Records DH005RJN1, May 1992)
It seems like a lifetime ago. I had been living & working in New York City for a few years, and I really needed a break. Working two jobs, taking odd night gigs playing bass, sleeping on a little cot in a warehouse. It all was taking its toll on me fast.  I needed a change of scenery, so I did what any sane person would do in this situation: I borrowed a car & drove to Texas.Â
Remember The Alamo? The “Chirping” Crickets? Janis Joplin? The Butthole Surfers! Fuck yeah, and Fuck Emo’s, The Lone Star State was the place I needed to be.  So I looked up an old friend when I got to Dallas, & we proceeded to hit every rib joint, thrift store, bowling alley, strip club, country bar, record store & porno shop from Houston to Austin to San Antonio, & all points in between. We left no stone unturned, no beer undrank, no spliff unsmoked. Braised rabbit and buffalo brisket in Deep Ellum. The Grassy Knoll/The Book Depository. Emo’s. Threadgill’s. Late-night coffehouses in Denton. Waterloo. And oh, yeah…The Alamo, too. You name it, we did it, saw it, made fun of it & laughed at it. But I only kept one souvenir.
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