05/08/2005 - 05/14/2005

Punk Rock

Volcano Girls just came up in the shuffle. You know, I've always kind of liked the way Louise Post has kept at her music making. For a long while, I heard the stupidest of things justified as being "punk rock" or "the most punk rock thing we could do" (Green Day releasing an acoustic single). When Louise Post started touring again, she had put on a lot of weight after (I think) a bout with depression or whatever else. After Post's version of Veruca Salt came out with an album, I was in the Wicker Park dog run, and someone I know who is in the Chicago band scene made a reasonable, but snarky, comment to me, along the lines of: "Louise should have put herself together better. She needed to be more marketable before she went touring again." Geeze. But is the music good? (This was a woman who said this, btw.) Right now, it seems to me that being fat and still rocking hard is the most punk rock thing you can do. Of course, it helps that Ann Wilson went there before. And that Kirstie Alley is dealing with the same things. And both of them are still hot, just like Post.

Boring Music

I just poked my head up form the keyboard and thought, Christ, that is one boring-ass song. I don't know what the song was, but I realized I have a whole pants-load of droning alt-rock on my Nomad. And I don't like it all that much. I think the progenitor of all that stuff for me is Red Red Meat's Jimmywine Majestic, even though that album isn't all that drony. Where did all this shit come from? I need to start cranking up the AC/DC more, as if I don't crank it up enough already. Time to set up a new bike riding playlist. Heavy on the AC/DC and the Flogging Molly.

Have I mentioned?

That I'm doing more posting over on Watershed right now? Well, I am. There will be more here, but only after I finish up with some work for that blog. Blog, feh. I've hated that word since SXSW was having panel discussions about it back in 2000 or so. Just nauseating, and all the variations, too: blogosphere, etc. But it's like hating hurricanes at this point: hate all you want, you can't avoid them.