Category Archives: steve

Baby Driver

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Just saw it tonight. The premise and previews seemed so dumb, but the reviews have been so fantastic, I could stay away no longer.

The flick is dominated by music and my favorite scenes are driven by Neat Neat Neat and this, interestingly enough, two of the few songs that play in their entirety.

I wanted very badly not to like Baby Driver, but stopped fighting and started enjoying probably a half-hour in (perhaps Neat Neat Neat is when I threw in the towel).

I never had this Focus album. Did any of you? I’m guessing it’s one of those that completely sucked besides the title track. Go Scandinavians! Go Thijs Van Leer!

Brandy

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I’ve had a place in my heart for this sappy little pop tune since it was a top 40 hit and I was a youngster. In between the advertisement and the silliness, I like this version quite a bit.

New Queens

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Just found out about this today. A new album at the end of August (it’s been an excessively long time) excites me greatly. Not sure about this yet; I’ll have to see how it grows on me. For now I’ll say “catchy.”

It’s A Man’s Man’s World

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Apparently there’s a new Residents doc.

The Residents were/are a band I always wished I liked more. This is one of their defining moments. If nothing else, one could never call The Residents unoriginal or boring.

Renewed Hope. . .

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in the youth of America.

Go Henry

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This is old and we all know Henry Rollins is kind of a blowhard and, as some of the comments point out, it’s not like every piece of music he’s ever done shines with brilliance. However, some of this sounds so sweet to me – especially the U2 – I can’t let it go.

Fanboy

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Hey, here’s that pic of me and the Marty Stuart gang I talked about a couple weeks ago. It was buried on my phone and I stumbled into it today.

Print up a poster and be the hit of your 4th of July shindig!

The Biters Forge Ahead

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Things to know:

1) I feel guilty for liking this Bolan forgery so much.

2) It’s the “soco, soco, soco. . .” part.

3) They’re not even from Sweden! Atlanta, actually.

4) The singer is prettier and probably half as masculine as Joan Jett, whose look he forged. (Joan Jett did plenty of Bolan forging herself so it all comes full circle.)

The Dahmers

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Discovered two new-to-me bands recently and I’ll give you these guys first.

Cool song. Excellent cinematography.

I’ll give you one guess as to where they’re from?

Of course, the mecca of consistently great music. Sweden is like musical heaven these days.

Song-Ending Solo

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Here’s my nominee.

Anyone not completely blown away the first time you heard this as a kid? Made me wanna jump out of my pants.

It’s a really odd rock song (if this copies something else I’m not aware of, please do tell) and one of the oddities is there’s no solo until the very end. The guitar is all riff and thump up to that point.

And what a solo it is – herky-jerky as hell and packed full of what has become cliche Page solo material. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.