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Carin emails and says:

Isn’t it time for a music post? I’m itching to get some new music …I want something I’d enjoy as much as QOTSA, but (obviously) someone else.

Ask and ye shall receive at ABV.

I really don’t feel like uploading songs tonight, so we’re gonna go with youtube. If you like any of these songs/bands, let me know and I’ll share the wealth. Also, not all these bands are like QOTSA, but you may dig them anyhow, Carin.

I also put this under the “best music you never heard” heading even though I know a lot of you know these bands, it’s just easier to keep track of my music posts that way.

First up, Fu Manchu. Heavy, groovy and funky, this band is the musical equivalent of a 71 Chevelle SS. They are all fast cars and airbrushed vans and girls in tube tops.

Next up is Clutch. One of my all time favorite bands, I describe them to the unchristened as early Black Sabbath meets Frank Zappa. Their entire catalog rocks my ass off.


So you’re having a party. It’s going to be the kind of party where there’s so many people, they won’t fit into backyard and they will spill over into your living room and kitchen, maybe even the front yard. There will be things going on the bedroom that you only hear about in whispered rumors weeks later. There will be shattered glass, vomit on the bathroom floor, overturned chairs, tire tracks on your lawn, a turd floating in your pool and several wall holes that will need spackling. At some point there will be the sound of sirens wailing through your neighborhood. The neighbors will complain about the loud, offensive music, the foul-mouthed kids stealing their lawn jockeys, the near-comatose girl on their patio and the car parked on their rhododendrons. Someone will ride a bicycle through your house. Someone will attempt to jump from the second story bedroom window into your pool, and probably miss. The next door neighbor’s 12 year old son will sneak into the party and develop a new vocabulary as well as a drug habit. Your dog will get stoned. There will be a court appearance in your future.

Apocalypse Dudes is the only music selection you need for this party.

Supersuckers: I can’t tell you how much I love this band. This is the kind of music playing in the background of a heated poker game where large, mustached men in denim vests and ten gallon hats drink moonshine and accuse each other of cheating and occasionally pull out a six shooter to make a point. It’s music that belongs on a half warped cassette tape that you shove into the tape deck of your 20 year old car and you sing out loud along with it as your car backfires almost in time to the songs. It reminds you at once of the lights of Vegas, of dirt roads, of Satan and deserts and bar fights and motorcycles. It’s rock and roll, Texas style. And it’s some of the best damn music ever put down on vinyl.

New Bomb Turks – fast, fueled rock and roll, perfect to drive to if you don’t mind speeding tickets. Aggressive speed punk. The kind of stuff that makes you wonder if you should bang your head or start a pit.

Hellacopters: It’s hard, it’s evil, it’s fun, it’s something you listen to while you are doing shots of some illegal liquor that you set on fire before throwing down your throat. And they are LOUD. Like good music is supposed to be. It’s like listening to angry sex. Those Swedes know how to rock.

Rocket From The Crypt – Go out right now and buy their album Scream, Dracula, Scream. Right now. It’s that good. If you don’t own it, you are really missing out on something spectacular. Drunken bar room brawling music.

I could literally do this all night. But this post is getting too long so I’ll stop here. The videos aren’t the best quality, but you can get the idea. And like I said, anything you want more of, just ask. I’m all about getting people to listen to the stuff I like.

Let me know if you listened/watched/enjoyed/hated it.

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