Thursday, May 20, 2010
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Autumn de Wilde's More Than Milde Photographs
The White Stripes, on their way to a ganster rapper's tea party.
Rilo Kiley encouraging narcissism
Built to Spill and, apparently, built to grow a tree from one's head
Beck is a roman pterodactyl god?
Some band on a plane
Death Cab for Cutie is about to put you in a death cab.
You won't be so cutie after some scissoring swords.
You'd better (c)leave DCFC alone!
Murder, he's going to commit murder, folks.
LOOK AT ALL OF AUTUMN DE WILDE'S WORK HERE
Just do it. - Nike
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
"Monsters of Folk" Supergroup
The kids that are hip
grow hair on their lip.
Check out my cap (tion) !!!
M. Ward (She and Him), Jim James a.k.a. Yim Yames (My Morning Jacket), Conor Oberst (Bright Eyes, Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band, et al.), and Mike Mogis (Bright Eyes) are forming a folk supergroup called Monsters of Folk and are releasing an "LP of road-worn, sun-soaked fables with brilliant choruses and some electronic elements." The expected arrival of this masterpiece is 9.22.09
Folk Yeah!
Now, all they have to do is make the best music ever. If I have faith in anyone making rockin' riffs and turbulent tunes, it's these guys.
I hope they'll live up to all the hype that my world-renowned blog is creating.
No pressure Folk Monsters!
See the Rolling Stone webby site:
Monday, June 22, 2009
This Blog Kills Fascists
With his acoustic strapped to his shoulder bearing the slogan, "This Machine Kills Fascists," Guthrie roamed the US west during the Great Depression. A Dust Bowl lyrical deity to some, Woody's main claim to fame is his song "This Land is your Land".
Crazy Communist. This land is my land.
He paved the way for musicians like Ramblin' Jack Elliot and the great Bob Dylan.
To learn more about this bad ass, google him, because google is a pretty good website.
Better yet, let me google that for you.
Check out my new interweb digs!
HIP! HIP!... *crickets chirping*
Whatever, I am going to stay on this bandwagon until I die from dyssentary. I miss Oregan Trail.
Hmm...so what's in a blog?
Blogging kinda sounds like violent vomiting.
A blog sounds like a murky lake of mud and muck. Something people avoid like the plague. Some kind of viral disease.
Fitting.
Oh, I know!
I've got an idea!
I will post things on here that people (see: I) want to read. Mostly containing stuff that I like, people that I like and the likes.
Deal with it.