It will make multiple entries - sometimes not contiguous - of a song I listened to once. I don't really care, but it is odd.

Really Red just released their entire catalog on Alternative Tentacles - all remastered by Jello Biafra. It sounds GREAT. Go buy it.

Really Red - Complete Collection

I just started brainstorming trying to recall live shows I've seen. Came up with this list instantly. I'm completely sure I'm forgetting tons, even important shows and esp. shows over the past five years or so. (The list continues in the comments below.)

999
AC/DC
Anti-Nowhere League
Aerosmith
Alejandro Escovedo
Angelic Upstarts
Bad Mutha Goose
Big Boys
Bill Monroe and the Bluegrass Boys
Black Flag
Blasters
Blood on the Saddle
Bruce Springsteen
Butthole Surfers
Chris D and the Divine Horsemen
Chelsea
Circle Jerks
Clash
Cramps
Crust
Culturcide
Dead Kennedys
Detroit Cobras
Dicks
Digital
Discharge
Dizzy Gillespie
DOA
Donnas
DRI
Drug…

Yesterday I wrote a love note to Suzanne Vega in this journal. But today I own Beauty and Crime and she's more stunning and a more staggering genius than I even knew then.

Plus, she inspired me to dig out my old Rickie Lee Jones - and not so old Rickie Lee, too - and listening to Company I found myself a little weepy despite myself. Will be listening to a bunch more of Ms. Jones this afternoon… another unbelievable talent.

I remember kinda liking Suzanne Vega back in the Luka days, but thinking she wasn't really to my taste. Never tempted to buy a Vega record back then.

But years later I heard tracks from Songs in Red and Gray and 99.9 F° and thinking they were really good and got around to buying a whole bunch of her music. Cuz now I think - despite a totally knee-jerk and maybe unfounded dislike of the Liilith Fair hoopla - S. Vega is a freaking BRILLIANT songwriter, lyricist, and performer.

Can't listen to Soap and Water without getting at least a…

Been spending a lot more time back in Houston, Texas lately and every time I go, driving through the waste and blight, the corporatized areas that used to be so cool, and the overwhelming sprawl of the place, I keep finding myself in love with it again.
It's hideous, yes, but perversely its horrors foster a particular kind of rebellion and freedom as they beg you to reject the ugly. And so there is a parallel Houston full of brilliant musicians and all kinds of artists and … it's splendid.
Listening to Culturcide and Really Red this morning, and feeling…

I've read somewhere that the Soldier by Iggy Pop sounds "wrong" and is one of his lesser efforts…. apparently this "wrongness" was because he and a guitarist who was working on the LP (I think it was supposed to be Glenn Matlock or something? That doesn't seem quite right… {INDEED - IT WAS WRONG. UPDATE: IT WAS JAMES WILLIAMSON}) ended up in a big row with Iggy and so all the lead guitar parts that had already been recorded were just stripped out of the mix and the LP finished without any lead guitar.
I have NO idea if this…

Topsy turvy ol' world. And as always, everything is brilliant - and what isn't brilliant is good enough.

Luck seems to be returning, even though I don't believe much in luck. Seems like luck comes to those ready to be lucky - maybe that's what I'm saying. Feeling ready to see the blessing when it appears, and then suddenly more blessings everywhere.

Big personal transitions that all seem to be coming up trumps in the most curious ways… and the little things, too.

One of the little things, for instance - last Fri. got a last minute offer of a…

Heh. I'm so thrilled about this whole Xmas season thing. Started the Xmas music virtual excavation and metaphorical blowing-off-of-dust last night. Gotten quite a mess of it built up over the years. Songs by dozens and dozens of artists across all kinds of genres - like Eek-a-mouse, Sonics, Aretha Franklin, Elvis Presley, Asylum Street Spankers (and of course Thurl Ravenscroft), James Brown, dbs, Sammy Davis, Jr., Rosemary Clooney, Bad Brains, Jackson 5…..

Hee! Novelty songs….. either they sound brand new (I listen to them so seldom) or they sound…

Since someone recently replied to an ancient post of mine about a song called exclamation point girl, i started rifling my library for " girl" songs, and songs with "girl" or "girls" as the last word….

rediscovered Itabashi Girl and remembered why I so fucking LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE Kazumoto Endo. I swear, I'm sporting a grin like a 12-year-old with his first porno mag and a woodie to match. Surprising, fun, engaging, aggressive, surprising again, and just fun, fun, fun - but it feels kinda like smart fun without feeling brainy or affected. just perfect. MMM!