GUTTER GOSPEL BY GENERAL LABOR (-let’s party and how…)

RONNIE SPECTOR

Ronnie Spector – Girl From The Ghetto – YouTube

Ronnie Spector – You cant put your arms around a memory (feat Joey Ramone)

ROCK CITY ANGELS

I Keep Fighting

REV. PAUL S. CUNNINGHAM

RAIN BALLET

“Alan’s one of those rare artists who can’t be copied-a total original. We’ve had the pleasure of working together a few times, and it’s always been a gas. I produced and mixed a couple of his EP’s, we knocked out a video for one of the tracks, and every session was memorable! He’s got a voice that’s all his own, songs with real soul, and he’s an absolute diamond.Top bloke, top artist-love him to bits. Peace n Love n Rock n Roll.” (-Bam from Bubble and Dogs D’amour on Brother Alan Delon)

No One Is on Your Side

NIKKI SUDDEN

Nikki Sudden – Death Is Hanging Over Me [HD]

THOUGHT CRIMES AGAINST YAKNOWWHO

Trump sanctions threaten prison for Americans who advocate Gaza justice | Omar Shakir & Tariq Ra’ouf

IRIS BERRY

Iris Berry Interviewed!

DRAGBEAT

Dragbeat “Pure Dirt”

THE LEFTARDS FOREVER

The Leftards Live at Dicey Riley’s – 25/1/25

The Leftards | Facebook

WINTER KILLS

Winter Kills – Hate to Hate

Winter Kills – Whisky – 1990

FRANK SECICH

Frank Secich – The Happy Dog at The Euclid Tavern 7.21.2017

Wanna Buy Some Photos?: Stiv Bators – New Photo Book – Disconnected Photo Diary

The Immortal Stiv Bators – by Theresa Kereakes

JEFF DRAKE

OhMandy!!Mandy Brix Toland!

Jonesin’ With Jeff Drake!

BACKSTAGE PASS

BACKSTAGE PASS “WAITING AROUND”

Shitlist

RINGLING SISTERS

Way Out West

SLUG

Rolling thunder from a band called Slug – The I-94 Bar

SLUG – HOUSE ON HIGHLAND AVENUE Directed Cut and Shot by Peter Frare

SLUG – CUZ I’M FREE (A tribute to LEON) Special thanks to FilmShark and LisaG and Jay Manby

SLUG – WITH A LITTLE LOVE

SLUG – ATONAL LIFE

THE DAMNED

‘New Rose’ THE DAMNED at Wembley Arena

JONNY KAPLAN

JONNY KAPLAN – FALLING- LIVE IN SPAIN

Jonny Kaplan and The Lazy Stars “When You’re Down” feat: Daryl Hannah

SABBY SABS

Max Blumenthal Life THREATENED!

CAITLIN JOHNSTONE

They’re Launching A New COINTELPRO For The 21st Century

DIMENSIONS & GALAXIES BEYOND MERE BOND VILLAINS

Inspired by Trump, Israel Advances Plan for Crocodile-Ringed Prison for Palestinians | Common Dreams

How America’s Corporate Class Became Legally Unaccountable (w/ Marie Gottschalk) | TCHR

She Channeled Baphomet & Then Disappeared | Greg Carlwood

Three CIA guests. One Epstein story. Steven Bartlett finally saw the pattern.

ECHO & THE BUNNYMEN

Echo & the Bunnymen – Brussels Is Haunted (Official Video)

VAGUE SCARE

VAGUE SCARE – Modern Carousel

RATCHET DOLLS

Ratchet Dolls – Out of Control (Official Music Video)

RICHARD DUGUAY

Somebody asked me to name the ten most instantly recognizable guitarists of today who have a signature sound, and after dashing it off, I realized my friend Richard wasn’t even on it. I suspect this is not cause he aint a top tier player, but because I mainly identify with the brother from a singer perspective, I see myself in his back alley philosopher, street hustler, desert madman prophet and broken cabaret lounge persona, he’s got a lotta Bowie and Alice and Morrison and Lou in him as well as Thunders and Keef. So good! And songwriting! Lyrics! That brother brings it all, really!

The Faith Healer

Kid Stardust HD

Richard Duguay & The Beautiful Decline – Running Alone

Richard Duguay Bad JuJu

I WAS IN JUVENILE DETENTION FORTY YEARS AGO WHEN YANKEE ROSE CAME ON THE RADIO

David Lee Roth’s ‘Eat ‘Em and Smile’ Turns 40

SHIRE

Shire- Fragile

BRIAN JAMES

Polka dot shot

Aint that a shame

DAN DENTON

Happy Friday. Here’s a poem I wrote for a brother from another

We Should Have Been Contenders
(for my bro, J.D. Monroe)

we were born with the same potential as everyone else, and then we took our first breaths. we were born into families that looked like gravel and broken glass. we had no sugar for our oatmeal, no cakes for our icing. they shoved us into the same tiny school desks, but all of our pencils were broken. our lunch was free and we never had a quarter for extra milk.

we never had the right shoes. we never had the right clothes, or the right parents with the right jobs. we never fit in, so we learned to stand out. we grew up with examples of what not to be, and knowing nothing else we became ourselves, but everyone said we weren’t doing that in the right way.

we had to learn to walk alone to and from school. in the stories that we wrote in our heads, we would grow up to be rockstars with endless groupies and a million friends, but first we had to survive as one man bands.

we are the type that do not go to the prom. we wouldn’t go even if someone asked us to, because we learned to despise cookie cutters long before we graduated, and everywhere we looked everyone was trying to dance the same way.

they told us we would never amount to anything almost as soon as we started school, and long before we finished it, we knew they were probably right. yet still we would not go away. we held onto our dreams like they were life preservers.

we loved, but not well. when you live in psychological hell you never learn the meaning of well, so we did the best we could and failed, and failed some more, but we could not stop trying.

when you grow up with no love and then find some, it’s like discovering drugs again for the first time. we did the same things looking for love that others did looking for drugs. both of those things can lead to skid row if you’re not careful. we were not careful, and we have been there and done that.

when we were forced into jobs and factories and became wage slaves in a system we did not believe in, we held tight to our dreams. when we were forced into trailer park poverty, we did not let go. divorce, loss, bankruptcy, fighting to be better dads than we had, we did not let go.

our cars kept breaking down. our utilities would not stay on. our families disowned us. our friends laughed at us. the greater public did not understand us. none of them understood that we were born with nothing, came from nothing, were never given anything, and were told that we were nothing over and over again, until our dreams were all that we had to hold on to.

we were born with no hope, so we found our own in the stars that kept us company when we cried at night. no one believed in us, so we had to learn to believe in ourselves. we had no future and had to build our own in the dark.

we have kept breathing longer than they expected us to, out of spite. we have endured far more than two average men could bear. we overcame obstacles that others could not see. we took routes we would not recommend. we are still here. we have not given in. we are the working class journeymen that should have been contenders.

©Dan Denton 2026

My 21st Trip To Portsmouth – by Dan Denton

DOGS D’AMOUR

Debauchery

Tyla opines that The Dogs D’Amour’s classic line-up will never play live again – Sleaze Roxx

TEX PERKINS

Maybe Tomorrow Tex Perkins & Matt Walker

Cant Say No – Tex Perkins (Performed Live on Episode 6 of THE SHOW)

THE BOYS