(Atlanta, GA) As a young rocker Sam Hariss (The Sweet Things) heard Izzy Stradlin doing “Crackin’ Up” and it stuck with him like an earworm. He later discovered Izzy himself was doing a cover of “Crackin’ Up” by Bo DIddley (1959). So he decided to get together with Tobin Dale (The Sweet Things), head into the studio and do their own version. To round out the song, they enlisted an army of stars to play on their nod to Bo Diddley.
Appearances including Taime Down (Faster Pussycat) Danny Nordahl (Faster Pussycat, Motochrist, The Throbs) Ricky Vodka (Motochrist) Joey Huffman (Georgia Satellites, Drivin’N’Cryin, Soul Asylum) Charlie Paxson (has recorded with James Blunt, Ricky Lee Jones and many more)
“Americans have an unhealthy cult-like worship of the very politicians and political parties who are actively using our government to enrich themselves and their corporate donors. Enough already. Stop consenting to the corruption, fraud & abuse of the Democrats & the Republicans.” (-Ryan Knight)
“When the heroes have all died away. Priests and politicians have all lied away now. Actors after all were only acting. Church killed knowledge. Took the world a slave. Ya gotta walk have all lied away now. Wear the uniform of your gang. Purpose in life’s just for living. Dream merchants fantasy surreal so real. Divide and conquer – that’s their game. Beneath their haircut and clothes we’re really all the same. They threaten our lives with nuclear war. Gonna cruficy us just once more. Join the new church. Be a lord of the new church hey. Truth can’t be found on the television. Throwaway youth ya gotta take a stand. Music is your only weapon. Spanners in the works go start your gang…” (-Lords Of The New Church)
“People these days leave propaganda on in the background like it’s elevator music” (-LEE CAMP)
“They all take their pills and they never question why…” (-Stiv Bators)
“TV talk show shines a light in every window we drink the water and it tastes like medicine, wakeup, wakeup…” (-Richard Butler)
“A provision in Obamacare allows residents in areas deemed a public health disaster to be covered by Medicare for life. At the very least, East Palestine residents deserve this universal coverage after being exposed to a known carcinogen.” (-Krystal Ball)
I WAS NOT EVEN DRINKING, BUT OBJECTS JUST GO SHAMBOLIC HAYWIRE ALL AROUND ME. ALWAYS WITH THE CHAOS & ANOTHER BIG BILL TO REPLACE SOMETHING.
So there I was, getting ready to feed the cats and make some coffee, bleary eyed and cold, about five in the morning. I commenced to put my kid’s big hoodie on over my head-the hood hit the overhead kitchen light’s chain, heavy chain flipped up and hit the glass light shade, and two pieces of broken glass landed in my rat’s nest hair. It’s an expensive, posh, high pricetag, decorative fixture, that’s kinda how my life goes, nowadays. Ya know, what is the opposite of attraction? Revulsion. Opposite of gravity? The ether? I’m like King Minus-everything I touch just vanishes right before my horrified eyes. Ya start to feel worse than cursed, just like some kinda fuckuped klutz. I’m just trying to feed cats and I get glass in my hair. Extreme winds blew down the art garden and all the fences, the dead tress, and half the town-there’s pictures online of people’s roofs blowing off and trampoline’s rolling down the sidewalk. Desert living is a trip, when it’s not cold as fuck, it’s blazing holy shit, lays you flat down hot. It’s intense monotony and ancient quiet always jabbing you with omnipresent reminders of your own mortality, or it’s sudden monsoons and hail and hold on cause there’s no tellin’ what’s coming next. the government shooting feral cows on state lands from helicopters for no reason, where are all the Animal Rights People? I fear for my friends in Ohio and Pennsylvania breathing in all that toxic shit Mayo Pete’s being deployed to provide cover for.
I’m only ’bout halfway into “Rebel Soul”, but I’m really super jazzed about it. It’s SO good, even the acutely painful parts are written with so much soul and sensitivity, you get through it and are right back into the dancing days of Max’s Kansas City and the NY Dolls, when the Lower East Side was the Greatest Show On Earth and not just a gated community for millionaires. If you know me, you know I learned everything from the Lords Of The New Church, Billy Idol, 70’s Aerosmith, Suicide, the NY Dolls, the Cramps and Alice Cooper, so her first person testimonies of being right next to David Bowie while he is watching the NY Dolls performing live, and he is calling Thunders his Raven Boy, all that stuff is just so dazzlingly priceless, mystifying, magical, a real decades later vicarious thrill for us devoted lifelong fans of all those stardusted dolls. Bebe has become quite the eloquent and of course, always elegant, entertaining raconteur.
I guess, besides Stiv, the biggest thing I have in common with Bebe Buell is my ongoing, abiding, lifelong desire to record and perform my own music on my own terms, so I empathize with her in that regard. I’ve always been a fan of hers since I was a dumb kid, loitering around a burntout, pickedover old used record store in a soybean town, flipping through yellowed old “Rock Scenes”, I guess. I love reading about her stories, memories, desire to love others and uplift people, I feel like I can relate to a lot of this book even if she’s some kinda celebrity super starlet and I’m a bum luck dropout hermit in the desert. I can feel her wanting to set things right and make a difference in her time. I can dig that. I got that, too. That pulsating urge to wanna fix and repair and nurture and heal shit. Wow, what a blast she had! As I write this longwinded column in the dawn’s early light with my first cuppa coffee of the day, I got the curtain cracked in front of me to keep watch for stray cows who keep fertilizing my yard. I don’t mind ’em at all, I got a shovel and a compost pile, but I’d like the see ’em, this morning. I’ve arrived at the point of the book where Bebe is letting David Johansen and Cyrinda Foxe crash at her and Todd’s palace while Todd is on the road, and she’s hanging around with Alice Cooper’s girlfriend Cindy Lang who is buying cool threads for Johnny Thunders, and you know, already, that’s a whole lot of what I have been grooving to from afar, my whole life. Dolls, Alice, Stiv, John Waite, Dee Dee, Duran, Idol, Steve Jones. I’ll probably say it again, but wait til ya see the pictures-just beautiful. I’m a visual, visceral creature, so like when summa my old photos of friends and loved ones who are “no longer with us” go missing, it makes me a little bit extra crazy. Gorgeous, fun filled, action packed little hardbacked scrapbook here, all her anecdotes are adventuresome and then abruptly arduous, a real rockin’ roller coaster, all highs and lows, whoa! I know how that is, as in my younger lives, before retreating into deep caregiver domesticity, I had a sorta smaller version of her escapades, an amateur hour, no budget, demolition joyride through the eighties Lower East Side ghettoes and pauperized pregentrification Boston backstreets with larger than life girlfriends and junkie desperados, playing frantic punknroll with a wildeyed ever changing band of battle hardened bandidoes, gutter punk bassplayers, loutish drummers with age-inappropriate girlfriends, oversized Cats N Boots lookalike guitar gods in polka dotted blouses showing the ACD/DC guy how to shootup his first day in town, squating in desperate squalor with aging gunslingers of the Old Eastside, meeting Martha and Siv when I was just fourteen, or maybe fifteen as a guttersnipe on St. Mark’s Place, playing all the lousiest, least receptive, hostile bars with revolving crazies on the drumseat, where sudden fistfights might erupt at any moment of the song, long rides to no show shows, brokendown vans, side of the road, beautiful girlfriends and champagne nights at expensive bars with white table cloths, then we’re back on the streets like we didn’t miss a beat honaayy, but not in a good way. Black eye, and a bleeding eyebrow, punched by another jealous Fonzarelli apeman. New guitar player, promising record label, all gets shot down again for no reason, kids, divorces, bikers, dangerous roadcrew having standoff with the Swat teams, mutiny, abandonment, death, death, death, waking up in emergency rooms after showdowns with boneheads, hanging out with sons of famous rockstar new wave darlings cavorting at our favorite divebar, the next night I’m getting knocked out by nazis in steeltoed boots and losing my favorite navy blue suede, Thee Hypnotics style, 70’s hunting jacket in the ambulance, so for me, it was a lot more failure, exile, destitution, violence, evictions, false hopes getting dashed again and again, replacement bandmates quitting suddenly to join some other guys fucking submediocre coverband cause he can pay for studiotime and plane tickets, rejection, heartbreak, betrayal, and missing teeth than jetplanes and movie stars, but then again, I’m a scuzzy old semi reformed reprobate power to the people politico streetpunk who used to wear way too much makeup everyday in unforgivingly conservative zipcodes and an oversized shagged, winklepicker wearin’ former and future glamarchist frontman for an intensely intoxicated, sneering crew of black leather clad, empty pocketed, derelict Zodiac Mindwarp imitators; not a centerfold, actress, or charmed life beautiful, super successful model, but still, maybe it’s jes cause we like all the same kinds of music, but I always felt I had so many parallel universe connections to Bebe Buell, being as how my first real big influences as a glammy wouldbe rocknroll frontman in my young teens were Stiv Bators and Richard Butler, I’m a diehard Duran Duran fan and JT is one of my fave bassists along with Pete Farndon and Dave Tregunna, Patricia Morrison and Tony James. I’d have to ask my friend Angie who has a better memory than I do about which bands we saw play what bars but I’m pretty sure I first saw Das Damen at the 7th Level nightclub in Ft. Wayne, when we were sixteen or seventeen, it’s a bit hazy cause all those bars and cities kinda blur together thirty five years later, my young life’s one big fast forwarded whoosh now of throwing up in different people’s bathrooms and playing really embarrasingly crummy shows with metalheads and crusty punks in different towns up and down the line and never getting to make real records, but Bebe’s married to Jim from Das Damen now and has been with him as long as I’ve been with my old lady. Bebe talks about the perils of being a public figure, ‘even a social media presence now, and how there are always some naysayer hater critics saying you suck for some reason, while others find you a source of nourishing, lightning bolt inspiration. She talks about how everybody knows which songs Dylan wrote about Edie Sedgwick, but he later changed his mind and coldly denies her. Elvis Costello does that kinda stuff, too. Cat n mouse stuff, three card monte. Look, I have every faith Bebe crept into one of his songs, or the others, who cares which ones, exactly, I mean, she floated through some of my own tunes and I never had no affair with her except of course in my lively boyhood imaginings. So we all know how Elvis Costello and lotsa other people probably wrote songs about her, and how she dated Tyler, Bators, Butler, Rundgren, John Taylor, Rod, etc, but I was always skeptical when she figured Prince had to have written “Little Red Corvette” about her, in spite of it sounding like he sings, “Bebe(!!) you’re much too fast”, being as how two or three various women he actually knew and dated in real life are said to have inspired that song, including Vanity according to Lisa Coleman, Susan from Vanity 6 who he knew since high school, right after “For You” had come out on Warner Brothers, and another lady he dated by the name of Mi-Ling Stone Poole.The woman behind Little Red Corvette Speaks! – YouTube.
Anyways, I got that Bebe Buell “Cover Girl” lp the Cars played on when I was a teenager at an old hippie record store in a small rural town and vibed with it instantly, I was probably 16–then, I steadily started seeing her pictures in the pages of my favorite magazine “CREEM”, with her wearing an Oscar Wilde shirt and I really dug that, and like all the other boys, I pinned all her pictures on my wall right next to my pinups of Jane Wiedlin and Chrissie Hynde and Joan Jett and the Clash. So yeah, I always loved Bebe. I thought she was a super cool entertainer and loud, wild wonder to behold. Man, me and a fella from a short-lived Detroit based musical operation I had in my early thirties even wrote a kinda Stonesy country song together called, “CREEM DREAMS”, about all those pinups we taped to our basement bedroom walls and funny as shit writers like J Kordosh and Rick Johnson and their always brilliantly deadpan captions. It was good, that song, I just never got to lay a real vocal down, but it was like in the same spirit as Lone Justice, X, Steve Earle, or Jason & The Scorchers, and the lyrics were about our rocknroll dreams of glory that never go away if you’re “Condemned To Rocknroll”. Bebe and Lemmy say you’re never too old to rocknroll, I’ve been through the wars, so like my knees are fucked, two fingers don’t work properly from two different assaults, my hands shake and I’m blind as a bat, but part of me is still sixteen, so ya know, I got that very same brutal calling. I feel it. Ya know, Strummer said “some dreams are made for childeren but most grow old with us”. I remember talking to Beebs on the phone when my ex wife was ditching me cause I was not commanding her kinda salary and my band was not taking off, and Bebe was being astonishingly warm and reassuring and supportive of me. I always liked her, as I said. I used to have a signed copy of “REBEL HEART”, hundreds of old “Creem” magazines, a signed copy of Johnny Rotten’s book, a Prince “Purple Rain” movie theater standee, all kindsa books, records, leathers, boots, Creepers, and other cool shit, but it all got lost or stolen during one of those dreadful can’t keep the lights on eviction eras, ya know I was broke and semi destitute and don’t drive, and some people had come and ransacked my old shit. I was overjoyed when my kid handed me an envelope and said, “look, dad! You got something in the mail!” and of course I’m thoroughly delighting in this beautiful read, it’s a heavy, heartfelt book, Bebe’s wild ride through rocknroll alongside the cultural vanguard of the sixties, seventies,and eighties, she was there for all the peak moments, inspiring all the most talented songwriters and blasting out her own unique brand of underground garagey punknroll. She was there when Rundgren was producing the Dolls. She was there for every bit of everything. Her love stories are gutwrenching sometimes, summa her counterparts were much older and not as kind or genuine as they might’ve been, but she’s pouring forgiveness on everything. I feel for her, I really enjoyed reading her interactions with Cameron Crowe who based summa the characters in his much loved movie, “Almost Famous”, at least in part, on his on tour experiences while on the road with Todd and Bebe. Again, though, Bebe is very gracious, passing all the popularity of the muse character Penny and credit back to Cameron and Kate Hudson. I still listen to her stuff with the Gargoyles, “Retrosexual”, “Bored Baby”, “Top Of The Pops”, all of it. It kinda sucks how McDonna stole Bebe’s iconic phrase, “REBEL HEART”, but that’s what McDonna does and everybody sez it’s okeydokey, cause she’s the one with all the money, The Head Cultural Appropriator In Charge, I guess. I’ve been bored with McDonna since her pilates and bodies song. I liked her early dancey stuff but “Material Girl” kinda said it all, about who and what she is. At least she told us upfront. Not my thing, though. No Thanks.
This path blazing tastemaker, Bebe Buell, was sometimes over sensationalized and tabloid exploited, from her bigtime 70’s modeling days, through her high times with famous faces, Bebe kinda sometimes still feels obliged to overexplain the whole patron of the arts/music lover/girlfriend of the stars/punkrock star in her own right/understandably cringeing at the derogatory phrase, “groupie” at the start of the book, but gives props to other people who cheerfully self identify with that label, which is again, remarkably sensitive and gracious and characteristically commendable Bebe is always cool like that. For former Eighties kids like me, it goes without saying, that there’s no mystery why people like Jimmy Page or Steven Tyler, or Mick Jagger, Joan Jett, or Deborah Harry and Chris Stein, or my friend the spectacularly talented guitar star, World Famous Mister Ratboy, would want to creatively collaborate, socialize, or otherwise keep company with Bebe Buell, as she’s gorgeous, intuitive, courageous, nurturing, and all good vibes. I looked for one of my old interviews I did with her a long time ago but it seems to have fallen off the internet, which is why it was more gratifying to have a column in print media back when the Murkkkan rock press had not yet been dismantled. I seem to recall I was trash talkin’ my teenage idol Tyler for consenting to do that NFL halftime show with Britney Spears, quotin’ his lyrics about “corporation jelly roll…and where the hell’s my royalties” and Bebe immediately defended her baby daddy, saying he was always a joker, and if I knew him, I’d know he was just having a ball being an entertainer, being himself, that it was not really a sellout move, at all. I thought it was real, real cool that Bebe spoke so highly of that dude behind his back, ’cause he kinda was not really that active in their lives for a long time, and she details how they were both torn and always conflicted about it, when she rushes to his defense when some greasy punk, smartass fanzine writer starts questioning his integrity, it just speaks to how compassionate, loyal, and forgiving Bebe is, really. I still have another old cassette tape, where I talked to her in depth about another one of our mutual friends, a different guitar player of some renown I was suggesting she play with, and she had a lot of real emotion and concern over the brother. She’s good people, as we say, Down South. If you got a place to live and can afford books, this one is a doozy, it’s even better than her last one, and you’re gonna wanna order your copy right away. The color pictures will blow your mind. I mean really, it is like an underground movie! What a story! Just fantastic! Reminds me how I hope to retrieve my longlost scrapbooks from my ex wife one day, if she even still has ’em, cause I still wanna publish my version of “Rebel Soul” someday soon, maybe even before I croak. I got an old glam rock anthem from one of my strictly persona non gratis, long disbanded, flash metal suicide goth gangs called “Rebel Kiss”. I wish you could hear it right now, it’s pretty Generation X/Hanoi Rocks influenced.
An uptight, bigtime famous photographer took offense when Bebe discussed her intimate relationship with Todd in her first book and has retaliated against her by hissing gossip and by gloatingly holding old photos for ransome. Even going after innocent fans who repost her pictures of Bebe online. Rich people get crazy, man. The petty, unforgiving power trips are beyond the beyond. These old pictures are a model’s first ever nudes. Oh, man. That hurts. I was friends with a famous Warhol white shagged Detroit photographer in my late teens, who was not only cool and stylish and beautiful, like a badass model and a badass artist, who took the best studio pictures of me ever, ever, ever, on New Year’s Eve when I was maybe nineteen and 120 lbs. of androgynous snotnosed revolution rocker pure rebellion, her best friend was a world class makeup artist, so what they did together was totally beautiful high art, those old glam rock photos, and back then, we were all close friends, she is who first hipped me to that Alice Cooper song, “Caught In A Dream’ and also, Iggy Pop’s “Pumping For Jill”, so you know I felt in her deep debt for that, but sadly, as the years went by, somehow, she became ultra extremist rightwing conservative, and decided she could no longer be friends with me, or even sell me copies of my old pictures because I am so obviously Not That, but she always knew from Day One I was poor and “radical leftist” way back when she used to come visit me at my rundown old bandhouse, so I can relate to Bebe’s early nudes being captured by a vindictive former friend. That’s happened to me with old song demos, too-somebody kept custody of them and refuses to give ’em back, I lost my only copies while doing most of the footwork for both of us, shopping for a record deal. People are needlessly mean, man, it’s all about their own agendas, a deathgrip on their egotrip, just reciting the slogans for the yesman entrouge, trying to own and dominate everything even though life is passing by right this moment, they won’t be able to keep a bit of it either, really-it’s just delusion. I don’t get it. What is up with people? I think they’ve all been conditioned to become really surly and selfish by all that greed is good topdown corporate programming. I mean, we all know showbiz aint for the faint of heart. I used to watch “I Love Lucy” reruns at my Avon Lady grandmother’s feet and they were talkin’ bout showbiz being the domain of shysters and hustlers and no heart sharks, way back in the fifties, way before I was born, but man. I’ve seen people change for the worse, a whole culture, en masse. Basic things we all agreed to, that we all established years and years ago, have been rolled back and undermined by the bad people upstairs. It’s harrowing stuff to behold upclose though, and terribly hurtful when it’s the ones you thought were your most precious friends and former loves. Bebe talks about her time with Playboy and how she has only love and compassion for all the people who experienced the dark side of that enterprise, but did not have any of that stuff happen to her, or see it going on, when she was present. The weird part of receiving this book unexpectedly is I had just picked up a VHS copy of a Liv Tyler movie I’ve never seen called “One Night At McCool’s” at the second hand store. I like Matt Dillon, so I’m looking forward to watching it. I did not know how much it’s a nice day to start again positive energy I was going to receive by simply reading this new Bebe Buell book. Another aspect I really identified with is how she still leads by example, showering all these characters from her past with so much love and mercy and understanding, praying for everybody she loved, and always remembering the good times and seeing the blessings. I totally get why a sequel to “Rebel Heart” was required. I penned my own memoirs ten years ago and it was all written from a naieve place of wanting to honor everybody’s public images and seeking reconciliations with all the heroes and villains, and not wanting to make anybody’s parents uncomfortable. Now, I see it all differently, just because some people are capable of admitting wrong and tendering sincere apologies, owning up to lapses in judgment, carelessness, youthful indiscretions and out right selfish misbehaviors, others have no regrets and have not always done any real self inquiry or self reflection, and probably do not even think about the damage they cause, and might be rarin’ to inflict more abuse, so I’ve become a lot more neutral detatched from them, a lot more distant, I don’t know what pills they’re on, or what they do with their lives. Bebe is in a happier, more stable place now, but she went through a lot of struggle and heartache to get there in spite of all the glamour and rockstar limelite. I think the coolest part is how she’s finally found that true love she was always looking for, and is still making music of her own. If you love “New York Times Best Selling Author” Bebe Buell, you’ll wanna get this book. HoZac Books is where all the best rocknroll is now. I hope she writes a third one! I’ll probably be writing more about her book in my next column. She’s very, very insightful.
*BE ON THE LOOKOUT FOR: UNGUARDED MOMENTS: Backstage & Beyond- Photography by Theresa Kereakes on HoZac! PEACE IS A DIRTY WORD, SHE USED TO BE OUR PAINTED BIRD YEAH
“The Democrats are a lost cause and anyone who still thinks that the party can be changed from within is not being honest with themselves and not paying attention to who the party works for, which is Big Business, the ruling class, and the military industrial complex. Just in case you haven’t figured it out yet there’s no end to this corporate fascism from the DNC. They will push Harris in 2024 and then Buttigieg in 2028 or 2032. They will ALWAYS rig their primaries against the most progressive candidate and for the corporate backed candidate.” (-Ryan Knight)
IF YOU BELIEVED IN FREE SPEECH & A FREE PRESS YOU WOULD BE USING ALL YOUR POWER & INFLUENCE TO HELP FREE JULIAN ASSANGE!
Middleclass trusters of commercials always kinda come after me when I critisize Democrat policies from the left, they are so impossibly trained like yipping little lapdogs, to just unconditionally worship any fucked up policy or politician so long as they put a Big D behind their name in parentheses and do lots of cloth mask photo ops with people of color giving thumbs up on red carpets. That’s all they gotta do and shitlibs will greenlight any extremist rightwing policy with gusto and zealous blind faith. It’s easy peasy and the marketing arts people do it all day, everyday. So called progresives fund super rightwing John McCain and Lindesy Graham and Mitch McConell shit everyday, and their fans or stans as the young people call ’em, only care about the feelings and trauma of their sellout AOC and Obama celebrities, never poor people. Certainly no poor people they grew up with, LET ALONE poor people in countries being targeted, bombed, or sanctioned by their capitalist overlord philanthropy gawds who they still sadly think of as caring and nurturing Scientists. When Israel wants to bomb Iran, they trot out AOC to tell the middle class it’s all for LGBTQ rights and feminism. If you don’t support that war, you must be a sexist and a transphobe who needs cancelled. Shitlibs don’t remember anything about Flint or the BP eco-ruin of the Gulf, or how Hillary and Obama crucified Libya and laughed about it, they just remember how AOC was traumatized by Qshaman and Trump said if you are rich, “they’ll even let you grab their pussies” to Billy Bush. That’s all they really recall, and that Brad Pitt played Dr. Fauchi on SNL because Dr. Fauchi was a SAINT. A SAINTLY SCIENTIFIC SAINT FOR SCIENCE! SCIENCE, itself. And one should never question Science. Or some shit like that. Orange Man Bad, Blame “RUSSIA!” Never mention Israeli’s open influence on Trump administration, just keep saying, “Putin”. Have you noticed how a lot of these Grub Hub and Amazon delivery shoppers do not seem to be real deep thinkers, beyond, like what wine to buy at Trader Joe’s or what kinda colored tile or sandblasted bamboo glass shower door design they wanna put in their outdoor garden hot tub area of the Hipster Chic Airbandb? They just buy shit and buy shit so they never have to think about mortality, or the fragility of all things, at all. Call that democracy or some shit. Enlightenment-they all say they are enlightened. Something to do with owning shit and inheriting privilege. It is a pet peeve of mine, how the born lucky motherfuckers are the ones sitting around their big compounds talking all their mad, mad shit about how people just like being homeless and sick, and it’s their karma, and how virtuous they themsleves are, with their snow white compounds and cocaine and Buddha statues and proper genteel college updated newest fad madeup words lexicon. “VOTE BLUE, EVERYBODY!”
I’ll always remember 9/11 as they day my ex broke up with me, said we were not compatible, took my kids, moved ’em to the other side of the country seeking an ever more privileged propertarian hipster gentrification lifestyle in scenic Honkytopia. A big divide happened between me and all my more upwardly mobile friends who were invested in the system, or who inherited wealth and understood how they benefitted from obediently parroting the conventional wisdom of the day which was of course, “those dirty Muslims are a comin’ with their boxcutters and Sharia Laws to steal our freedom fries and good jobs and health benfits, so we better all go buy more duct tape from Tom Ridge’s Home Depot!” There was the big spy on your neighbor campaign,”SEE SOMETHING/SAY SOMETHING!”, except Julian Assange and Chelsea Manning—NOT LIKE THAT! Bush/Cheney rolled out all their stay scared Orange Alerts bullshit, they put spooks in the mosques and all the eager beaver pledge of alleigience people just thought that was wholesome and okeydokey. The people who were playing along with the story that somehow, Saddam Hussein was in cahoots with Bin Ladin, so now the war machine had to bomb seven countries for freedom and those of us who knew the empire was a bloodthirsty shitshow became ever more incommunicado with the gotmines and hut twos who fall for every fucking media blitz. The shit havers all got onboard with the steady fearrmongering Y2K! MAD COW! SHOE BOMBER! ANTHRAX KILLER! BIRD FLU! MAD DICTATOR WITH WMDS! RUSSIAGATE! of corporate media, that was bullhorn pummeling us all with propaganda around the clock. Always rolling out the supposedly woke and diverse POC to sell us some farfetched fuckedup lies for war. Condolezza, Colin Powell, Obama, the Squad, this Jeffries guy. The darker hued faces of the same old honky empire. They said they had to kill Saddam’s sons, because they were decadent richkids who lived in opulent splendor, kidnapped and tortured dissidents and killed suspects without trial, with all their oligarchal unearned privilege. Nothing like W and Cheney and Kushner and Trump and Hunter Biden. Saddam’s sons, they were decadent richkids who lived in opulent splendor, kidnapped and tortured dissidents and killed suspects without trial, with all their oligarchal unearned privilege. There were those of us who saw the King, W, who HST called “our goofy child president” was barely capable of reading his goat book to children, and those who believed Oprah when she brought on Laura Bush to explain how the imperial war machine was only bombing the piss out of Afghanistan for 20 years not for control of the minerals and opium, but because George Bush and Dick Cheney loved Muslim women so much, they were such sensitive feminists who only wanted to improve their quality of life and liberate them with big bombs and rough men with scary guns collecting their son’s fingers as trophies, and brutally occupying their ACTUAL “home” lands for twenty years. It was all for women’s rights and feminism, and non binary vegan options, they never stopped saying that about anything. Virgiania’s Secret? It was all for women’s rights and feminism, they insisted. People love that shit. It’s seldom real, though. Always serves some hidden agenda.
We all got happy for a minute about Obama, but he was a trojan horse for the bankers and military industrail complex, expanded the Bush/Cheney forever wars based on lies, signed the NDAA allowing for domestic psy ops and extrajudicial assassinations and indefinite detentions of disssident jornalists without trial, and the sleepy crowds who were told they were the woke ones went wild for it. Classy and Woke, Woke and Classy, they repeated that bullshit for years on end, branded anybody a racist or a conspiracy theorist who questioned the morality of droning weddings and funerals, or someone who would brag about double tap droning ambulances coming to try to save some of the casualties, or classiness of a fella who was knowingly bombing hospitals. They told us the country was split between people who only cared about protecting their right to abortions and transgender access to restrooms, and people who only cared about protecting their exclusive right to own big guns and aim guns at protestors everytime the police killed some more black people. The rightwingers want to be allowed to run people over with their cars at demonstrations they disagree with. Komfortable Kalltha Kops Karyns want the right to get you snuffed out by the jackboots if they don’t like your unsightly appearnce in their gentrified neighborhoods. It got a lot zanier after all that. The people wanted Bernie Sanders to become the DNC candidate, the DNC said fuck ya’all, we don’t work for you. Here’s Gropey Joe. The people who believe that the Patriot Act and the warrantless wiretapping laws were all sitting on the shelf just coincidentally are the trains on time people, the tv believers. So what remains now, are the majority who seem to go along with the bullshit program, and the rest of us who are conscientious objectors. To me, those are the real factions, not red versus blue, or right versus left.That’s an outdated paradigm, for sure. It’s those who think some scary Muslims and pinko commies keep attacking and attacking peaceful and democratic, liberty loving, free press Murkkka and her innocent friends Israel, KSA and the Ukraine for no reason, unprovoked, because they are mad dictators who are willing to use chemical warfare against their own people. And those of us who understand that all these bullshit wars and undemocratic fix in is elections, controlled media, granny gropers and pornoscanners in the airports, mass wiretappings, and always new rules censorship rollouts were always for Halliburton, the Carlysle Group, Blackwater and Blackrock, Pfizer and Raytheon, they were never for feminism or transkids rights. The capitalist empire did not grow a conscience all of a sudden, and that’s why it’s overnight okeydokey for the white people to smoke the legal reefer,and dress all their school kids in pink wigs. There’s always some some other backhanded, back room cigar chomper’s devious shit at play, whenever some kinda non stop goose stepping drums of war repetition messaging comes bleating through every media platform, at once. You can not trust the billionaires or war profiteers to be your loving saviors. As Erin Brockovich says, “Superman is not coming!” The Davos billionaires are surveillance-tech, biowar gain of function, Georgia Guidestones depopulation control freaks who DO NOT LOVE YOU. See anybody fixing the water in Flint? Obama could pay for that outta his own pocket, or Oprah, or probably Hunter Biden. Nope, best we can do is Trump will buy some firefighters, sick people, and cops some hamburgers, at McDonalds in Palestine. People on the right think DeSantis, a known Gitmo torturer cares about their human rights. There is no left left in the USA, USA after 25 years of crazy media brainwashing, and corporate capture of the DNC, but the affluent classes who still self identify as liberal and progressive tell themselves Lyn Cheny is a really nice person because she is against protests and dislikes Trump. Kamala is a mass incarcerator, Mayo Pete is a spook, AOC is controlled op Pelosi Jr., we poor people have no representation at all here. Bernie is working for Pfizercare. He sold out his own Revolution. It’s such a drag, voting won’t change anything. We got to organize our own little communities, why the fuck do you think the government wants us to register our motherfucking gardens now? That’s batshat Scrooge McDuck daffyduckery.
*HA! You know how when you’re young n drunk you think you’re like, the only one, and way more important to everyone than you really are? When I was but a wee pink leather struttin’ gutter urchin in poorly applied blue eyeshadow, I had convinced myself “Johnny Too Bad” was about me, rather than Blitz gettin’ stabbed, that’s how ceaselessly vainglorious I was in my untamed youth. The Lords Of The New Church-Rockpalast Show 3 -Johnny too bad – YouTube
EMPIRE POLICE STATE WITH THE COINTELPRO, CONTROLLED MEDIA & CONTROLLED OPPOSITION
Whether you think the problem is big government (R) or big business (D)’s Pre-Clinton, now it’s all Trump or Russia, the real issue is that since the crooked Supreme Court Citizen’s United ruling giving more rights to corporations than actual citizens, big business and the goverment, Vanguard and Raytheon, Blackrock and Pfizer, Pelosi and Schumer, Cheney and DeSantis, nowadays, they are all one in the same. That’s why we call it fascism. Rich people have class solidarity, poor people are kept in a cable fed hypnoslumber debating meaning less bullshit, Coke versus Pepsi, Red pill or blue pill, Call now! Truth is, poor people have no say, no real representation. “When members of the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe led protests against the 1,172-mile-long Dakota Access pipeline in 2016, thousands of people traveled to North Dakota from across the country in a historic display of solidarity.
Then came the crackdown. Pipeline opponents were attacked with dogs, tear gas, and rubber bullets. At one point, protesters were shot with a water cannon in freezing cold weather, sending people to be treated for hypothermia and other injuries.
Dakota Access owner Energy Transfer hired TigerSwan, a private security firm led by a former commander of the elite Army unit Delta Force. That firm conducted aerial surveillance, monitored communications, infiltrated activist circles, and coordinated with law enforcement agencies.” (-The Intercept who is not to be trusted with advocating effectively for truth tellers-they are owned by a billionaire, therefore probably controlled op, just like all the rest, AND they want donations to investigate corporate crimes. Status Coup is on the ground in Palestine reporting on the toxic mushroom cloud right now. Look for their youtube channel for updates)
“I reject the claim that my past reporting on The Intercept are “conspiracy theories.” The outlet has a lot of explaining to do for closing the Snowden archive, leaving the vast majority unpublished, + after 3 of their whistleblowers were sent to prison due to reporter negligence.” (-Whitney Webb)
You think Mayo Pete and Gropey Joe are gonna hold Norfolk Southern accountable for the intentional burn in Ohio? It’s owned by Blackrock.
“The truth is Ukraine would have been far better off if the U.S. and NATO respected Russia’s security proposals in 2021.
It isn’t controversial to demand NATO not expand up to Russia’s borders. If you disagree, you’re a warmonger. Imagine being a country that’s bombed several countries, killed millions, armed several countries that impose brutality on millions more, and is now lecturing China on the potential of sending “lethal aid” to Russia.
That’s the U.S. right now. A clown car of a government.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“If you’re anti-US empire but are allergic to criticising the DoD role in major aspects of the Covid disaster, I have a hard time understanding why. Some of us were vocal about it while it was happening and your silence years after the fact is deafening. Wondering how many of the people talking about the Wuhan Lab today have noted that the Pentagon was funding lots of those activities via EcoHealth. Probably not many, since most also avoid the Pentagon’s outsized role in the disastrous Op Warp Speed.” (-Whitney Webb)
“What if they created a virus that killed millions only so they could make billions by also creating a vaccine? Asking that question should not make someone an “unhinged conspiracy theorist” after the Department of Energy admitted today that Covid likely came from a lab leak.” (-Ryan Knight)
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Black Moses – Strange Life.Track 7 from the 2002 CD “Emperor Deb” Label:Lunasound — LUNA007CD James Jones – Vocals, Guitar Graeme Flynn – Bass, Vocals Chris (Mad-Boy) Buncall – Drums, Vocals With Tony Bevan – Sax Produced By Graeme Flynn And Jim Jones Recorded At Emperor Deb, N.Yorks All Songs By Jones, Flynn, Buncall Except 8 And 12 By Jones, Flynn, Buncall, Denton …www.youtube.com
“Julian Assange was kidnapped, tortured and is still in prison for revealing the war crimes committed by the United States. War is a multi trillion dollar industry that serves no one other than the rulers that lie us into supporting them.
So if we keep falling for their propaganda, they’ll gladly let us pay for, fight and die in them.” (-Black In The Empire)
“When journalists at corporate outlets lie to advance the Cause — “the Joe BIden reporting is Russian disinformation”; “COVID lab leak is a debunked conspiracy theory”; “Trump takes orders from Putin” — it actually *helps* their careers. “They’re even willing to lie for us!” Given how balkanized most corporate media is – where employees only speak to readers and viewers with the same partisan affiliation and ideology – the key attribute for success isn’t truth. Only prerequisite is saying anything to advance that side; if it’s lying, all the better.” (-Glenn Greenwald)
If the New York Times or anyone else thinks “liberty” needs to be “saved” in Ukraine, have they noticed Ukraine itself has imposed martial law, barred men from leaving the country, and consolidated state control of the media? Or are these considered liberty-enhancing measures now” (-Michael Tracey)
“Never in human history has it been more important to get a large, forceful antiwar movement going than it is right now. It’s really sad considering how many lives could have been saved if the USA government, corporate dictatorship and mainstream media had told the whole truth and nothing but the truth. They put their greed and interests first, as usual. ” (-Caitlin Johnstone)
“Bought Media pushing for more war. They won’t cover Peace rallies , but they can’t get enough of Pro-War rallies. #WarPigs” (-Jimmy Dore)
“I’ve never seen in the last 30 years anything like this. Superman isn’t coming. You know if your sick, you know if you smell something, You know if the water looks funny. You know how to become your own critical thinker. Don’t let what has happened here divide you” ( –@ErinBrockovich)
“EPA had to know when they were going to burn vinyl chloride that dioxin would be formed. It’s CRIMINAL that they didn’t come forward w/ that. It’s in some ways up to folks in this room & town to hold them accountable,” (-Steven Lester, science director Center for Health & Environmental Justice)
“There is no faster way to Peace than giving billions to Lockheed and Raytheon. I support whoever my Gov’t and the media tells me to without asking any questions and believe everything they say no matter how ridiculous, I’m an American. The U.S. Gov’t defines a terrorist as the ones that we aren’t paying. Taiwan take a look at Ukraine
You want to end up like that, because the U.S. wants to use you as pawns for their next proxy war, or work it out with China? Americans made the same mistake with Covid as they are with this war and that we always do.
Most of us seem to believe that the owners of our Gov’t aren’t evil and greedy enough to kill people for profit” (-Black In The Empire on point sarcasmatron)
“Every single “revolutionary” influencer who is still with the “democrat party” is actually the opposition posing as our allies.Because the democrat party is actually one party with Republicans and they all lean right, not left. They are liars, gaslighters and frauds!!!” (-Jory Micah)
“And now, having spent years spreading one outright lie after the next because their liberal audiences demanded it — even inventing new standards to air insane conspiracies (“improbable but true”) — they now insist you need them to protect you from “disinformation” by censoring. Just think about that. Why kind of “journalistic outlet” would air to millions of people an inflammatory claim they admit is **improbable** on the ground it “might be true?” Everything falls into that group.
But MSNBC and NYMag did it because they knew their audience wanted it.” (-Glenn Greenwald)
“The Progressive Caucus is fully onboard with war and obediently calling it unprovoked.” (-David Swanson)
“Biden isn’t going to East Palestine, because he thinks it’s the place where he’s funding apartheid. Dear World,
Stop dying for the U.S. Gov’t, they’re really not that into you. As long as the United States has weapons to sell and Ukraine provides soldiers to die, America will try to keep this war going while they feed our citizens the same old freedom and democracy line they use whenever they’re killing or getting people killed. You don’t have to hate Russia or China because the people who rip us off and lie to us everyday tell us to.” (-Black In The Empire)
WOW APOLLONIA HAS A PODCAST! YEAHHH!!!
I had posters of her as a kid, I love all of ’em-Vanity, SUSAN MOONSIE!!, Brenda, the Time, Dez, Andre, Wendy & Lisa, Jill Jones, Susannah, the Revolution, the Family, all that, but particularly: Dirty Mind, Controversy, and 1999. I love the Prince new wave era way, way better than the jazzy stuff with all the horns and Claire Fischer strings and “ON THE ONE!” 12 piece funk revues with the dancers and “Cat we need you to rap” hip-hop influenced stuff he did later. What could be more thrilling than Apollonia having a podcast and interviewing Susannah and Dez, etc., etc.????!!!!
80’s punk was different than this get rich quick, brand builder, bruncheon bullshit they’ve had since Green Day and Warped Fest. Bands were deliberately shocking and offensive, inflammatory, confrontational, and provocative with band names like The Dicks, Reagan Youth, Millions Of Dead Cops, Circle Jerks, Jodie Foster’s Army, Dayglo Abortions, Revolting Cocks, Crucifucks, Anal Cunt, Suicidal Tendencies, Butthole Surfers, Jon Cougar Concentration Camp, and Dead Kennedys. They were almost all anti-fascist, anti governmenet, anti-war, anti-censorship, anti-corporations, til Nirvana made shit tons of money crossing over into the monopoly dictated so called mainstream. Now you could not put out records like “Government Flu” without being cancelled by big tech, woke-spooks, and their Navel Studies Special Feelings Just US brigades. Gov. Jesse Ventura a former Navy seal believes that John lennon’s assassin was an MK Ultra programmed inside job hitman deployed to silence Lennon’s anti war messaging in the Reagan/Bush era but university indoctrinated people have been taught that is just some crazy X Files and Men In Black “conspiracy stuff”. can’t happen here, not in the good ole USA! Back in th day, it seemed like ALL the punks tended to be critcal thinkers on some level, because it was not available in the mall, you know, you really had to be committed, you had to have some skin in the game to wear even a Misfits or Cramps t shirt in public back then. Any deviation from the hut two big truck vroom vroom football program was usually met with violence and expulsion. So the punks were the people who thought outside the handed down Pilgrims, Cherry Tree, Honest Abe, John Wayne scripts. Even the tough guy male bonding hardcore guys I wouldn’t wanna hang around with back then, knew sucking up to the power aint where it’s at and recognized basic facts like how George Bush fucked over Carter with his hostages for guns backroom double dealings, Olie North was a crooked guns and black ops smuggler, something was fuckedup about how Hinckley was a Bush cousin who is now free and playing music for like sicko Netflix Gacey ghouls. Think about it: had his assassination attempt been successful, who would have taken over the oval office right that minute? Bill Hicks was my age, he knew something was rotten and fuckedup and we weren’t being told the truth about JFK and WACO. Now people who like to do the crossword in the Sunday Times tell me straight to my face the tv and newspaper of record can not lie, though that’s about all they’ve done since 9/11 and that is easily demonstratable, proven with a two minute googl, they lied about everything since 9/11 but especially these past four years, Russiagate, Fauchi, the Flint coverup and they were promoting top down pentagon preferred narratives and any celebrity who likes their cozy job in pig-media was trotted out to help advance Nato’s wars for empire, they lie about Yemen everyday.Some rightwinger told me Sonny Bono wanted to investigate “what went wrong” at WACO but oops, skiing accident, right? Media never mentions him anymore so you’ve probably never heard of him, but US Senator Paul Wellstone the self proclaimed “Democratic wing of the Democrat Party”,was warned by Dick Cheney that he better vote for Iraq war funding, or else, and he ended up getting or elsed, you know, just coincidentally, by happenstance, whoopsy daisy, in a small plane accident. JFK Jr. would have become senator instead of Hillary had he not also been “or elsed” after publishing a political magazine rumored to have been revealing the name of his father’s killer. Hunter S. Thompson thought the whole 9/11 narrative was bullshit and said so, told his friends in canada that “they are going to make it look like a suicide”, before dying while on the phone with his wife who he told needed to return from the gym to help his sports column. Seymour Hersh was blacklisted from corporate media for saying the Bin Ladin hit story was a lie. That whole Danger Room Avengers shot was pure theater. They weren’t really watching nothin’ in real time. “Actors, after all, are only acting”. In the timeless words of Lords Of The New Church. “The acting’s lousy but the blind don’t know. Obama pretending to drink the Flint water. The corporate media has lied about everything, at least since 9/11. Brooks Brothers Riot, they said. hanging chads, they told us. Nader’s Fault. Cavemen with boxcutters. Three buildings with two planes. The oil spill in the gulf was marked safe. Obama and family did a photo op. “Swimming” in the gulf. “The acting’s lousy but the blind don’t know.”
If you talk to tv people, they dunno about Building #7, there is no mention of it at the Ground Zero museum tourist trap. Like it never existed. Who’s Paul Wellstone? Like he never existed? Strummer made a big comeback was goin’ on david Letterman singing songs about Martin Luther King, but oops, drops dead just suddenly at fifty, heart attack. Very much like when Lennon was killed by a lone gunman after returning to the public eye. It’s overwhelming to consider all the scientists, truth tellers, artists nd entertainers who’ve droppd dead just suddenly in recent years. Now it’s athletes and kids having heart attacks and the tv and NY Times say it’s just always been that way, or that they should’ve gottent that fourth Monkeypox booster. So much proof we were lied to about Seth Rich. Where’s HIS computer. Michael Hastings told friends he was onto a big story, was worried about somebody fucking with his car. Died in an outta control ball of fire the next day. The guy who leaked the Vault 7 stuff about remote control assassinations to Wikileaks is in the gulag and the tv and NY Times has said he is a very bad man. Aaron Swartz was another whistle blower who got suicided. Consumers of controlled media are oblivious to all of it, they see no evil, that’s all just “conspiracy theories” they repeat. The whole big tech and government co-conspiring to coverup Hunter Biden business before a big election where the candidate never campaigned except when he told that union guy in Michigan, “I don’t work for you!” and promised the Goldman sachs bigwigs, “Nothing Will Change”. So yeah I aint mad at no conservatives who are wrong about everything and babbling about how Obama is a radical socialist cause I know they’ve been lied to all their lives. Same with the self conratulayting shitlibs who don’t know anything about what’s going on but believe the Squad and Pelosi are “The Resistance”. I’ll tell you what’s fucked up. When old 80’s punks get in line and uncritically parrot whatever the tv tells ’em. I remember when everybody had KILLYOUR TV stickers on their amps and guitar cases. Nothing like these teleprompter reading, J. Edgar Hoover lovin’, bullshit obedience signaling, cancel culture, topdown narrative obeyers like we got now. I mean, as a partier, I was not into the preppie handbook cargo shorts DC hardcore bands, but even they seemed more rebellious and aware and anti capitalist greedhead than any of the asskiss faux punk bands we’ve had in recent decades. Sniveling college types trying to cancel UK Subs. Are you kidding me, man? Identify your real oppressor and you’ll stop punching down. HINT: It’s not the people with less property, education, or healthcare than you. It aint blue collar fols who were poisoned by Blackrock owned Norfolk Southern setting a train load of toxic chemicals on fire, as if that’s just natural and everyday stuff you do, or blue collar folks who were poisoned by the government in Flint. Don’t drink the Obama Water.
NONSTOP PROPAGANDA FEAR FACTORY AND SAME OLE WEAPONIZED IDENTITY POLITRICKS
Nobody seems to notice how all the different tv and radio stations that give is an illusion of media diversity are all using the exact same AI lexicon to advance the preferred narratives of their corporate owners and donors. All the politicians use the same programmed lingo to justify always more wars, and more billion dollar giveaways to the military industrial complex for more wars while our citizens are sick, homeless, or dying suddenly, always under cover of supposedly “liberating” a people, when they all know those people will just be slaughtered in sacrifice zones just like in Iraq, Yemen, Palestine, and Afghanistan. I heard yesterday that they’ve spent more money on the Ukraine war already than they did the entire occupation of Afghanistan for control of the lithium and opium and the slow bleed Russia. Now people like AOC are helping manufacture consent for Israel’s war on Iran by reciting the now standard bullshit propaganda that it will be a precision strike preemptive war that’s woke and classy and safe and effective-another humane intervention to liberate the Iranian or Chinese or Russian gay people and feminists, like they did in Libya and Syria, etc., etc.. That’s what Laura Bush and Oprah told the stay at home moms during the war on Iraq. Always at war for women’s rights and LGBTQ being oppressed by some other culture, right? “Mad Dictator Uses Chemical Weapons”. Spreading democracy and freedom, like when they used white helmets propaganda to steal the lower third of Syria. Textbook song n dance, works everytime, all the chickenhawks say it’s okey dokey cause Obama. Now, we see a gigantic chemical catastrophe being swept under the rug by the captured regulatory agencies and media whores and politicians who all work for Blackrock. Shitlibs never ask themselves WHY the Norfolk Southern train company just mysteriously decided that if a train drives through three different heat sensors and jumps the track, that it makes no sense to controlled-burn all the chemicals inside permanently poisoning the ecosystems in that part of the country where they wanna mine for cobalt and get rid of all those organic farms and dispalce all those Amish people who stand in the way of WEF progress, while corporate media and bought and paid for politicians and industry captured regulatory agencies all insist it’s all safe and scientific and safepace sensitive, even while all the real people in the community are sick, leaving in droves, and begging pig-media to care about their plight, but when just 4 monopolies control the entire media, all you’re gonna hear is it’s safe, and locals just need to get more monkeypox boosters for science and let’s get back to our regularly scheduled culture war divisions. What about all the manufactured pop whore controversies? What about Qshaman? Him and that no good Sedition Panda “STORMED THE CAPITAL”, It was an “INSURRECTION, INSURRECTION, INSURRECTION, in the SACRED HALLS OF DEMOCRACY where the lobbyists go to bribe the politicians and hand them their ALEC-AIPAC-MIC-WEF-CFR-BILL GATES penned legislature. Some conservative voters not believing the election results was obviously, THE WORST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED IN HUMAN HISTORY! Dang that dastardly Qshaman! That Sedition Panda and the redenck who messed up some envelopes on HRSH Pelosi’s desk are possibly even worse than standup comics who tell jokes you find offensive. Sadly, people really do fall for all these batshit narratives. I know shitlibs who say Murkkka was attacked by Muslims who hated us for our freedom. How many times did big 5 mockingbird media insist Obama was ending a war that he never really ended? “End to all combat operations”, “drawing down the troops”, they said, while always building permanent bases, and installing permanent, corporate mercenary secret armies and moderate-rebel puppet governments friendly to Big Oil or Big Pharma interests. All the shitlibs forever praising John McCain and Madeline Albright, now, they got Bono and Ellen and all the corrupt DNC hacks heaping forever praises on the Bush/Cheneys. Wow, man. ya know? I tried to spell it out for one of my songwriter heroes, but he was married. Wife loved Hillary, said it was “her Turn” and our democracy was hacked by trolls on facebook from “RUSSIA!” posting Buff Bernie memes, and Bernie’s a sexist, they siad, and Bernie bros are sexist. I’m so sick of tv propaganda, sick of war, sick of greedy assholes targeting populations for displacement, extinction, or mass incaceration, ruthlessly gouging and saying “Blame Putin”, or always pivoting back to sacred cow special class bullshit hurt feelings culture war garbage. I read about how they are wiping unwoke lingo from old Bond paperbacks. I’m baffled by these people who all safesspace celebrate burning books. Cause war media told them Russia attacked Zelensky unprovoked for just no reason at all other than he is a madman dictator and cause he hated the post-coup Ukraine’s freedom and sovereignty.
I try talking to middle class people about the gentrification rent and grocery store woes, and how the family doctor had a stroke in his forties after a certain procedure, and there aint no disinfectant available at the smalltown hospital in the restrooms and how I hate any family members having to go there when it’s so fucked up and corrupt, or how I had to quit eating like half the foods I used to be able to afford after they were doubled since Gropey Joe took office, but they just change the subject back to their Starbellied Sneetch feelings about their childhood traumas I am not responsible for, or thirdhand programmed outrage du juor, like their ongoing media induced twitter anger at some comedians, or JK Rowling or Joe Rogan, or “Sedition Panda” or “Qshaman”, or shit like that. All feels like manufactured hoopla and preassigned puppet heroes and psy op villains and I am real skeptical now about anything they tell me on tv. I’m kinda giving up on the college brainwashed, special safespace, extra privilege identity haves. I can’t reach ’em. They defend Dick Cheney and W and Obama and Biden, ya know? They trust Bill Gates and Jeff Bezos and Hillary Clinton and Elon Musk. They repeat things they heard a White House spokesperson say. Not me, Jack. Everything stays closed on Mondays in desolate, disintegrating ghost towns ravaged by years of neglect and extreme winds. When my disabled teenager is having struggles, so are his mom and I. I was able to watch that documentary about how the Nixon admin tried to use Johnny Cash for pro war propaganda purposes but it ended up backfiring cause Cash was not stupid or evil. Man I miss artists and songwriters with the integrity and soulpower of Cash. They filled his video up with illuminati celebs doing the one eye sign. Nina Simone said her idea of freedom was absence of fear. I don’t know any free people, anymore. Everybody I know is having health problems, are mourning sudden deaths, are experiencing intense anxiety over superinflation and housing instability, none of us poor people feel free at all. AND we are the ones who get that extra scrutiny from The Man. Bush disbanded all the white collar crime police forces, way back when. The loss prevention screws always give longhairs the aggressive hospitality business and so the uniforms and Gentrification Karyns calling 911 to report outdoor cigartette smokers. ESPECIALLY if we are pedestrians or fail to present as sufficiently middle class. We are among the vast majority of Murkkkans who are up shit creek if we have any health setbacks or car problems and we do. I tried to get into that SPARKS movie cause so many of my older friends and new wave idols always seemed to love them, but Honestly, I still don’t get it. Lyrical concerns are too try hard clever, clever, I have no sense of humor, I don’t like singer’s voice, so it always feels too Weird Al or They Might Be Giants, pointlessly absurd to me, but ya know I like all kindsa shit that most of my record store friends absolutely detest. I do love, “COOL PLACES”, but that’s because of JANE WIEDLIN. I love her. Have since I was a kid in Lexington, Kentucky.
Summa their stuff still seems a bit silly and certainly lacking in the lyrical department, ya know, like David Lee Roth without the brains would be an entirely different kinda animal, but jamming to summa their old shit on youtube can take me back to the high school years of Spud Mackenzie and weedly guitars, high pitched vocals and serious bleach jobs. I’ve warmed up to some of the spandex hairbands I used to kinda shrug off, I mean none of it’s great poetry, but are D’Molls any dumber than Bang Tango or Ratt or Pretty Boy Floyd or Quiet Riot? I dunno, man. “ALRITE! COME ON! COME ON ALRITE! WHOO!” Probably a bit better than say Slaughter or Nelson or some shit. I don’t really keep in touch with very many of my old metalhead friends, at least not the ones who grew up beside me, reading “FACES ROCKS”, “CIRCUS”, “HIT PARADER”, “CREEM”, and “RIP” magazines. I don’t even know what happened to most of ’em. I did some internet sleuthing yesterday and did note how some of them really have become very invested in adult identities and important careers, and if that is your thing, it’s your thing. It aint me, babe. I still got old magazine pinups all over my walls and am in negotiations to commence work on my newest Gun Club-Cramps-Suicide-Birthday Party influenced electrotrash goth band. One group my old cronies were always on about was Chicago glamsters, D’MOLLS-guitsling SS Priest had previously played in Diamond Rexx who my old backpatched denim, demon ringed, heavy metal parking lot stoner-dude-bro liked as well, SS joined forces with Maybe It’s Maybelline pink blouses, Desi Rexx, Billy Dior, and Lizzy Valentine and made their way out to the Sunset Strip to try to secure a record deal which is what we did, back then, only i was about five years too late, and some have said nowhere nears high screechy enough. D’Molls signed to Atlantic and had an MTV tune called “777” but the song was not that strong, so the record never sold so that was that. Prior to D’Molls, Dior had played in CC’s old band, Screamin’ Mimis and sued Poison for “Talk Dirty To Me” and was awarded a settlement and a co credit. Since the hair metal glory days, Dior has gone on to publish his memoirs like we do, only my former wouldbe publisher ghosted me when she met so many other hoodlum divebar gutter poet hasbeens with the same old rags to rags story as mine with better tattoos and/or a gone straight and got a job and a vintage car/record deal/ tattoo shop happy ending. I’m not a real big hair metal dude, but I liked D’Molls better than Tuff or Roxx Gang. Now, that I’m old and can not stand the bullshit they play on the controlled airwaves nowadays, I’m going back and rediscovering summa the old eighties, also-ran bands. In the words of “D’Molls, “you can run away if you want to, but you can’t escape the past…” I remember thinking they were you know, too spandex corny, when I was a kid with decidedly more post-punk and new waveish tendencies, but now, I think they were approximately as good as Skid Row or Poison, not counting those band’s two biggest hits, some of their stuff sounds just like the Crue, really. They were good at what they did, are probably still entertaining to see in some skuzzy bar overcrowded with bleached blonde fifty somethings. Just not what I’m lookin’ for ultimately.
” It’s joined at the hip in the triple evil of militarism, racism & materialism. That’s why the crisis of empire is inseparable from the crisis of racial & economic inequality & the crisis of democracy that allows our policies to be bought & paid for by the highest bidders. On each of these crises – militarism, racism & materialism – we’ve hit the breaking point. For that reason & for the practical matter of achieving critical mass – we need a broad movement for peace, justice and democracy in order to dismantle the war machine.” (-Dr. Jill Stein)
“Africa opposes sanctions on Russia.
Asia opposes sanctions on Russia. Latin America opposes sanctions on Russia. Only the Collective West, less than 15 percent of the world’s population, is willing to sink their economies for the U.S.’s war.” (-Danny Haiphong)
To centrists who’ve become fascists, everyone else looks like a Nazi.” (-Jeff Wells)
“The only reason our votes matter to them is because if they can get us to believe we had a choice they can keep their con going. We do not have a choice. Voting is useless in effecting change. All it is is us giving our power away.
There is NO SOLUTION but REVOLUTION!!! Trump and Biden are on the same team. The corporate dictatorship’s team. Everything they do is theater for that dictatorship. What’s not to understand?” (-Jory Micah)
were a Dutch goth band one of my dearest old friends was into way back when we were teenagers, I always liked ’em well enough but have only really been digging into their catalog lately I suppose because I’ve been thinking about old friends like that one and also looking for some more intelligent and emotional music cause I’m so burntout on all the usual shite and the new stuff just insults one’s common sense-all that Nikki Minaj and XXXTempacion and Pink 182 stuff aint for me. I don’t even know what darkwave MEANS, we just called it goth, or sometimes death rock back in my day sonny, but I do remember the NME and Melody maker trying to label some of those bands like Southern Death Cult, Spear Of Destiny and the Skids as “positive punk” back then? Xymox has released nearly twenty records since they were referred to by my Ft. Wayne friends as “ethereal” when they were on 4:AD, they have a worldwide cult following of course, legions of fans all over, but I’ve just recently been appreciating them more deeply. I kinda doubt that me and them are particularly aligned politically but I sure do love their music. My brother in law’s from Holland and like me, he is a big Mink Deville enthusiast.
HAVE YOU HEARD THE BIG BUZZ ABOUT THUNDERFUCK AND THE DEADLY ROMANTICS?
Apparently they generate some controversy in Canada with their hard rockin’ untamed barbarian party people personas, some sensitive souls compare their vocalist to GG Allin, I dunno about all that, I’m just finding out about ’em cause you know I don’t get around much anymore, some other rock critic called Thunderfuck a “minotaur of a man” which to me, is funny, makes me smile, me and my old sleazy grebo-glam gang got called all that and more, so ya know I get what they’re all about, I think they’re a lotta fun, they’ve been around awhile now but I’m just discovering ’em, they kinda remind me of Sister Morphine, Rose Tattoo, Dictators, the Almighty, Zodiac Mindwarp, all the scuzzy heavy wild bikerpunks we all know and love. Check ’em out!
ANOTHER COLD MORNING IN DISINTEGRATING DEADEND GHOST TOWN
Aint nothin where I live but a Wal-Mart, McDonald’s and some jivessass bullshit rich people trying to gentrify two streets by building all these prohibitively expensive airbandb’s for trendy hipsters from outta town. Trendy hipsters show up here insisting they can transform a deadpoor town of elderly people into OVERNIGHT BROOKLYN HIPSTERTOPIA, but like, by their third day, they realize there aint no audience, aint no chicks, nobody cares about their ZZ Top beard or occultic tattoo. Only people who can afford the ten dollar pints at the tourist trap bar are in their seventies and eighties, and the douchey Dave Matthews yuppified bar-bros are gonna be inhospoitable if you aint high tippin’ em everytime they pour a beer. You wanna go to the deadend desert, you’re gonna have to learn to cope with some deepass tedium. Everything is closed on Sundays AND Mondays. You can go for a power walk by the river with your two pitbulls but you’re likely to meet some low level meth crazies like Badger and Skinny Pete along your way. You can soak in them supposedly healing and therapeutic thirty bucks an hour hot tubs if that’s your thing but the hairy backed, faux new wage, wouldbe shamanic men here in the gold necklaces are all creepy swinger desperados ala “Three’s Company”. Nevermind the flooded streets and extreme winds. My kid is sick and I’m probably gonna catch whatever he’s got cause we are outta the vitamin C and have to order more through the mail, cause the good stuff is not available here. We had Covid over Christmas but knocked it out efficiently with a certain protocol I can only share with you at the hobo bonfire by the railroad tracks. Buncha trees blew down in my yard so I integrated them into the broken down fence, halfheartedly trying to keep the cows out. They love to fertilize the side yard at night. I don’t mind really, I kinda like free cows. I love Susan Sarandon who showed up at Donzinger’s trial fighting the horrible fix is in Chevron fascists. It seems like anytime a rich and powerful person fights for good, they get fuckedover by the pig-media and all it’s loathsome zombies of death slogan reciters and shit slingers. So I just wanna be one tiny voice in the darkness saying, “I Love Susan Sarandon.” Ralph Nader, too. I no longer believe in anybody associated with the DNC services corporation and their pro war stance and primary rigging, not Sanders, certainly not those turncoats and fucking soldout supermodels of the fraudsquad. And those horrible rich women of “The View” are just the worst kind of grotesque servants of empire and kneejerk protectors of the status quo. Yeccch! Horrible. Susan Sarandon though, gives me faith in some human beings still having some integrity, soul, and principles in this rich get richer hellscape society. God bless her. We used to be “friends” on the fascist book, but I understood when she abandoned that corrupt platform of her own accord, way before I got lockedout by the spooks for my anti-war shit-postings and linking to independent media from a Real Left perspective. Remember when people used to say, “keepin’ it real”, but then, that turned into some kinda jive justification for saying something rude to somebody? I still look for the real music, the real news, the real science and the real history. I know that aint gonna be found on the monopoly airwaves or Rockefeller funded public radio-they even got Amy Goodman burying the anti war movement and helping promote future regime change war on Iran. So yeah I don’t really even trust Democracy Now as much as I used to-everybody gets bought or controlled. Somebody killed Michael Hastings (RIP), but even “Rolling Stone” helps sell bullshit war narratives and provides cover for the secret police. I object to that. Shitlibs call that being a crazy conspiracy theorist. I don’t mind. I’m keepin’ it real, yo. I watch the Convo Couch, Kim Iverson, Revolutionary Blackout Network, Glenn Greenwald’s System Update, Lee Camp at Mint Press, and Consortium News personally, I check out what they have to say at www.antiwar.com I think everybody should be doing something everyday to end these forever wars for global empire based on lies and a Davos honcho’s oil and opium and mineral plundering agenda. Lithium is what Elon Musk wants more of. Never trust a billionaire. I don’t even trust very many millionaires, or upper middle class people, really. They’re all hoodwinked and bamboozled by the McCarthyist pants suit on the tv.
“Why is Tucker Carlson the only corporate news show to allow me to bring on an Anti-War message & tell the truth about Ukraine?
You’re being lied to about Ukraine and by the exact same people who lied us into Iraq, Libya , Syria, etc etc..America is the world’s terrorists.” (-Jimmy Dore)
“As the rest of the world talks about the need for negotiations, NATO continues to talk about the need for more weapons. One of the things Ukraine is getting in the new $10 billion from American taxpayers is money for healthcare. If the United States cared about the sovereignty of Ukraine they wouldn’t have taken it away in 2014. The U.S. Gov’t doesn’t care about the sovereignty of Ukraine or about bringing ‘democracy’ to Taiwan
These countries are just pawns to be used as battering rams against Russia and China because the U.S. wants to remain the world’s only super power. The fewer Americans that continue to care about Ukraine, the more our Gov’t is gonna try to tell us how much we all care about Ukraine. The rulers of the US and our Gov’t are looking at the chess pieces left and for the first time in years sees they can’t win so now like a bunch of spoiled brats they are just knocking all the pieces off the board. Looking at US foreign policy it appears that our ruling class has decided they’d rather see the world end in a nuclear war than the West lose their control of it” (-Black In The Empire)
Goldberg likes a lot of the same music I do and his descriptions are astonishingly vivid like when he says John Lee Hooker is so careful with what notes he plays, he compares each note to hundred dollar bills, ya get me? He’s a real gifted and descriptive writer who can entertain somebody like me for hours by digging deep in to what makes our favorite performers tick, he asks real questions. My wife was saying she aint interested in some entertainer’s backstory, only in how their song makes her feel. I’m quite the opposite in that regard, I always wanna know what happened that made Sinead O’Connor or Bob Stinson become who they did. Not so much nowadays, none of those short shelf life face tattoo rappers, or lab born Dizney slut puppet girls speak to me at all except I turn it off. I don’t ususally like anything that big 5 corporate media qualifies as mainstream, I did not even like the manufactured “alternative” they saturation marketed, Starbucks style, to people in my age group and younger in the nineties, so you can safely bet, if I was not all that wild about Lillith Fair or Lollapalooza or Woodstock 99 era acts, it’s gotten only worse, since then, which is why it is so refreshing and rejuvenating to read these dispatches from the last days of real rocknroll being heard on the mainstream airwaves, as penned by a really intuitive and perceptive watcher of popular culture and appreciator of authentic music, Mister Michael Goldberg. Like me, he started off doing a fanzine called “Hard Road” before graduating to taking photos of Morrison and Janis and in 75, he and his old lady did an interview with notoriously difficult Frank Zappa. Ya know I been reading this guy’s stuff all my life, ’cause he wrote for all the good rock mags before they were weaponized by The Man. You can feel how he is a right-on cat and shares our genuine love for good rocknroll music, whether he’s talkin’ ’bout “When You Were Mine” and “Manic Monday” or the majestic, shimmering tones of sound poet, James Calvin Wilsey from Silvertone, the original Chris Isaac band. He wrote the book about those dudes, and it is one of my favorite rock tomes of all time THIS WORLD IS ONLY GOING TO BREAK YOUR HEART | Reviews (i94bar.com), partly because I love the subject matter, but also because this writer is so compassionate and genuinely hip and gets it, and is so clearly and sincerely devoted to the music, you can feel he has an emotional investment and therefore skin in the game, he aint one of those paycheck cashing hustlers and shysters they pay to promote fabricated culture wars and lie to us about assemblyline post-boyband muzak in “Spin” and “Rolling Stone” nowadays.
‘Too loud to read in my crazy household on the edge of town, so I’ve been enjoying this beautiful hardback book from the comfort of a lounge chair in the middle of my yard beneath the desert sky, surrounded by butterflies, raptors, and an omnipresent symphony of birds song and the windchimes in the tree out front. It is a wonderfully curated collection of his inspired rocknroll raves, he’s less judgmental than many of us, I mean I was telling my old lady how I’ve become a real bastard in recent years, you get burned enough times by ex friends and music industry vampires, fakes, and the government and corporations, but I repeat myself, lying to you all the time, about every topic, you start to think the worst about people. Michael Goldberg’s writing was more open minded than that, he was one of those real old school just the facts ma’am geezeers who were all about reporting the observable truth on the ground. He’d go and ask Prince questions, and come back with a real story. Prince didn’t do autographs. I had no idea and I think I know shit about Prince. Erotic City Come Alive: Holy Holy PRINCE Raved Unto The Slut Glamtastic by General Labor – Veglam I don’t usually go for many of the big name music journalist compilations filled with official narratives and conventional wisdom, same people who always fuck up that bogus Hall Of Fame farce so badly. Greil Marcus wrote the foreward to this book and the cover illustration is old Hardy Boys retro pulp fiction illustration, but my dude’s writing will take you back to what was for me, a better, freer, more joyful and innocent era, when music did not suck, the news was less fake, and the culture had not deteriorated to the point where Milli Vanilli and Spice Girls seem like O.G. soul people. He interviews Mark Eitzel from the American Music Club who I always kinda appreciated as a songwriter-I knew his muse (RIP) Kathleen’s best friend, so I brushed with her a couple of times and my old drummer Boogie was quite enamored with her. Goldberg’s books make fine companions. This one is jam packed with top notch music writing, the likes of which we seldom see in this country where print media was killed off by the monoplies. At least you city slickers can still sometimes access “VIVE LE ROCK”, which is the last beacon of real rocknroll journalism, if you ask me. I’ll be telling you more about “ADDICTED TO NOISE” as I dig deeper into it. So far, it’s exactly what I was hoping for from the author of that poignant and powerful James Calvin Wilsey book. SENSATIONAL MUSIC WRITING ABOUT MANY OF OUR FAVORITE ARTISTS!
So yeah once my first band split up into what I came to see as the hot rod faction and the glam fag faction, I brought in the former roadie/bodygard on AC/DC guitar and we commenced to write a lotta good songs together, even as our other guitarist was beginning to drift away from us. He’d met some more adultish, career minded people who were telling him about how to get into college while me and the rhythm guitar player were at our most decadent and dangerous, spontaneous fun loving and debaucherous, going to all the derelict bars in the ghetto every night, meeting lots and lots and lots and lots of girls. The women and the booze you might say were distractions from the music, but really fuelled and inspired all the songs we were writing back then, predominantly about drinking and girls. So we met a guitrarist at our horrible affinity credit card telemarketing job-he was our supervisor. He shared our love of recreational pharamceuticals, I think one or both of those guys were supplementing the telemarketing wages with selling acid to telemarketers. Sometimes, our associates and roommates were probably alienated by our ridiculous LSD loud laughing, you know we thought we were like real rocketmen space explorers, star commandos. One of my closest pals back in the sticks was the ultimate garage punk connosieur acidhead sixties burntout who was still really living the hippie code. He was one of the only other people besides me and a bullfrog voiced, train hopping anarchist drinking buddy, who really was not chasing the Yankee Dollar or any kinda prestige or popularity. He was a real super cool laidback cat who loved to drop acid, drink, smoke weed, or as he always called it, “Get Mellow”! Aw man I loved that guy-we lived together for about a year at my purple apartment that has since burned down supposedly by a vagrant but I tend to suspect gentrifying forces downtown. Anyways, that was who had been teaching my friends and I about all the sixties punk bands, it was like we knew Lenny Kaye. He got us into cool reggae, cool country, the blues, so much farout stuff. Hooker, Wolf, Muddy, Lightnin’, Canned Heat, the Seeds, the Elevators, the Stooges, the 5, and Love. Our trippy telemarketing supervisor really loved T. Rex and Bauhaus, so we were realy compatible with that guy, even if his shit was more hippieish than what we were doing. He had a goth band that played the Middle East all the time, and that place was supposedly the hippest place in town back then. He played a 12 string guitar, all these weedly leads over our very savage and primitive three chord punk songs, and suddenly we were sounding more like Dogs D’Amour. Or Crybabys. He helped co write two very epic songs I felt were kinda dark and poetic and had many parts to them, but with some real potential to get us signed to a label if we could get ’em heard by an A&R person. We knew one guy who had a studio and was sorta famous, but he was more interested in one of my girlfriends back then. So we were doing a lot of drugs and listening to a lot of Mother Love Bone, the Cult, and the Jacobites and Waterboys. When I asked our new lead player if he was hip at all to Arthur Lee’s stuff, he kinda chuckled and said, “yeah when I was a kid, my mom was his manager, he’s my godfather and we used to live with him in Laurel Canyon”. The rhythm guitar player and I made brief eye contact to confirm telepathically how neither one of us believed this farfetched story, but we were at his house and weren’t gonna call him a liar, as we were basically all semi immobilized by the acid and the speedballs and the whiskey and cheap champagne. I have cassette tapes from those days full of promising songs that had hit potential, and the rhythm guitar player’s hedonistic preacher’s daughter girlfriend laughing at us because we were too high to record effectively. I’d forgotten how to work the tape recorder and was nodding out during their lengthy introductions. They’d co created this snaky, Middle Eastern sound tapestry and it was a little hypnotic if you were on speedballs and acid and booze. I was mad at our old bandmates for jumping ship cause I knew me and the Rock Savage had some heavy punknroll mojo working, and this new guy was really contributing to our endeavors, mostly by adding nuance and texture, like Brian Jones. He had a difficult girlfriend, we all did, and all the girlfriends had their own problems with various substances. But yeah, our songs were starting to really happen, they were blossoming, it was like seeing flowers grow.
When Ray Manzarek and the poet Michael MacClure came to town, I wanted to go because the Doors were my first real rebellious music pre punk and new wave, when I was like in the fifth or sixth grade. They were playing at the supposedly hip bar that was never friendly to us leather clad hoodlums cause it was like all about ska and folk music at the time, but imagine who the opening act was. None other than Arthur Lee. He did some acoustic stuff, “Signed DC” was very moving, and a loud psycheddelic set backed by Das Damen, basically. This dude influenced everybody-Hendrix, the Doors, on and on, Jimbo just wanted to be ‘as big as Love”. So I took the lads backstage and Arthur was signing stacks and stacks of rare antique vinyl all these old Cambridge hippies had shown up with. I nudged the lead guitar player who was sortof shy all of a sudden. He nervously stuttered, “Uh, hey, Arthur…” Without looking up from all his autographing Lee says, “Yeah, what, kid?” Me and the Rock Savage are sorta smirking now. “Well, I don’t know if you’ll remember, but when I was a kid…” Arthur looks up with a big look of shock on his face and drops all the expensive vinyl straight to the floor, pissing off all the boomer collectors with the big hippie beards and he embraces our dude with the warmest hug and biggest love. “TONY! What did you ever do with that Vespa scooter I bought you?!” It was all true. Our lead guitarist who was enhancing our jangly punk songs was indeed, Arthur Lee’s godson and had lived with him when he was growing up. So Arthur picked up some groupie and after the show, we spent the weekend getting wasted with Arthur Lee back at Tony’s second floor apartment, me kinda still tripping from the night before. You can’t make this shit up. Arthur was a delight and totally downhome and summa the stories you can hear him tell in those documentaries, we got to hear from him, in the flesh. It was wonderful and I probably forgot to call my old girlfriend in all of the excitement, or we were arguing, or something cause I don’t remember her being there. So anyways, we kept working on new songs and sometimes, we’d be joined by our other musical friends, the ex guitar star who’d been reinventing himself would even showup and co wrote a pop song with me that people in NY still cover. We were rounded out by a couple of real talented brothers, some pop dudes, and occassionally by some mercenary industry hustling song stealer we did not know was a snake at first, our other drugdealer roommate the guitar teacher, a sax player from Killbuck. Eventually the guitarist’s difficult girlfriend became too difficult so we said he could move in with us. We had a bigass apartment in the ghetto. As I recall, we continued having many nights of merry frivolity as a band together, writing, singing, drinking, making a lotta merry, we ran some cheap Casio through some effects pedals and were doing some musical experimentation and this lifestyle went on for awhile until dude kinda put the moves on my difficult girlfriend and we asked him to move out. Never saw him again. I always liked him, though. We replaced him with a Beatlehead pop guy, but I never felt like the chemistry was as good as it was with the departed 12 string warlock goth/hippie. It was sad because he had it. He was one of us. He brought his own authentic rocknroll flavor to the hobo stew, whereas, after that, it was usually just like a lotta leeching deleinquents stealing ideas and songs. When we were the Bastards, Tony was one of the full fledged Bastards as far as I am concerned, he had a rare star quality, not everybody has that. I hope he’s alive and still doing his thing.
“The Black Alliance for Peace has been clear on Ukraine war from the very beginning. We always understood that the war started in 2014 & cost 14 thousand lives before the 3rd phase of the war started last year. We were also clear that NATO was a white supremacist structure.” (-Ajamu Baraka)
“”Their whole function is to divert all meaningful leftward movement away from inconvenient areas like demilitarization and economic justice and toward convenient areas like whether there should be solar panels on Abrams tanks.” (-Caitlin Johnstone on gender hustling DNC bullshit warpig capitalist scam merchants.”
“Musk started Tesla with a huge U.S. government welfare grant. He has taken taxpayers to the cleaners for his factories and for Starlink. He is a gigantic corporate welfare king masquerading as a capitalist businessman.” (-Ralph Nader)
“I DONT CARE WHO YOU VOTED FOR WHEN CRISIS HITS WE ARE ALL AMERICANS, WE ARE ALL HUMAN BEINGS.
Let compassion be the cure to our division.” (-Erin Brockovich)
I’m so ginnedup about Z Raw, very cool, right up my alley, my kinda jam, exactly! It’s always so thrilling to discover a current band who is making heartfelt music I can relate to. A friend of mine in 80’s Ft. Wayne, Indiana had a birthday yesterday, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SOUL SISTER! I remember her playing me some demos by a local Indiana goth dude who she knew way back in the day, real low budget, D.I.Y. style and me just not being open to it because it felt like he was a celebrity for imitating Robert Smith and I was envious of his stardom, like one is, at that bitchy age, but now, when I look back, I imagine I’d probably really appreciate his stuff. I’ll try to find out his name from my dear comrade, it was kinda in the same spirit as Z RAW, which is to say, cool and dark and emotional. Z RAW is summa the best new music I’ve heard in awhile.
“Forcing cultural beliefs on countries halfway around the world while people are sleeping under every bridge in your own country is textbook imperialism.” (-Dirtbag Leftist)
“Before Covid “Doing your own research” just meant “READING”.
Authoritarians always try to sell ignorance as strength. Pro-Censorship Authoritarians like Sam Harris hate that you get to have the same access to information as they do & so they shame reading as “conspiracy” (-Jimmy Dore)
“Secretary of State Antony Blinken says the US does not support Ukraine attacking Crimea, a major red line for Russia.
Under Secretary of State Victoria Nuland then turns around and says the opposite. The Biden administration is a neocon hellscape that’s gonna get us all killed.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“The Daily Mail can’t bring itself to note that Middleton was a central target of a foreign espionage investigation and pled the 5th over 20 times when he testified about it to congress, incl when he was asked if he was a foreign agent. No interest in going deeper from DM. This is probably because that scandal is sort of a successor to Iran Contra (many of the same ppl involved) and Epstein was meeting with Middleton at the WH at the same time he and Wexner took over the CIA airline from Iran Contra, Southern Air Transport. The above podcast is roughly half of the research contained in Vol 2 of One Nation Under Blackmail. Much more detail in the book and, if I ever make a Vol 3, a lot of it will be about the Epstein-Middleton relationship – that’s how significant it is. For starters – Middleton was a central figure in the 1996 campaign finance scandal, also known by some as “Chinagate”, apparently the Daily Mail is allergic to that information. This is probably because that scandal is sort of a successor to Iran Contra (many of the same ppl involved) and Epstein was meeting with Middleton at the WH at the same time he and Wexner took over the CIA airline from Iran Contra, Southern Air Transport.” (-Whitney Webb)
Two years after their catchy album “Mainline Rock’n’Roll”, Norway’s RAZORBATS are back with more classic rock riffs and 80s choruses as you can hear in opener “(Maybe It’s Time To) Break Up The Band” followed by “Only In America” that starts like a DOKKEN song. “Atomic” is not the BLONDIE song although it definitely has an 80s new wave flavour and “Love Is For Suckers” is not a TWISTED SISTER cover but you will sure be able to headbang to it. You’ll also get a bit of 00s Scandinavian punk’n’roll in Shotgun Wedding” and it’s not very surprising to hear a typical power ballad on this album with “Edie.” The thing with Scandinavian bands is that they often have an ABBA influence rooted in them whatever they do and I’m not saying it as a bad thing since ABBA are pop geniuses and it really works on “Scandinavian Girls.” Yes, RAZORBATS are really good when it comes to pop hooks, just listen to “Damn, She Looks Good” or “Kiss Me”! This record ends with “Seventeen”, a ballad about the reasons why they have chosen to live the rock’n’roll dream. Seems like they were right about it! /Laurent C.
“Propagandists argue that there are 1,000 derailments per year to demean the Ohio disaster. It’s not the derailment that caused the crisis. It was the purposeful decision to line the derailed poison-filled cars w/ explosives & consciously bomb the village to save a few bucks.” (-Jeremy Loffredo)
“How do you go into journalism, know anything about the history of the US, and not look around and ask:
“Why is it that our ostensible news network employs huge numbers of former operatives of the FBI, CIA, DOJ, Pentagon and NSA to report the ‘news'”?” (-Glenn Greenwald)
“Ninety percent of the American people believe there was a conspiracy involved in the assassination of the president. The other 10 percent work for the media or the government, probably.” (- Richard Belzer 1944-2023)
“Some may never live, but the crazy never die.” (-Hunter S. Thompson)
“Nobody who imperial narrative managers label “isolationists” are ever actually isolationists; Hawley is a virulent warmonger only opposes the Ukraine proxy war because he wants the US to focus on preparing for war with China. It’s so trippy how Democrats and both MAGA and non-MAGA Republicans all play along with this narrative that MAGA Republicans are rolling back US militarism, when in reality they’re just in favor of shifting the focus of the US war machine.” (-Caitlin Johnstone)
“If you are wondering why several countries ban certain U.S. foods it’s because there are 3,000 untested chemicals that appear in our food. Yes, our own government is allowing these big corporations to put untested chemicals in our food and it’s not even the top story on the news.” (-Ryan Knight)
They are not only allowing it, they are knowingly making us sick and then offering us their harsh drugs with side effects to fix it for profit.” (-Jory Micha)
“The trauma of just getting by financially is something we need to talk more about. The stress and fear is chronic.” (-Dr. Nicole LePera)
“More money for Ukraine. $10 billion! When does it end?” (-Sabby Sabs)
“I’ve seen a ton of snickering aimed at those suggesting that perhaps Biden should be visiting East Palestine where Americans are suffering rather than plopping into Ukraine, a foreign country, but I don’t understand the basis for the snickering. Could someone explain it to me?” (-Glenn Greenwald)”Gentrified Safespace Shitlibs hate poor people.” (-General Labor) RANIA ROCKS! THE REAL LEFT WANT PEACE!
are still part of my life, my lifestyle, my way of doing things. When I hear that music, I never feel old. They invented the future. “Love n Rockets, pink guitars….!”
Awww, man, all my smallish dead trees blew down in the extreme winds wich kinda sucks cause they helped provide us with cover from the nosy neighbors. I’ve never been like the landscapin’ man but here since we got a yard, I’m kinda feelin’ my way into it. Gardening was my grandfather’s respite and refuge. Me and him loved each other but never understood each other. He was a hardass farmer with shrapnel in his forearms and I was like into comic books and David Bowie and punk rock and shit.
I particularly related to the Adam Ant song, “Feeding Me To The Lions” as a kid cause that’s just exactly what it was like, being weird in a hickoid sports state. I still feel that way now with my bad back and ongoing alienation from the pig-media manufactured culture wars horseshit, all the pack-rat Borg-Bots still trying to make up comply and obey and goose step our way to Armaggeddon or sudden death, all the age old heartaches and disappointments, being targeted and misunderstood by the middle managers and tobacco spitters, the anguish, grief, sorrow, and useless nicotine cravings.
Just so grateful I did not growup with all the sniveling safespace college people always finding something to be offended about like that is some accomplishment or invention or contribution, forever wanting to silence or demonetize anyone they deem as insufficiently fauxwoke, or snivelingly safe and cuddly and polite enough for their special classer fragility worldviews, we had Eddie Murphy movies and laughed like pirates, he said all kinds of shit that offended Tipper Gore and made the rest of us laugh. Richard Pryor, too. We had writers like Hunter S. Thompson and Charles Bukowski who told the truth with great humor and compassion and observational analysis. That was the stuff of real inspiration to some of us as young people, but also, all the punk rock and new wave bands, we were so fortunate to inhabit that splendidly enchanted era with all the energizing pulsating dancefloor drums of Blondie, Depeche Mode and Duran Duran and Dead Or Alive, and all the bad ass guitar heroes like Neal X and Marco Pirroni, Steve Stevens and Paul Reynolds, Elliot Easton, Will Sergeant, and Johnny Marr. I may not have had siblings or support at home when shit went bad at the bullying white power suburban sports school, but I did have a love and grand passion for all that magical, fantastic eighties music, like Prince and Depeche Mode, Billy Idol, and Adam & The Ants. Fuck man, it was all so glorious and beautiful and heartfelt and true. Even the most preposterous cartoon characters like Pete Burns and Dirty Deg, Boy George and Nina Hafen, they were all so wonderfully colorful and entertaining, and yeah a big part of me is still back there making collages out of old “Smash Hits” and “Creem”, playing stacks of records by Smiths and Bow Wow Wow and all the Prince produced groups and even older 70’s bands like Slade and the Sweet. There were still fascists and privilege Karens trying to make us obey, or impose their private trauma, beliefs, or preferences on others-like the P.M.R.C.. All those bad guys from the John Hughes movies were in fact more humane than the jock dickheads I went to school with. Ollie North was running guns and the deep state was fucking over Jimmy Carter, there were bigots and assholes and “Greed Is Good” mass media programming…but we had so much real music with soulpower and real emotions that nourished and nurtured us, I’m an old man now and still drawing power, love, and inspiration from those old songs. All the new wave singles and MTV videos were totally pop art! Adam Ant was part Robin Hood, part Captain Hook, part Peter Pan, part Roy Rogers, it was perfect. Henry Rollins said Black Flag Kills Ants Dead, but to me, Adam and lots of the new wave bands, even Michael Jackson and Rick James were 1000% times more entertaining than any of those shirtless jock, mob mentality, stupid gray shorts hardcore dicks with all their testosterone crazy male bonding and DC private school complaining and trying to pimpose their beliefs on others. I’d had enough of jock dickheads way back in the sixth or seventh grade, really. I was looking for escapism and futuristic pirate realms. Adam still tours in the UK! VIVE LE JOLA!
Are you ready, gents? (We are) Steve? (I’m okay) Clemmy? (OK) Alright, fellas, let’s go!
Of course, Bowie, Sweet, Slade and T Rex paved the way for all our fave eighties new wave and glam, post punk hitmakers. And THE RAMONES! And Sputnik and Celebrity Skin! They were the best, had the best singles! “Six Teens” is my favorite! Last night, my old lady was flipping through the youtubes and when she heard Depeche Mode’s cover of David Bowie’s “Heroes”, she finally saw it. Shew as like, “that could be you-why don’t you do THAT?” I’m like, “Right? Yeah, should’ve thought of that sooner!”
are sometimes my fave band, Peter Crowley has said the correct answer to Beatles Vs. Stones is SLADE! Ya know I have to agree with that. They are still the right medicine, the elusive healing tonic when you’re jonesing for a coffin nail and suffering from all the punishing lies and fictitious whitewashings the mockingbird platforms of the Gates Reset and Technocratic Tyrannical WEF folks are subjecting us all to! Nothing ever made as much sense to me as the lyrics of “Come On Feel The Noise!” It is THE TRUTH!
“The USA, the only country in the world that murdered hundreds of thousands of civilians with atomic bombs in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, author of Operation Condor, of assassinations, interventions and coups d’état throughout the world, has no morals to accuse Russia of ‘crimes against humanity’. The free peoples of the world denounce that the US lies and politically accuses countries that do not submit to its policies of plundering natural resources, in order to justify its armament interventionism with NATO.” (-Evo Morales)
“Funny how Fiona Hill forgets about the CIA’s bombing of the USSR’s Siberian pipeline – the topic of Tony Blinken’s senior thesis – in her ahistorical attempt to deflect US responsibility for sabotaging Nord Stream.” (-Max Blumenthal)
“Joe Biden has likened Zelensky and his government to democracy itself.
This is the same government that integrated Nazis into its military and banned every single opposition party in the country. Biden’s version of democracy is more like fascism.” (-Danny Haiphong)
BORDERTOWN BADLANDS ARE STEADILY CRUMBLING WHILE BILLIONAIRES BUY UP ALL THE LAND Man my little town was efficiently killedoff by the Covid clampdowns and all the elderly people still died, they refuse to invest in repairing the infrastructure, so there are non stop floods from burst water pipes, the streets are like Detroit, all potholes, the electricity and phones were out for like two hours today-my kid got sent home early from his alternative learning program and there is no working restroom there, retail shops keep having to shutdown because of floods and not everybody can afford that like these airbandb owners and rich people tourist gallery holes. Whenever I think we got it bad out here with the cold and the wind emergencies, I think of people in Palestine. Or East Palestine. Or Yemen, or Flint, ya know? Rich people do not like us, it’s worse than they just don’t care about us. They seem to be actively seeking to harm the poor of the world on a mass scale. These wars are for Empire and Wall Street/banker hegemony. I absolutely do not understand how the empire just trots out a hand full of token black women or trans-humans, and that empty rebranding supposedly legitimizes all the plunder, carnage, ripoffs, abusive gaslighting, and wars of the one percent, in the eyes of all the fauxwoke, fauxgressive college safespace middleclass haves. All they seem to do, or care about, is repeat these meangingless slogans about how woke and inclusive they are, while poor people drop dead, and the empire eats all those kids abroad for nothing but war machine profits. Gropey Joe is doing all this horrible shit-he’s got superinflation pleasing all his bankster buddies, quadrupled rents and no significant minimum wage raises, three to seven citizens dead a day hypermilitarized and bipartisan overfunded jackbooted fascist killer kkkops, baiting wars with Russia, China, Iran and Haiti, betraying the unions, neglecting to protect even your most basic rights. Shitlibs just keep “identifying” with his double down deluxe Doctor Doctor Doctor Doctor wife, or smooth, dashing droner buddy with the first executive kill list who broke all his campaign promises about putting his comfortable shoes on and joining the picketline and closing the torture and kidnap gulags; or think it’s just so extra super special sensitive scientific if a Trans Surgeon General says nothing about the dangerous toxic effects of poisoned air and water and does nothing to help the poor people poisoned in Pennsylvania or Flint. It’s cute and charming and adorable if a gay Transporation Secretary ignores the poor because when he does it, it’s better than when some old white cys born Cheney or Lindsey Graham fuck over the poor. Most middle class people at this point really do not care about poor people, only their own got-mine vainglory and red carpet celebrity worship. They’d rather praise their token figurehead idle idols than advocate for anything that benefits “the others”. Which is us. The majority who can’t pay the bills. That P.C. identity politics shit is STILL blinding the shitlib fakeass synthetic left into supporting bad spook Mike Pompeo Cointelpro shit, Rachel Maddow McCarthyist cold war phony baloney, hideous oppression of Palestinians, coups in socilaist democracies and needless pissing contests with other nucleur powers. As long as they have some 31 flavors of future fascists to idolize on tv, some Amazon boxes on the sidewalk, a mimosa in their hand and an I-Phone to signal their virtue on, they are content with the corruption and mass murder. Bread and circuses, Netflix and Trader Joe’s , legal reefer and AOC, that’s all they care about. As Hunter S. Thompson who they tried a million ways to cancel and Cointepro until he committed suicide most likely, said so many years ago, during the beginning of the Bush/Cheney proxy war reign, “
We are living in dangerously weird times now. Smart people just shrug and admit they’re dazed and confused. The only ones left with any confidence at all are the New Dumb. It is the beginning of the end of our world as we knew it. Doom is the operative ethic.The downward spiral of Dumbness in America is about to hit a new low.The main problem in any democracy is that crowd-pleasers are generally brainless swine who can go out on a stage & whup their supporters into an orgiastic frenzy – then go back to the office & sell every one of the poor bastards down the tube for a nickel apiece. Probably the rarest form of life in American politics is the man who can turn on a crowd & still keep his head straight – assuming it was straight in the first place.”
“Phoniest, most PR-intensive proxy war of all time.” (-Caitlin Johnstone)
But there’s nothing really happening And the place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night And my very close companion Gets me fumbling gets me laughing She’s a hundred but she’s wearing Something tight And I lift my glass to the Awful Truth Which you can’t reveal to the Ears of Youth Except to say it isn’t worth a dime
And the whole damn place goes crazy twice And it’s once for the devil and once for Christ But the Boss don’t like these dizzy heights We’re busted in the blinding lights Of Closing Time
The whole damn place goes crazy twice And it’s once for the devil and once for Christ But the Boss don’t like these dizzy heights We’re busted in the blinding lights Busted in the blinding lights Of Closing Time
Oh the women tear their blouses off And the men they dance on the polka-dots It’s Closing Time And it’s partner found, it’s partner lost And it’s hell to pay when the fiddler stops It’s Closing Time I swear it happened just like this: A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss It’s Closing Time The Gates of Love they budged an inch I can’t say much has happened since But Closing Time I loved you when our love was blessed I love you now there’s nothing left But Closing Time” (-Leonard Cohen)
“Well a person can work up a mean, mean thirst after a hard day of nothing much at all….” (-Replacements)
SMACK is the answer to summa my problems this morning. Not the substance specifically, but those longhaired Finnish asskickers in all the silver bracelets from so long ago.
This is what we considered real cool rocknroll in my generation. Surprisingly, even Corndog Cobain covered “Run Rabbit Run”, and before they became super famous playing the same 12 songs in stadiums for Events people who don’t really care that much about real rocknroll, Guns N Roses very obviously, emulated them, too. 69 Eyes made no secret of their appreciation for Claude and cohorts. A couple of Smacks moved out to Hollywood and jammed with all the Sunset Strip royals from Decry, Jetboy, Hangmen, etc. Claude formed another cool band called the Fishheads, and much like with the Beasts Of Bourbon, pretty much anything Smack affiliated is gonna be pretty fantastic. When I need to blast away the blues, the lies for empire, the billionaire agenda, the brainwashed culture, the toxic bullshit pop garbage, the phony and transparent propaganda headlines of the day,I play myself some SMACK and it all comes back to me. The loud laughs, howling kicks, full moon, spooky girlfriends, flickering candles, and memories of being untamed and feral and singing our dumb gutsy hearts out, in rosaries and open shirts, swingin’ the bottle flagrantly, struttin’ down the greasy boulevards in mirrored sunglasses. I saw this movie the other night about a working class bar in a remote backwater desolate town, all the hard working people who go to the bar every day after work and spend all their money and go home alone to lives of empty yearning and lost children, after endless hours of abusively ogling long suffering, way underpaid strangers–all the hard up horny miners hitting on the captive transient barmaids, it was very stark and poignant, some of the barflies reminded me of people I knew in prior lives, it was not like the usual unreality tv programming we are so inundated with nowadays that’s always so obviously scripted by slick L.A. hucksters from behind the scenes, this was more like, cameras were were rolling while people did their bit, there is some embarrassing confession, scary stalkers, lighthearted frivolity, some reckless old lady abandon, ballsout bastard bosses, goofy morons, and the heroine ends up heartbreakingly hurt in the end, but it really captures the unbridled joys and stinking desperation of the dead ender drinking classes. I think my buddy Dan Denton the poet wrote a book about it-the old school, blue collar divebars we used to know-the human drama, the casual sexism, the belligerent behaviors, bad dancing, late night revelry, cigarette machines, bad jukeboxes are like bad pizza, and vintage Pabst beer lights. Another round for all my friends. Ya know my wife reminds me sometimes, how even in the four or five semi charmed and golden eras of my life, there was still treachery and subterfuge, stupidity and selfishness, accidents and obliviousness and fuckups and rejection and heartbreak and deaths and unexpected mutinies, cause that’s how life is. You know that Andy McCoy lyric, “I sit and count them shot by shot…”? That’s kinda how I am with cigarettes. Like, I know they’re no good for me, but when I’m suffering or stressed out, always anxious or in grief, ya know, they kinda gimee something to do. This is my Day 2 cigarette free after smoking three packs this year, they weren’t nowhere as good as I remember, so probably nothing else is, either. Smack still works, though.
“Btw, does anyone remember how CIA compatible scribe David Corn wrote in The Nation about how ANSWER coalition was very very bad so everyone should avoid their anti-Iraq War rally? A very interesting antecedent.” (-Aaron Good)
“Now that participants in the oppression Olympics have spent weeks attacking an anti-war rally because it didn’t fit their (tunnel) vision for the movement, gloves are off. Good luck winning over “the people” with your message. Gender ideology has created a dynamic in which a bunch of men can come into organizing circles, play victim, & assert control over what it is acceptable for others, especially women, to say & think. Most people know it’s just misogyny tied up in a frilly bow but are too afraid to say it. The same people who believed workers should be mandated to take an experimental injection that did not “stop the spread” cried “my body, my choice” when Roe was overturned. Yet they’re the same people who do not even believe biological women exist. Total incoherence!” (-Anya Parampil)
“If Norfolk Southern paid every household in East Palestine $50,000, it would cost them $94.4 million.
They took in $12 billion in revenue last year. Shitlib scumbags using right-wing talking points to justify FEMA’s inaction in East Palestine. This isn’t surprising – there are no depths to which these people won’t sink, and there’s no overestimating the stuidity of their followers.” (-Due Dissidence)
STAY WILD! STAY FREE! THINK FOR YOURSELF! BE ORIGINAL! NOT A DRONE OR COPYCAT CLONE! GO WILD IN THE COUNTRY! FREE ASSANGE! POWER TO THE PEOPLE, RIGHT ON!
Californian trippy heavy machine Into The Valley Of Death has released a new video for their song “Reject” from their EP “Ruthless” out on Doomsayer Records. A real spacey experience and as far as the aesthetic is concerned, imagine David Lynch working with Wendy O. Williams!:
Now let’s forget about that talk about us blowing up the pipeline. It’s a big problem that in the year 2023 there are still millions of Americans naive enough to believe that our Gov’t would never do something like blow up the Nord Stream. I was at the @RageAgainstWar_ rally and they did a great job, I hope it leads to more I want the nightmares of these MIC, corporate generated wars to end, I hope the next anti-war actions do even better, in spite of the way some tried to harm this one.
The cause is what matters. This war is really 9 years old. Biden went to Ukraine and gave Zelensky another $500,000,000 before he went to East Palestine, Ohio. One thing I know for sure is that Hunter Biden the crackhead that got kicked out of the military got a job as a Board member of a Ukrainian Energy company owned by an Oligarch based strictly on merit, when his father was basically running the country. Trump just came out and said we were gonna steal the oil, the rest of our politicians tell us they are trying to spread democracy as they steal the oil. The Democrats are never going to do anything meaningful for the Black community, because they are not our allies and they know that all they have to do is tell us how racist Republicans are and we are going to vote for them forever. Are Americans ever gonna stop falling for this nonsense our Gov’t feeds us about fighting for freedom and democracy? The US totally provoked this war, stopped the Peace Deal Russia and Ukraine almost came to last March, blew up the Nord Stream, is making billions for their donors and wants this war to continue to weaken Russia. How people talk about white privilege and defend Hunter at the same time? Grow up, and face the real world we’re living in before it’s too late. They intentionally avoided talking about natural immunity and let some of you mock it like it was a right wing conspiracy theory, even to the point where doctors and scientists were smeared for one reason.
To sell more ‘vaccines’. It was totally over for us when Clinton made it clear to Wall Street that he was putting the Democratic Party up for sale to compete with the Republicans and kicking the Unions to the curb. Lucky for those railroad workers they decided to strike under a Democratic Administration, things sure did work out great for them with those people that care so much about workers
Maybe both Parties have the same owners? Enough with America cares about Freedom, Democracy and Human Rights
Biden talked big shit about Saudi Arabia,they were a pariah, and he was gonna make them pay for Khashoggi
Didn’t stop him from going there with his tail between his legs begging for oil and leaving humiliated. Our Politicians, Military Brass and top Gov’t officials earned every campaign donation, lobbying job, and Board Seat when they leave D.C. with the way they pulled off handling Covid and this war
The MIC, Big Pharma and Big Oil made a great investment in this crew of crooks. The job of our politicians is to remove the money from us, give it to their donors, keep us blaming each other for having to work harder to just break even and to steal everything from the rest of the world to maintain their rule. Don’t want to hear the poor Hunter was an addict, because so was I, but my father didn’t write the legislation targeting Black people for mass incarceration as I watched my people die in prison as he gets to play painter. I want everybody to be able to live their lives the way that makes them happy as long as they don’t hurt anybody else, be respected and not discriminated against
I draw the line where I have to believe it is right or I’m a bad person. Switching between Dems and the GOP every few years isn’t gonna change anything
Wake up, they own both Parties.” (-Black In The Empire)
“Israel bombed Syria directly after a devastating earthquake.
The US continues to occupy Syria’s most resource-rich region, starving the country of food and water.
The US and Israel have always been the true axis of evil. Why does the US get to send arms all over the world to fight its dirty wars but China is crossing a “red line” if it sends weapons to Russia?
More proof that the “rules-based international order” is just US double standards rebranded. The US-EU-NATO axis was a project of integration not based on mutuality but rather domination over the rest of the world. Russia and China’s vision of world integration is privileges sovereignty, not hegemony. Huge difference.” (-Danny Haiphong)
“Due to the success of my book recently, I’m being targeted by some unfortunate and nasty smears. If you’ve encountered them, you should note that no evidence for these false claims is provided at any point. That should be a red flag for smart media consumers.” (-Whitney Webb)
“”I believe in justice / I believe in vengeance / I believe in getting the bastards…”
Upon moving to Cambridge in the nineties, I was able to access oceans of new ideas I had seldom been exposed to back in the midwest where everybody has to work at the mall, fast food, hospital, jail, or tank plant and everybody’s sortof conditioned from birth to believe that bigger is better, winning is everything, Black Friday deals are gonna be epic so we better get there early, USA is #1, might makes right, blah blah blah. So it was ever so thrilling to peruse my cool roommates sortof subversive sixties counter culture and beat movement library, shit tons of old Kerrang!’s and Lemon magazines and Bucketfull Of Brains magazines, NME’s and Melody Makers and thousands of stacks of cool vinyl she’d devotedly collected for years while working at Newbury Comics. Bands I’d never really heard before like the Jacobites, Waterboys, Snatches Of Pink and New Model Army were all making a big impression upon me. A daysleeping cartoonist saxophone player turned me on to Jim Carrol Band. It was important getting to hear all these wise and venerable radical voices that always get buried by the honky indoctrination and propaganda media in my country. We were getting sick of all the same old bullshit being rolled off the assemblyline, as corporations kept churning out more bad hairmetal bullshit and Guns N Roses wannabe copycat clones, before they switched straight over to mass marketing so many of those insufferable fake grunge bands from Bush to Nickelback. Then it was the choreographed boybands with the perv managers and teams of Producers over in Sweden writing myrics that made no sense, but as they said in “Natural Born Killers”: “Repetition Works, David!” My little posse had gotten momentarily lucky, because we were infusing all our own songwriting with so much fresh inspiration we were taking from all these new artists and writers and radical hippies and post punks and beats and dissidents we were unearthing-there were booktores and record stores on every corner. We were meeting smart people, seeing good bands, reading. Our other roommate was the maager of the indie film cinema, so all the new underground films were being previewed on our living room couch. There might have been some drinkin’. NEW MODEL ARMY were one of those bands who were socially conscious in the tradition of Woody Guthrie, David Peel, the Fugs and the Clash, but they never sold out or became willing props and puppets of the CFR and WEF and Bush/Cheney central banking cashless society, panopticon surveillance, forever war, rich man’s agenda, like that soldout suckshit rich scumbag betrayer, Bono, the Judas of rocknroll. Slade the Leveller is still singing power to the people poetry from the heart, and so is TV Smith, from the Adverts. Murkkka’s bands get dumbed down and more heartlessly banal each year, because you have to be pretty rich to even pay for a rehearsal space or forkover $100 an hour to the studio owners, so you know, you only ever really even hear music being made by richer motherfuckers, and then you add on the weaponization of all media by the pentagon and Blackrock/Vanguard Monopolies and soon it will be nothing but Rachel Maddow and Foo Fighters and Lil Nas X and Miley Cyrus ever again. I can’t stand any of that toxic mainstream, manufactured agenda, hot garbage. I’m old fashioned, I still wanna hear the old music, still kinda live the way we used to live, minus summa the excess drinking, crashpad cast of thousands, record store jobs, or nightclub butterflyin’.
YA’ALL HEAR ABOUT ALL THE FIRES AT LIKE FOOD WAREHOUSES, THAT THE COINCIDENCE BRIGADES INSISTED WERE COINCIDENTAL? NOW, TRAINS KEEP CRASHING & TOXINS ARE BEING RELEASED IN MURKKKA’S FARMLANDS. FUCKED UP TIMES WE LIVE IN. WHEN BILLY IDOL SINGS ABOUT “RUNNING THROUGH STREETS THAT ARE FRIGHTENING”, I GET WHAT HE’S SAYIN’..,..
“Why did the Obama administration ignore the NTSB & help lobbyists exempt trains like the one in Ohio from the “high-hazard flammable train” classification?
And why has your administration not expanded the definition to cover all such trains?” (-David Sirota)
Pretty cool Peter is gonna be touring and keeping all the old Bowie classics alive, pretty sure Belew was playing with Bowie the one time I saw ’em. Peter’s the closest thing to Bowie we got left here in this bizarre new normal, new world order police state dystopia, I remember vividly how thrilling his video for “Ziggy Stardust” was to all us kooky Batcave inspired Blackhole Kids way back in the eighties. Bauhaus, the Cure, Bowie and New Order were our perrenial favorites back then, what we’d be playing on the record player while we drank Carling’s Black Label beer and spraypainted our band logos on discount t shirts we got from Value City in the mall. My heavy metal bassplayer girlfriend’s Aunt Mary with the severely feathered hair was a loss prevention cop there. Some male cop had handcuffed me and made a big deal out of my white haired old Randy Rhodes wannabe guitarist Deke spraying the blue Halloween hairspray in my hair, said it was me shoplifting. The price sign even had multiple sprays on it from other people wondering what it looked like, I did not touch a can, but I was the usual suspect, the ringleader, they always presumed. They got out the old clipboard and took my Polaroid and said I sprayed it but I knew the video would show otherwise. They just say whatever they want, called my stepdad, told him I stole. That aint what happened, but try to explain something to a bored smalltown mustached mall cop.Or stepdad still trying to prove his manhood to your mom. My own teenager does like these sudden wardrobe changes in the car based on whichever former classmates he sees at the store. Reminds me of myself, back then I used to wear the full makeup and floor length furs and platform shoes from the thrift store Trivets and vintage pink trousers with the rhinestones down the sides, the garish blue eye makeup glitter and big big atomic blast hair even though it made the fat fucks in the tank factory town so enraged, I thought it was my right and duty and obligation, as a last true son of Bauhaus or something. Paid a high price, wonder years later, if it was worth it. Still endeavoring to swing the heartache. I was delighted to hear the Ramones blaring outta the compter this morning, but it was not the kid discovering “Blitzkrieg Bop”, it was just a fuckin’ Mitsubishi commercial. Been sayin’ for years the only time they play rocknroll on the airwaves is to sell cars or wars or some other bad bullshit. Someone shot nostalgia ion the back. Check out that David J record about all the people who died, it is sooo good. Back then I had a girl pal named Kris L., she could really dance the seven veils, we used to sit up there in the DJ booth overlooking the crowds of kids below and become transfixed by her sensual gypsy swirling-she loved Inxs and Love & Rockets, we’d drink entire trays of whiskey shots the girls would buy for my celebrity DJ older friend Bob and sometimes me and that chick would pass out together listening to Love & Rockets “Express”. Too fuckedup cold and windy to venture outdoors today, bursting water pipes keep resulting in flooded streets, last few remaining restaurants closing again today cause they aint got water, corrupt little city keeps half measure fake repairing the shit, but really the infrastructure is crumbling in front of our eyes and no real repairs are forthcoming cause Gropey Joe and Mayo Pete gotta help shovel more billions to the weapon manufacturers and Albert Bourla. Citizens seem too outrage fatigued and invested in the pig-media division politics, they can’t see the floods for the pronouns. Suddenly hairdye and makeup are no longer punishable offenses, but seemingly mandatory, most peculiar, mama!
““Just every now and then we find time to get together with old pals from back in the day – purely just for the crack and to have fun. If it ain’t fun then we ain’t interested, life’s too short!” (-Steve Jones)
‘In western “democracies” the majority of people are so effectively propagandized into speaking in alignment with the interests of the western empire that they may as well be taking orders on what to say at gunpoint.’ (-Caitlin Johnstone)
“The Rage Against the War Machine rally was so insignificant that MSNBC prime time, Fox News prime time & 200+ local news stations covered the event, 4 former Presidential candidates spoke at it, and Google censored the event in their search results.” (-Jackson Hinkle)
“100% of the people at the rally, speakers and attendees: This was great! Let’s all work together more and better in the future! Nice to meet you in person!
Twitter: boo hoo hoo, some bullshit about a flag. Yall are stupid.” (-Scott Horton)
“This rally scares the hell out of the establishment. The left, right, and middle coming together to realize we have more in common than what divides us, and we share a common enemy.” (-Jimmy Dore)
“The “Rules Based Order” means that the US can blow up the Nord Stream, every Gov’t knows they did it, most of the people in the world paying attention knows they did it, and the UN or no World Organization will do anything about it.” (-Black In The Empire)
“C’mon now, let’s be honest
NATO sure does bomb a lot of countries and kill a lot of people to still be existing on this “Peaceful Alliance” stuff doesn’t it? I don’t know maybe it’s just me, but I would think that you would at least consider the possibility that the people that have never told you the truth in your life could be lying again, no matter how bad they make the new bad guy this time. Has anybody answered the question of “Why so many Biolabs in Ukraine?” I wish Americans would stop being naive dummies.
You think Biden, Pelosi, McConnell and Graham care about Ukraine? They’re gonna sell as many weapons, and priced up gas as they can until they’re all dead or this becomes unsustainable. Then companies like Blackrock will cleanup. When will Americans learn? This isn’t a democracy. The Oligarchy owns it all. The Politicians, the Gov’t Agencies, the Media. They don’t care about us, or anybody. Everything is about profit. They don’t care about our health or well being. We’re just workers to be exploited. When your Politicians are given the instructions to launder about $100 billion and weaken Russia, it’s amazing how fast they can turn Nazis into heros and the most corrupt country in Europe into a bastion of freedom and democracy. Ask Iraq, Libya, Yugoslavia, Syria, and Afghanistan if NATO is a defensive alliance? Biden is at least partially responsible for almost every problem in this country and the world today and did generational harm to the Black community so no I’m not gonna pretend he is a good person because of Trump or to make Libs and some Black people happy. I hate to break it to the West and their Captain USA but too much of the World hates you for the lies, wars, coups, theft, sanctions and damage you’ve done under the BS of spreading freedom and democracy Russia and China are gonna make this a multipolar world. You can’t stop it. According to the US, Russia blew up their own pipeline, was shelling a nuclear power plant that they were in control of and Putin is a comic book evil villain that just got up one day bored and decided to go into Ukraine for no reason at all. Americans believe this. I’ve shown Congress voting on funding neo-Nazis in Ukraine, Nuland picking Ukraine’s Gov’t before the US backed 2014 coup. Graham and McCain provoking Ukraine into war with Russia, Ukraine’s attacks on the Donbass, the admission that Minsk was just to stall. Stay with Putin evil. The second you hear anybody in our Gov’t say the word “Democracy” by now your brain should automatically turn to ‘insert lies’ for everything that comes next.” (-Black In The Empire)
KIDS HAVING HEART ATTACKS, DEAD FISH, STRANGE RASHES, DEAD BIRDS, AND EVERYBODY YOU KNOW DROPPING DEAD JUST SUDDENLY ARE TOTALLY NORMAL, OR IN NWO SPEAK, NEW NORMAL BUT KEEP ARGUING OVER CULTURE WAR DIVERSIONS & IDENTIFYING WITH IDENTITY MODELS YOU WERE PREASSIGNED BY THE TV!
“I’m not Pro-Russia. I’m not Pro-Ukraine. I’m an American. My only concerns are how tax dollars are spent and the decisions being made on behalf of Americans. I’m pro-peaceful resolution in a conflict I believe the US helped instigate.” (-Kim Iverson)
““I found out today through one of the briefings that [Biden] was in the Ukraine giving millions to people over there and doing nothing for us. I’m furious.” (-East Palestine, Ohio Mayor Trent Conaway)
Veglam 