Jaimoe

This is fantastic:

Hey Brad, that article you posted was from Steve Simmons in the Sunday Sun. I was going to post that as well. He also had some interesing and accurate observations regarding Ricky Williams.

I love what Archie Bunker called Jell-O: "Rubber".

Hey Mike, how was the wonton soup? I'm planning on making shrimp wonton noodle soup next week.

I'd pay $50 to see these guys on any night. See you there.

Have a great day Sharon!

A lot of deaths in a course of 24 hours or so. First, one of the best pitchers of the 70's and early 80's has died, Joe Niekro, then former heavyweight champion Trevor Berbick was found murdered, and this just in: Red Auerbach has died at age 89.

This is Jim and Carl doing an acoustic set from Friday's famous and influential Morning Becomes Eclectic program on KCRW: http://www.kcrw.com/music/programs/mb/mb061027jim_james_and_carl_b

Okonokos - MMJ

Yes Mike, but I also mean enhanced video.

What About The Police? Thats who i'd like to see reunite. someone need to tell Sting to get his dick out of his hart and stop polluting the air wave with is vigina sailing shit music. I said "one of the only good things". Also, I'm talking ROCK&ROLL, not power pop/New Wave. Plus, The Police had two influential albums out before the end of the 70's. I love The Police too, but as hard rock goes for the era in question, not many came close to being as important as Halen - especially since they were a new band then, with a fresh sound.

To hear the master sing these cuts will bring chills to even the warmest bloods - especially when you drive to his graves in Mississippi. But here's some "otherworldly" and pretty scary Robert Johnson lyrics to whet your Halloween appetites: Hellhound On My Trail I gotta keep movin I gotta keep movin Blues fallin down like hail Blues fallin down like hail Umm mmmm mmm mmmmmm Blues fallin down like hail Blues fallin down like hail And the days keeps on worryin me theres a hellhound on my trail hellhound on my trail hellhound on my trail If today was Christmas Eve If today was Christmas Eve and tommorow was Christmas Day spoken : Aow wouldn't we have a time baby All I would need my little sweet rider just to pass the time away huh huh to pass the time away You sprinkled hot foot powder mmmm mmm around my door all around my door You sprinkled hot foot powder all around your daddy's door hmm hmm hmm It keep me with ramblin mind rider every old place I go every old place I go I can tell the wind is risin the leaves tremblin on the tree tremblin on the tree hmmm hmmm hmm mmm All I needs is my sweet woman and to keep my company hey hey hey hey my company Me and the Devil Blues (take 1) Early this mornin' when you knocked upon my door Early this mornin', ooh when you knocked upon my door And I said, "Hello, Satan," I believe it's time to go." Me and the Devil was walkin' side by side Me and the Devil, ooh was walkin' side by side And I'm goin' to beat my woman until I get satisfied She say you don't see why that you will dog me 'round spoken: Now, babe, you know you ain't doin' me right, don'cha She say you don't see why, ooh that you will dog me 'round It must-a be that old evil spirit so deep down in the ground You may bury my body down by the highway side spoken: Baby, I don't care where you bury my body when I'm dead and gone You may bury my body, ooh down by the highway side So my old evil spirit can catch a Greyhound bus and ride

I think the review is kinda wishy-washy, but it gives enough gist to get me excited. I'd love to know if the DVD is in DTS and HD.

I'm going to review this sucker myself, but I'll have to wait until next week. At least the album rocks. Harp reivew: * My Morning Jacket Okonokos 120 minutes ATO/RCA My Morning Jacket, Okonokos Some say there are two distinctly separate My Morning Jackets: MMJ in the studio and MMJ live. That’s because the albums, from 1999’s The Tennessee Fire through 2005’s stellar Z, are gorgeous feasts of song and sonics. Live, the Louisville quintet has a third dimension: an intense sincerity (or sincere intensity?) that amplifies the already involving tunes. It’s intangible, almost on a separate plane, yet right in your face. So Okonokos, recorded over two nights at the legendary Fillmore, has an appropriately fantastic, otherworldly atmosphere. The concert film begins with a Victorian–era gathering of socialites, from which one—a man clad in top hat, tails and a creepy Rollie Fingers 'tache—departs to investigate a glow in the forest. Accompanied by his alpaca companion, he parts a curtain of foliage to reveal MMJ commencing performance. He takes in the crowd, some dressed as fairies and ballroom dancers, and tries to blend in, bobbing his head to the tunes. Meanwhile, from a stage bedecked to resemble a forest (and the band fuzzy woodland creatures), My Morning Jacket weaves a supremely inspired performance. Starting with the soul stirring “Wordless Chorus,†the band communicates virtually only through song, achieving a rapport with the celluloid crowd (and its crasher) that extends beyond the screen. Its beauty is unmatched by any other concert film in recent memory and as such deserves your undying reverence and awe. Special features: None that we could see on our cut-down super-advance release—but trust us: Okonokos’ main program is plenty satisfying. A double-live CD is being released separately. —Randy Harward

I guess my initial Halen excitment was partly due to the fact that I've missed seeing some favourite bands over the decades and will never get the chance to see them again (i.e, The Dead and Johnny Cash - although Cash never left his prime). I think this will be the last Halen tour with David Lee involved (if it happens). Don't forget that Eddie is a cancer and Valerie Bertinelli survivor.

I'm in total shock that I said I wanted to camp out for tickets, forgetting how much of a trainwreck and a misguided bluegrass wannabe David Lee has become. I want nothing to do with the reunion.

That's insane. They were the only metal band that mattered at the time. Innovative with a unique approach to rock. Eddie remains one of the greatest rock guitarists ever. He's one of the only shredders that can play with melody.

The original era of Van Halen was one of the only good things about the 80's (and late 70's) rock and roll wise. Eddie is an angry, foul-mouthed genius. How could you not like a guy that worships at the alter of Dave Davies?

I'd camp out for tickets for this band. From Rolling Stone: Quasi-credible Web portal MelodicRock.com is reporting that Van Halen — the original version, complete with David Lee Roth on the mike — will be reuniting for a full tour of the States and “other territories†in 2007. While we were not aware that America is a territory, we are psyched to see the original incarnation of VH in any spot on earth. Of course, who knows for sure if this rumor is true? The site sources someone “highly placed†in the band’s camp, and the author of the post writes: “While nothing in the world of Van Halen is set until the band walk out on stage, I can confirm that negotiations between all parties have been underway for some time, trying to put together a big 2007 reunion tour.†The writer goes on to claim that he knows for a fact there will not be a new Van Halen record to accompany this tour, which implies that the band will be playing lots of old-school, classic material if this actually happens and is not just another fantasy cooked up by incredibly stoned Roth-loyalists during one of their weekly gatherings in which they read aloud from Crazy From the Heat.

My friend told me last week that he has prostrate cancer (Booche, it's my friend that does all my picture framing). It's a killer for sure, but the cure rate is getting higher every year. I'm expecting Phil to beat this awful disease.

The scariest songs I've ever heard are from Delta blues greats Robert Johnson or Tommy Johnson, two men that shook hands with the devil.

Trane tunes eh? He was ultra religious and spirtual, but listenting to some of his "searching" solos can scare the living hell out of most people.

Tubular Bells Welcome To My Nightmare Black Sabbath - one of the scariest hard rock songs ever

Some bands have grabbed me instantly in recent years: TSOOL, The White Stripes, The International Noise Conspiracy and even Luna. I bought my first My Morning Jacket album back in 2003 - It Still Moves - and it didn't grab me for a few months, not until Golden started getting a lot of airplay on Galaxie radio in some pubs I frequented at the time. Then it all clicked.

I really like that Fischer kid. I've thought for a few years now that he's a more offense minded Peca.