Spent way longer than planned at the spine doc's earlier today and have a conference call to attend to shortly, so today's post is going to be a George Clinton-style quickie.
The week before this particular show was for all intents and purposes pretty spectacularly craptacular. My car had been violated by some friendly neighborhood thuglets, meaning big bucks on repairs, and I was feeling pretty darned bummed. But leave it to a bunch of Canadians to drag me out of the dumps, and turn my frown way, way, way upside down. 
Ah, Sia. What more can i say about my favorite musical pixie? Last night, she came through town on her latest tour, this time to promote her upcoming We Are Born. As always, she charmed the crowd with her whimsical, playful on-stage banter before repeatedly knocking us on our collective ass with her powerhouse vocals. Which, of course, is what makes the experience the good time it always has been.
While Megan clearly has been the concert lead for LET this year, tonight starts a pretty decent run of shows for me, and since i don't have anything else prepared for today, you get to check out what i have deemed worthy of my attendance. As always, if you see the lumpy, bald guy with the red beard in the corner, and you mention this ad, you'll get 50 PERCENT OFF your next order!!! Now all i have to do is start an import/export business, and we're styling.
Because it's my blog, and i'll write about whatever i damn well please, we had our first vistors at the new crib this past weekend, with one particularly special guest, blogger extraordinaire, Maxwell "The Hammer" Cooper, keeping the groove alive at all times. i'm sure you're saying, Jebus, what kind of guest room does a guy like Terrible Chris have?
I’ve always been bad about keeping tabs on local bands. I know, I know. Given the bands that have come out of this here city, it’s pretty ridiculous that I’m not better about paying attention to the bands of the Greater Washington Metro Area. But those bands that I do manage to latch onto, well, they’re pretty darn good. Take Suns of Guns, for example. If you haven’t heard of them yet, just you wait, my pretties. Just you wait. They’re the Real Deal Holified and then some.
i guess it's weed music week, er, two or something, here at LET. And as luck would have it, i can tie it all into beat music, which i do so enjoy.
Looks like LET experienced a bit of a surge visitor-wise last week, so if you're a newbie, welcome to the laugh fest. Leave your pants at the door, grab some dip and a professional party assistant will be with you shortly. In the meantime, don't put your mouth on that. Seriously. Freak.mp3: Twist that Green (SBE from Smokin Blunts Effectively)
Secondly, but not secondary, you noobs will learn that i eschew hyperbole with the white hot intensity of a thousand joints. That said, i stumbled upon the single greatest DJ-tastic De La Soul mix of all times. So This is De La Heaven, Part One by DJ Platurn plays source material from some of your fave Soul track samples. And DJ Platurn obviously is no rookie on the wheels of steel, as he cuts things up like a stoned ninja*. My only "complaint" is that it's one continuous hour-long track, but that's just nitpicky, so i've got to give this one two thumbs up, four stars, ten out of ten, and a partridge in a pear tree.
mp3: So This is De La Heaven, Part One by DJ Platurn
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I first became familiar with the gents of Backyard Tire Fire with their album Vagabonds and Hooligans, a collection of gorgeous, earthy songs mixing up the blues and the folk and the rock. While hailing from the metropolis of Chicago, their somewhat rustic approach appealed to me greatly. And so, years later, I jumped at the chance to see them (finally) in the flesh. Happily, I wasn't disappointed. These boys know how to put on a show, my friends. 
Hole's new album, Nobody's Daughter, hit the shelves today. While i've only heard the lead single, "Skinny Little Bitch," it seems obvious that the overall critical reaction has been far less than stellar. This, of course, led to an animated discussion amongst some of my ass headed friends (where do they find hats that fit?) over Court Court's place in the annals of rock history, which in turn, led me here today to assert that Mama Love deserves a bit more love of her own, folks.
Sometimes, post topics speak for themselves. Today is Monday, and the weather has been pretty crappy all day.
Sometimes, friends, I need to have my brain melted into oblivion, my ears mashed into a bloody pulp, and my innards shaken and shook and nigh on ripped out. At such times, I turn to my old Richmond friends, Inter Arma. And they rarely disappoint (ok, there was that one time, buuuuuuut that's only cuz I managed to miss them play). 
Amazing how time flies when something shitty happens! Some neighborhood punks throw a brick through my car window and suddenly it's been over a week since I was at DC9 for the really, really good show put on by The Appleseed Cast. I'll tear myself away from thoughts of castration to tell you just how good this show happens to have been. 
i have to say, i'm a bit surprised i haven't been hearing more accolades concerning Oscilliations Parts 1 and 2, a couple of FREE mixtapes put out by fellow blogs Jus Like Music and Apple Juice Break. Between the two tapes, there's nearly two and a half hours of all sorts of craziness, "from hip-hop to electronica to neo-soul to dubstep and beyond." Thankfully, it's filled to the brim with all sorts of booty shaking goodness, from names spoken of here in the past, like Alex B, to players i have no doubt we'll be talking about more in the future, such as Oddisee and Kidkanevil (assuming the latter doesn't break every bone in his body in a terrible accident trying to jump 77 buses ON FIRE!!! Actually, scratch that, i'd totally write that kind of shit up, too). Honestly, the concern with anything this sizable is that the crap and filler outweigh the good stuff. Not so here. No matter where your tastes lie on the electronic music scale, you're bound to find something to tickle your fancy on this one. And who doesn't like a tickled fancy? Nobody. Not even your grandfather.
Well, if you're checking out this mix, you're either hell baked by now or on your way towards that destination. And to you, girls and boys, who have stuck with this habit, through good times and bad, through sticky buds and ditch weed duds, through dank and skank, your Uncle Terrible salutes you. For the rest of you, don't step on the grass, Sam. For the rest of us, let's go get stoned.
i heard somebody is having a big 420 party tomorrow. No, not for Hitler's birthday, you damn Nazi. April 20 is the Stoner High Holiday, every one's favorite call number for their favorite not exactly legal depending where you live plant. Or so i hear. It's not like i'm a two time attendee of the High Times Cannabis Cup in Amsterdam (13th and 15th annual do what now?) or anything. Hugs, not drugs, kids. Unless the hugs are administered by creepy strangers and/or the drugs are really good shit. i'm not saying, i'm just saying. What was i saying again?
i've been meaning to do a Video Vixens post for a while now, even having gone so far as to compile a list of things i've watched lately that i wanted to share. As i've mentioned in the past, MTV lost anything resembling relevance to me decades ago, and so i wrongly assumed that videos were dead, too. Au contraire, mon frere. Seems nothing could be further from the truth. As long as we're sticking to the truth, however, i should probably point out that i've lost that aforementioned list, so there probably are a couple of gems i wanted you to see that now may never come to pass. Try not to lose any sleep over that fact.
The odds of being fatally wounded by a falling coconut are about 1 in 250 million. In comparison, the odds that you’ll fall madly in love with the third Archie Bronson Outfit record, Coconut, are substantially higher.
