Took some shots at the Truth & Salvage Co. show in January, and forgot to post them here. Great band, and I swear it’s not because I’ve know Timmy since I was a teenager. His a shot of most of the band. You can see the rest on Flickr.
The rest of this DJ kind of looked like Sammy Hagar.
We just got back from spending a few days in NYC, one of our favorite places in the world. We took along our two boys to introduce them to the city, and they certainly loved it as much as we did. I’ll be posting a few photos this week, but I wanted to use this… Continue reading Animoto Version of NYC
Since we don’t watch TV with the boys very often, we constantly have our iPods plugged into various devices. They have playlists, but mostly they like to listen to our music. So as we made our way through our nation’s birthday, I made sure they heard some songs about freedom. Here are five of them:… Continue reading July 4th Freedom Songs for the Kids
Yesterday, I recovered this sketch from the flyer junkyard. Bob Evans, Ross Dagly, and Showermast – A winning combination since 1993.
Sweet Home Dunkin’ Donuts Big boxes keep on coming Can’t even hardly see my chin Singing songs about the Northland I miss Dunkin’s once again And I think its a sin, yes Well I heard Krispy Kreme sing about it Well, I heard ole Krispy put ’em down Well, I hope Krispy Kreme will remember… Continue reading Friday Morning Donut Call
I picked up Nic Harcourt‘s Music Lust the other night, and blew through it like an Entertainment Weekly. This collection of music categories is a worthy guide for rock’s uninitiated, but may seem basic to a music junkie. One section details Manchester UK bands by decade, while another suggests bands with cats and dogs in… Continue reading Music Lust :: Reviewed
A sampling style band logo from nearly ten years ago.
I was going through and old stash in the attic, and came across something I hadn’t thought about in years: a CD long box. I had forgotten how big they were, and how much area was devoted to artwork. I remember hanging them in my locker like tiny posters, and on my bedroom wall like… Continue reading The CD Long Box
The 2004 Grand Prix was a random rental, so I didn’t expect much as I drove away from the airport. In fact, I didn’t even turn on the radio. The next day was a different story however, and with speakers thumping I rocked out to Poison’s “Talk Dirty to Me.” When this was followed by… Continue reading XM Satellite Radio :: My First Impression