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hoochmonkey9

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Betty Blowtorch - Get Off

I'm pretty jaded when it comes to music, but this one sends shivers up me spine, kids.

is that the one about the daughter being molested by her Dad?

pretty strong stuff.
 

mjp

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Yeah. That is some primal scream shit right there. You can look at the lyrics, but it doesn't compare with hearing that bloodletting performance. First time I heard it (and saw her sing it) my jaw just dropped. You can't fake that kind of rage and pain. It's frightening and riveting.
 
The Grateful Dead - Road Trips Volume 1 number 3 (summer 1971).

Delicious!!!!

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Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
Paradise by John Prine,
followed by
If you needed me by Townes Van Zandt & Lyle Lovett,
oh now, Waylon Jenning,
what a wonderful shuffle,

from my Ipod
 

Bukfan

"The law is wrong; I am right"
R. Crumb And His Cheap Suit Serenaders: Chasin' Rainbows.
 
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hoochmonkey9

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not bad at all.

cat power meets bjork meets jesus and mary chain.

not stunning, but worth the 10 bucks I laid out.
 

Black Swan

Abord the Yorikke!
Martha Wainright,
I Wish I Were,
from I Know You're Married But I 've Got Feelings Too
now Alejandro Escovedo,
with California Blues
 

hoochmonkey9

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I have no critical facilities when it comes to Johnny Cash.
I love it all.
I saw him live when I was 11. 1979. I was mesmerized. he had a big video screen, and there always seemed to be a train going across it.
my parents would take me to concerts, but it wasn't all golden, they also took me to Anne Murray and Nana Mouskouri.
heh.
 
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Bukfan

"The law is wrong; I am right"
I've never seen him play live, but I do like his music from the late sixties-early seventies. Ah nostalgia, how sweet it is...
 
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mjp

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I saw him live when I was 11. 1979. I was mesmerized.
That's funny - my father took me to see him in 70 or 71 (guessing on the date here, but I'm pretty sure I was also 10 or 11 years old), and to see Roy Clark the next year. I would not have chosen to see Roy Clark, but that motherfucker can play the hell out of anything with strings, and that's no hype. I remember that Johnny Cash was much LOUDER than Roy Clark though. Maybe all those amphetamines make you want to turn shit up!

That was the extent of concerts with the old man. They weren't his thing, but sometimes people...um...paid him for stuff with tickets. This was '69 to '73 or so. Maybe later. He usually gave them away ("Led Zeppelin? What the hell is that? You want these Jim?"), but he loved Johnny Cash and and any of that old American stuff, Hank Williams, pretty much any type of crying in your beer stuff.

I did not appreciate listening to it as a kid, but it is interesting how even involuntary influences affect you later in life. I know that stuff inside out because the old man subjected me to it every weekend (he and my mother didn't see eye to eye and split before I was a year old).

Uh, sorry, I thought this was the autobiography thread.

What I'm listening to now: eggs frying on the sidewalks. LA is in the middle of a 100+ degree heat wave.
 
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