The end of the story isn’t always the most important. It might not even be part of the story at all, depending on how you choose to tell it. I’m sick of walking around with friends talking about ends—the ends of relationships, friendships, feelings, and hope. We all know how things end, and that’s badly. But just because it came last, it need not overshadow everything else. If you lived it, it’s all part of the story of your life.
Aaron Cometbus
Waking up, I decided to prepare myself for the day of rock by spinning my Lita Ford and Runaways albums on the turntable. A good start indeed and it’s always fun to revisit albums you haven’t heard…
Hanging out with someone who’s music you have admired since your teenage years is a pretty surreal experience but you quickly find out she is one of the coolest rockers on the planet and all nerves quickly disappear.
I never thought this day would come but today I am working with Lita Ford. I will keep you all posted on the days events and everything over at www.longgoneloser.com with all the days happenings and photos n stuff. Yay!!!
Tonight I went to the Corner Hotel in Melbourne to review AND YOU WILL KNOW US BY THE TRAIL OF DEAD show. They were playing their breakthrough piece, Source Tags And Codes in full. After the first set, they left the stage and then came back 10 minutes later and bashed through another hours worth of music. At the end of the show, singer Conrad Keely grabbed the Orange amphead an started smashing up the drum kit. He then threw that to the ground, took off his guitar and threw it half way across the room out into the audience. It was insane. I have never seen anyone do anything like that before at the Corner Hotel. Very intense performance.
Now I’m off to bed. Working with Lita Ford tomorrow. Yowzers!!!!
One of the things I loved about doing the zine, Long Gone Loser, was being sent obscure compilation records of long lost gems. Garage bands who probably cut nothing more than one single for some small time label with aspirations to be the next Warner Bros.
These three LPs were sent to me from a small time pressing plant in Melbourne called Corduroy Records. The label / pressing plant would churn out tons of obscure records. God knows where they got the tunes from or how they even uncovered them but they still took the time to get them to the people. I loved discovering weird, wild and wacky garage rockers from bands I had never heard of and probably never will again.
Still, I promise I will do a podcast showcasing some of these obscurities. I have hundreds of songs, now to just choose the ones you really must hear.
Thanks to Corduroy Records for sending me so many weird and wonderful records back in the 90s. You guys ruled!!!
Whenever people ask me where the band name came from… Well, here’s the answer… Track 1. Top is the LP from 1993, bottom is the single from 1992.
Give the Anarchist a Cigarette!!!!!!
“Anarchy” is one album that never gets old. I wish they would release it on vinyl.
