Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Eggplant


A couple more from the Bus Stop Label.
More girls making pop music.
I do not now, nor have I ever had a problem with that.
I like women. I like Pop songs.
Win/win.




Sweet Anarchy (1993)

There was never much information to be gleaned about Eggplant on their releases. It doesn't really matter. There's always the music to go back to.




They kind of were and then they weren't and then Bus Stop put out a compilation of the existent singles. Such is the circle of life.

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Can You tell this is the eleventh post I've queued tonight?


Snotty 60's shit. Comped  probably a bunch of  times already. These are my copies.



The Driving Stupid. It really doesn't get any better than this. Really. Listen to this and then realize that you'll be dead one day. Then listen to the other side and be glad you did.




A listing on Arf!Arf! Records site places them in New York state. I'll trust Erik Lindgren on that point. He is an authority on such things. Song itself is a fabulous jangly bit of snot. She can dish it out, but she can't take it when someone plays with her heart. Sucker.

Friday, May 27, 2016

Sure, Why Not...


Stuff that I want to post, but have no idea why and no back story to connect the two.


Dogbowl (aka Stephen Tunney) of minor renown as the original guitarist of King Missile who had a tiny brush with fame in 1992 with "Detachable Penis" after he'd had left the band.



Some somewhat punk/new wave, somewhat ska stuff from Winnipeg, Canada.
 It's the dual saxophones. Throws the whole genre metric off somehow if you give a fuck about microgenres and such. It's still rock and roll to me.

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

(untitled post)


the Dolphins (1981)

[insert witty musing on doing both Syd Barrett & John Cale covers]



the Doll (1978)

[insert wry comment about coordinating outfit & guitar]

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Things not otherwise documented.


I love Discogs.  It's one of the best things about the 21st Century and the Age of Information. No longer is learning what constitutes an artists discography a matter of searching, researching and hunting around in used bins. You can hop online and find it and in most cases buy it all with a few mouse clicks (or at the very least download a copy to listen to if you're not into the whole source material schtick.)

But even now, occasionally a few things fall through its many tentacled heart.



Blue Girl (1995)

Sometimes it's a matter of naming your band Emma. It's bound to make it difficult to find your band ever on the internet for all of fucking eternity. But even then if nobody who has a copy of your sole (presumably, I can't tell you named your band "Emma") double 7" release and uploads the information to Discogs then I won't find it there anyway. So it has to get done. And now that it is I see that Parasol Records has a copy to sell. Be a dear and purchase that.



Maybe it's just that 1995 was a weird year for vinyl as everybody was too busy with ringing its death knell digging it a big hole to die in that nobody took time to account for all the weird little things that actually were released. Here's another. It's from the NYC area and appears to be a little one off thing by some obscure people from other obscure bands.

 It's a bit country. "Blue Chippy" is a great little toe tapper. Share it with your friends over a tall boy.