::brain explodes::
even with the weird little teeth
and someone having to explain to a certain wee guitarist that "climbing" is not usually part of the game
Willow ,'Showtime'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
::brain explodes::
even with the weird little teeth
and someone having to explain to a certain wee guitarist that "climbing" is not usually part of the game
and someone having to explain to a certain wee guitarist that "climbing" is not usually part of the game
How else are you going to get to the neck of a Torosaurus?
How else are you going to get to the neck of a Torosaurus?
Or me for that matter. He is welcome to climb me. But with Buffistas he might maybe should ask first is all.
I am not tall enough for climbing, but he's welcome to practice.
The one I'm picking up from the guy who mastered it tomorrow. Of course it still needs art and to be pressed though.
I want a copy!
OK, I've got part of Decade on my iPod, so you win....
Just don't let it bring you down, man.
Going back a bit - I would take on buying an agreed upon LP ripper turntable if people are serious. Email me and let me know your level of interest and then I can determine if I need to take in paypal donations. thanks.
I appreciate your willingness to take that on, Ms Belle, but I'm both broke and unserious at the moment. With a lot of my unripped vinyl, I think, oh yeah, that's cool, but now a day later, I really don't have a burning desire to revisit much of that music.
I'm one of those horrible heathens who doesn't own (and can't afford) vinyl.
Most of my vinyl is from my youth or was purchased for $1-2 at thrift stores/yard sales. I don't have much still, mind. I got rid of most things once I got the digital versions, but some things aren't available on CD or digital and some 45s I have are different versions than the digital. And then there is the Bowie.
My unavailable-elsewhere vinyl consists of full-lengths or 45s from small-time bands back in the day and a handful of EPs that bigger-name bands haven't gotten around to releasing digitally. Some of it, like the Mike Watt-produced Texas Instruments album Sun Tunnels, I think I'd love to hear again, although I don't have a strongly burning desire. Other stuff, like the Mobile, AL-based hardcore band The Vomit Spots, not so much.
I've had copies of Boris's new album Smile for a little over a month, both the US & Japanese versions in pre-release mp3s, given to me by a friend who was interviewing them for Metal Edge magazine. But both are so amazing that I went ahead & spent $$ on new, slightly clearer copies, because Boris deserves my money if they're going to continue to make music that's this high on shock and awe. I mean, the US version would be the hottest slab of mind-melting raw power known to man if not for the absolutely phenomenal Japanese version. DAMN. I mean, it's heavy, like early Black Sabbath-heavy (or, more appropriately, Melvins-when-good-heavy), but they've gotten more ornate and psychedelic with each release. Y'know, on the Rolling Stones Rock & Roll Circus, Tony Iommi from Black Sabbath sits in with Jethro Tull. Now, I hate Jethro Tull, but I like quite a bit of Brit-folk, so say Tony Iommi (and the rest of the original Black Sabbath) and The Incredible String Band joined forces to cover My Bloody Valentine and, I dunno, Brian Eno. While very, very high.