Yeah. Lane, in addition to being the far better singer, had a much more focussed artist within him. Too bad about the hard drugs.
Even before he started using hard drugs, Lane was still a jerk. Also, a jerk who would have sold not just his soul but the souls of his band mates to become the next Poison. Switching to hard drugs is what caused the band to switch sounds.
This is not even remotely surprising.
Cool. We should form a union. You really ought to get a theremin, though.
No kidding. I'd bet we could join SEIU after that, though.
Joe got his ass whupped by Ira Glass!
Msbelle, I'll take him AND David Rakoff with one hand tied behind my back!
Joe got his ass whupped by Ira Glass!
And Sarah Vowell. She sounds kind of squeaky for an ass-kicker.
I am safe from the NPR Ninjas here in Canada. Whew!
I'm embarrassed to know Joe now.
You weren't embarrassed before? Now I'm embarrassed to know you! The Canada Day invite is off!
Drat. Now I'll never meet a Mountie.
I am safe from the NPR Ninjas here in Canada. Whew!
Don't relax too much, Sue: Vicki Gabereau once beat me within a hair's breadth of my life.
So far off topic, I can't even see the NPR ninjas, but this is music related so....
I'm writing a mini bio for Leadbelly. Love the music (specially the pardon songs and Shreveport Jail), but his life reads like a blues cliche. Also, someone should have a blues band called Walter Boyd which was his alias when he escaped from a Texas jail in or around 1916
Good God, man, you can't beat Glass, you can't beat Canadians -- what the hell kind of New Yorker are you?!?!