O'Doyle Rules!

I feel embarrassingly vindicated. All three songs from my non-rock list that were eligible for Pitchfork's 200 best songs of the 1960's placed in the top 100:
Toots - Pressure Drop at 97
Fat Elvis - Suspicious Minds at fat 82
and my all time #1, is their #2
Not that I care or anything or read their site, or went to their Ragu festival, or whatever, I bet their list makes the chocolate taste terrible.

My concert cred is all over the place this month. I wish I could make a Venn Diagram of the similarities and differences of Rancid and Shellac. They share (judging from the Albini photo and a Rancid album title) an affinity for wolves, but not much else.

I have to post more frequently on this or Jack will want to take over.

Virtual Staring Contest

Jack noticed that the blog hadn't been updated in two months. He was nice enough not to note that even those updates were random YouTube videos. He also gave a suggestion, it involved cropping photos and took me twenty minutes. The game is called "Who's Eyes Are Less Crazy?" and there is no right answer.

Contestant #1 is a trusted public figure:


Contestant #2 is a scourge:


Contestant #3 is clearly not to be trusted: