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I'm new here so bear with me, but what is the secret to posting album art within a comment?
Thanks...
Thanks...
Clark, not sure if you got your answer, but right above the comment box is a tag that says (some html is ok) and it has instructions for posting pictures. If you need any more help, let me know.

Thanks..."
Super easy, Clark...
Just use brackets <>.
There are two ways you can do it:
easiest way - go to flickr account, click on the picture you want to post, click on size, choose the size of the pic you want to post, copy the code under the picture, and paste it into the comments
other way:
open bracket(<)img src="copy & paste web address of photo to post"(>)closed bracket
So it would look like [image error], adding the web address between quotes
To get the accurate web address, right click on the picture, scroll down to Properties, click on Properties, copy the URL address, and paste between the quotation marks.
Okay, now do a practice run...

Sincerely,
Your very ungroovy member
Heidi wrote: "Clark wrote: "I'm new here so bear with me, but what is the secret to posting album art within a comment?
Thanks..."
Super easy, Clark...
Just use brackets .
There are two ways you c..."
Got it! Thank you, Heidi!
Thanks..."
Super easy, Clark...
Just use brackets .
There are two ways you c..."
Got it! Thank you, Heidi!

Recorded in one bevvy-fuelled session, the results are predictably fast and furious, a fabulous snapshot of punk's earliest, subterranean days.
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A certified double threat, the Stooges' first single delivers the ugly message that some disaffected American youth had abandoned peace and love for a more brutalized alienation. A punk rock prototype.
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Blustering hunk of garage lunacy, honking sax, gatling-gun snare fills, and filthy punk guitars which distills the monumental head-fuck of high school love into 2:10 of tortured, crazy, self-loathing R&B.
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The sound of men behaving badly, swearing loudly, and standing to salute with one finger up their nose. The Who's last truly great single, this one still tingles the spine on a regular basis.

Thanks..."
Super easy, Clark...
Just use brackets .
There ..."
YAY! It worked. :)
I'm listening to the soundtrack to 500 Days of Summer and the Pete Yorn-Scarlett Johansson collaboration, Break Up; you can tell Yorn and Johansson have been listening to a lot of Serge Gainsbourg on that album.
I'm dying to listen to the new album by Them Crooked Vultures, the collaboration between Josh Homme (Queens of the Stone Age), Dave Grohl and Led Zeppelin's John Paul Jones. I supposed I should shut up and make my way to Best Buy to get it, huh?
I'm dying to listen to the new album by Them Crooked Vultures, the collaboration between Josh Homme (Queens of the Stone Age), Dave Grohl and Led Zeppelin's John Paul Jones. I supposed I should shut up and make my way to Best Buy to get it, huh?
And then there are times I'd be just fine if I owned nothing more than this:
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or this:

Killer, monster punk garage music from the hoary 60’s. Never mind those drugs-will-melt-your-brains films they showed us in junior high. This is what they should have warned us about.
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or this:

Killer, monster punk garage music from the hoary 60’s. Never mind those drugs-will-melt-your-brains films they showed us in junior high. This is what they should have warned us about.

Color me hopelessly out of the loop, but this just may be the best damn thing I've heard all year. Too bad it was released in 2007.
Listening to a Chesterfield Kings album, you get the feeling that Greg Prevost, Andy Babiuk and whoever’s tagging along for the ride at the time get out of bed every morning, tease their hair and put on their retro 60’s threads, even if it’s only for a trip to 7-Eleven for smokes, chewing gum, beef jerky, and a newspaper. That’s called “walking the walk.”
Despite well-intentioned but meandering liner notes from an obviously-flummoxed Andrew Loog Oldham, holed up in Bogota, Colombia (go figure…), “Psychedelic Sunrise” is a godsend - nothing less than a revelation – swirling with druggy madness, dripping with punk ‘tude, and swaggering with Dollsy slouch and strut.
Get your wallet out.

When a clearly-agitated and bug-eyed Lux Interior adamantly proclaims, “You ain’t no punk, you punk” to kick off “Garbageman,” it’s probably best to nod your head and say, “Yessir!”, thanking God and all the muses that he’s going to let you live. For now.
It’s just about impossible to overrate this rigomortized Cramps mind splitter, which surfs out of nowheresville on the back of the sinister dark-hearted twelve strings of Bryan Gregory and Poison Ivy Rorschach and the jungle pulse laid down by Nick Knox, perhaps the coolest drummer EVER. It wouldn’t surprise me if autopsies of all three revealed battery acid in their veins.
Spiritedly rudimentary, “Garbageman” is deliberate musical primitivism from a band who look to be cursed with bad genes and broken chromosomes and sound like they invented whatever genre you may want to lump them under. And if they didn’t, well…you tell ‘em, not me.
RandomAnthony wrote: "Jesus Hell, the Chesterfield Kings are still around?"
And how...
http://www.wickedcoolrecords.com/shop...
Add them to the list:
Only things to survive Armageddon:
1. Keef
2. Lemmy
3. Cockroaches
4. Chesterfield Kings
And how...
http://www.wickedcoolrecords.com/shop...
Add them to the list:
Only things to survive Armageddon:
1. Keef
2. Lemmy
3. Cockroaches
4. Chesterfield Kings
Clark wrote, Only things to survive Armageddon:
1. Keef
2. Lemmy
3. Cockroaches
4. Chesterfield Kings
Aren't those the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?
1. Keef
2. Lemmy
3. Cockroaches
4. Chesterfield Kings
Aren't those the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?

Released on Rhino Handmade, this one's long out of print but worth tracking down. I lucked out...
It purportedly collects every take, "sour" note (quotation marks are mine - did these guys ever strike a sour note? Never mind "The Weirdness." It doesn't count.), and shred of studio dialog that went into what would later be recognized as the twisted magnum opus of the original punk band. Somehow, despite Iggy screaming "I feel alright" about 700 times on Disc 5, it never gets old.

The end of an era, Bowie mixing futurism and a speed-reading of George Orwell and birthing a dauntingly dramatic magnum opus, a strange album of transition, morbidly obsessed with encroaching decay, fascism, dictatorships gone bad, fleas the size of rats, and rats the size of cats.
And because I'm in a holiday mood:

Chock-full of berserk sleaziness and bad craziness, Carroll’s amphetamine, amphibian warble and stripped-down paean to living fast, dying young, and leaving a beautiful corpse might not be everyone’s cup of joy, but “People Who Died” is a masterpiece of resistor-frying chaos.
Heidi wrote: "Clark wrote: "Heidi wrote: "Clark wrote: "I'm new here so bear with me, but what is the secret to posting album art within a comment?
Thanks..."
Super easy, Clark...
Just use bracket..."
Sort of. Some of the images I post seem to disappear and then reappear at will.
Thanks..."
Super easy, Clark...
Just use bracket..."
Sort of. Some of the images I post seem to disappear and then reappear at will.

I'm embarrassed by how much I like this song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gnhXHv...
RandomAnthony wrote: "I think Iggy hit some sour notes later in his career"
Agreed. He hit plenty on his solo albums ("Avenue B," anyone?).
Agreed. He hit plenty on his solo albums ("Avenue B," anyone?).
Hmmm...
I knew something was about to go horribly wrong when Iggy opened "Avenue B" with:
"It was in the winter of my fiftieth year when it hit me,
I was really alone and there wasn't a lot of time left"
and then filled the rest with spoken-word interludes and softly-crooned tales of discontented, post-divorce alienation overlaid with soundtracky synths and bongos.
Brutal...
I knew something was about to go horribly wrong when Iggy opened "Avenue B" with:
"It was in the winter of my fiftieth year when it hit me,
I was really alone and there wasn't a lot of time left"
and then filled the rest with spoken-word interludes and softly-crooned tales of discontented, post-divorce alienation overlaid with soundtracky synths and bongos.
Brutal...
The below dedicated to the Edsel Ford High School Class of 1976, wherever they all may be:

Go ahead and laugh but formula or no formula, this is great rock and roll, rendering audiences deaf and babbling, the way it should be, and proof positive the best music is played by morons - or in this case, Mormons - out to reach the great E chord in the sky.

Speed-freak delusion and 1950's B-movie nostalgia lock horns, cemented by the sound of a bunch of guys from Long Island really stretching into the heavier end of their considerably broad spectrum. You can hear Hawkwind and the Pink Fairies vying for space, pushing out the riffs for "Career of Evil," "Dominance and Submission," "Astronomy," "ME262," and "Flaming Telepaths." And, inevitably, there's the unmistakable bouquet of S&M, a subconscious theme for so much of BOC's best work.

Go ahead and laugh but formula or no formula, this is great rock and roll, rendering audiences deaf and babbling, the way it should be, and proof positive the best music is played by morons - or in this case, Mormons - out to reach the great E chord in the sky.

Speed-freak delusion and 1950's B-movie nostalgia lock horns, cemented by the sound of a bunch of guys from Long Island really stretching into the heavier end of their considerably broad spectrum. You can hear Hawkwind and the Pink Fairies vying for space, pushing out the riffs for "Career of Evil," "Dominance and Submission," "Astronomy," "ME262," and "Flaming Telepaths." And, inevitably, there's the unmistakable bouquet of S&M, a subconscious theme for so much of BOC's best work.

I can't wait for everyone to get their mixes so I can share my thoughts on it.
I will give you a teaser, though - anyone who can mix Jay-Z, Gershwin, and a song called Detachable Penis... and do it seemlessly is alright in my book.
EXCELLENT mix, Gus.
RandomAnthony wrote: "You know, BOC were underrated, I think..."
And how. Even after their heyday, when they went from selling out places like Cobo Hall to playing for free on the bonny, bonny banks of the Detroit River this past summer behind the building where I work (killer show by the way, even with only three original members left - Eric Bloom, Buck Dharma, and Allen Lanier), they've continued to put out some high-quality-yet-overlooked albums.
And how. Even after their heyday, when they went from selling out places like Cobo Hall to playing for free on the bonny, bonny banks of the Detroit River this past summer behind the building where I work (killer show by the way, even with only three original members left - Eric Bloom, Buck Dharma, and Allen Lanier), they've continued to put out some high-quality-yet-overlooked albums.
Heidi, I'm extremely glad you like my mix.


my fav album cover of all time. i listened to this album on a record player plugged into a Vox amp with a guitar cord and blew out the walls

I actually bought the vinyl because it comes with a huge poster.

Is it that song they overplayed on the radio in the 90s where he buys it back from a street vendor or something like that? King Missile maybe? Or is it a different detachable penis song? I can't imagine there would be more than one but you never know.
Kevin "El Liso Grande" wrote: "
my fav album cover of all time. i listened to this album on a record player plugged into a Vox amp with a guitar cord and blew out the walls
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I always figured "Mr. Speed" was Paul and Gene's attempt at a Stones riff.
my fav album cover of all time. i listened to this album on a record player plugged into a Vox amp with a guitar cord and blew out the walls
"
I always figured "Mr. Speed" was Paul and Gene's attempt at a Stones riff.
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The Youtube clips from their recent reunion shows in Blighty are nothing short of hackle-raising revelations, proving ex-Sex Pistol Steve Jones's maxim that the best rock and roll is still being curated by guys who are fat, 50 and flatulent.



The Youtube clips from their recent reunion shows in Blighty are nothing short of hackle-raising revelations, proving ex-Sex Pistol Steve Jones's maxim that the best rock and roll is still being curated by guys who are fat, 50 and flatulent.
King Dinösaur wrote: "Yeah, but the end of that line is, "I knew I didn't want to take any more shit. Not from anybody.""
And from this, you can see how long that lasted. But he really rocks those Crocs, eh?

And from this, you can see how long that lasted. But he really rocks those Crocs, eh?

That is one unique pair of crocs, a little taller and maybe Kiss could use the one.

Will Ferrell and Dave Grohl duet- "Leather and Lace" live
I like them both and I love this song, so I'm not quite sure how I feel about this. I think I like it, though.
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