Pet Rock Sounds: Rock and Roll, Beach Music, and What Makes Their Hybrid Work

by Merry Mercurial In one, you growl out both rage and woes to grinding fuzztastic accompaniment; the other, always bowing to its roots, is all about beer, blondes, and Baywatchin' bosoms. Nothing wrong with either; the coupling of rock and beach music just isn't based on any clear synonymy. But you hear it plenty. When …

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The Godz Don’t Care What You Think: A Review of Third Testament

by Merry Mercurial No, the Godz don’t care. Making ’em fun to review. This series of posts will cover every major overture of the New York band the Godz, from the glory ESP-Records days of Contact High to the discography of the resuscitated lords on low post 2007. In no particular order. Case in point: …

Oh Bondage!

by Merry Mercurial Courtney Love, a Saffir-Simpson category 5 of a lady if ever there were one (all but the fittest of framed homes will be destroyed) is one of my current favorites for reasons I’m just a’itching to maunder on and on about but which mainly stem from this thing she said: This isn't …

The Lash: Talking About Lester Bangs Talking About the Clash

by Merry Mercurial As I was recently engaging in the height of all potential human luxury—drinking cold beer and reading in the shower instead of showering—there was a task that went from being a sort of second-banana time killer for some rainy day to being important: really listening to the Clash. And here’s why. An article simply …