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Showing posts with label The Cramps. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Cramps. Show all posts
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Cramps Post Card
Postmarked May 19th, 1981. Mark Cheney was a professional punk rock photographer from the Delaware Valley, who produced these original postcards. Also a good guy who kept in touch. The reverse says, "....so the cat says to the sailor 'that's alot to swallow'" -Mark
A splendid photograph of Lux & Ivy.
Saturday, December 04, 2010
Simon Stokes - "Voodoo Woman"
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Lux and Ivy's Favorites 1-15
Lux and Ivy's Favorites Volume 15 is out on WFMU's Rock 'n' Soul Ichiban! (vol 1-11, 12, 13 and 14 are stored over at WFMU's Beware of the Blog!).Music collected and put together by kogar the swinging ape.
Florence Pepper - China Rock
R.I.P. Lux, and happy birthday!
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Take him home and make him like it.
Dear Creator!
I am not referring to you very often. Maybe that's a shame. Maybe I would have gotten more out of life if I have had a stronger belief and faith in something. Maybe it was You after all.
My mother and my biological father had sex and I was created. End of story.
But now I know creation doesn't stop. The creation will not stop even after an magnitude 7.0 Mw earthquake or by dictators spitting out things like "Humanitarianism is the expression of stupidity and cowardice".
After I was born I was a baby, then a bigger baby. Then a big lonely baby. I didn't turn to religion when I grew a little older. Music saved my soul. Yeah, I know, the story of many angst ridden teenage souls. But it is true nevertheless. I found something to reflect my anxiety in and I stumbled into a world of Heavy Metal. 80s Heavy Metal was a treasure for a 12-13 year old awkward shy little kid with more enemies than friends. Knights in armours and hot princesses and the gods of thunder and lightning. I felt secure in this world. Of course I knew that the world I had cut out for myself, amidst tight leather panted legs surrounded by outstretched delicate female hands begging for just one tiny moment of "his" approval, wasn't a real one or even something to strive for. But I was just a kid feeling alone and desperate for approval.
The metal phase turned into a love for hard music in general - and in the long run - a life-long relationship to music.
Some day in the end of my teens I found Big Star. Loved their two first records. I still do. But it was when I by chance bought Alex Chilton's "Bach's Bottom" and listened to the first track "Take me home and make me like it" I knew I had found my musical soul mate, my reflection, my distant and awkward friend willing to fight the battle for me.
Let's stop there.
Alex Chilton - Take Me Home And Make Me Like It (sorry about the lousy sound quality)
It would be useless gibberish to everyone if I continue to praise this song in a more poetical and philosophical way than that. It is indeed a song falling apart at times and a voice on the edge accompanied by what sounds like a drunk rock'n'roll band, some clowns, some guitar students, and a choir of male retards from the local football team and a couple of people Alex didn't know were there in the first place. As I said the song sounds like falling apart several times, like the energy vanishes. As many times the track goes straight through the roof and the whole band is alert and ready to deliver the best rock and roll ever. Sounds come and go. It's spontaneous. It's alive. It's life.
Life is what I'm looking for in music. Music doesn't always need to make me feel better. But music that doesn't make me feel alive suck. I need to FEEL life. We all need that.
This is music that wakes up on Saturday morning and doesn't care putting on clothes. This is music with a bad breath because it had a fantastic dinner yesterday with a lot of garlic involved and a few bears afterwards which probably lead to another thing and suddenly wound up in bed with the dinner hostess and ate her out long after midnight.
Life.
I need it. Alex gave it to me. I am afraid of life. But I still need it. Alex has covered for me soooo many times.
The whole third album by Big Star is an installment of life. Alex and Jody Stevens and friends.
"Kizza me", "Thank You Friends", "Holocaust", "Kangaroo", "Nightime". I could count them all in. Magnificent album, and by far their best. It's life. Up or down or even doomed. I have these moments. Alex apparetly had them a lot.
Big Star - Nighttime
"I've had it" and "Rock Hard" on 'Like Flies on Sherbert'. Magic moments.
Most obituaries today probably talks about a letter and the founder of power pop as we know it. Rightously so!
But this is also the man who produced "Human Fly" and deconstructed blues-rock on 'Behind the Magnolia Curtain' with Tav Falco for crying out loud!
This was a man who understood: It's the Singer, Not the song.
So, please, creator: Take him home and make him like it.
/Z aka mrdantefontana
I am not referring to you very often. Maybe that's a shame. Maybe I would have gotten more out of life if I have had a stronger belief and faith in something. Maybe it was You after all.
My mother and my biological father had sex and I was created. End of story.
But now I know creation doesn't stop. The creation will not stop even after an magnitude 7.0 Mw earthquake or by dictators spitting out things like "Humanitarianism is the expression of stupidity and cowardice".
After I was born I was a baby, then a bigger baby. Then a big lonely baby. I didn't turn to religion when I grew a little older. Music saved my soul. Yeah, I know, the story of many angst ridden teenage souls. But it is true nevertheless. I found something to reflect my anxiety in and I stumbled into a world of Heavy Metal. 80s Heavy Metal was a treasure for a 12-13 year old awkward shy little kid with more enemies than friends. Knights in armours and hot princesses and the gods of thunder and lightning. I felt secure in this world. Of course I knew that the world I had cut out for myself, amidst tight leather panted legs surrounded by outstretched delicate female hands begging for just one tiny moment of "his" approval, wasn't a real one or even something to strive for. But I was just a kid feeling alone and desperate for approval.
The metal phase turned into a love for hard music in general - and in the long run - a life-long relationship to music.
Some day in the end of my teens I found Big Star. Loved their two first records. I still do. But it was when I by chance bought Alex Chilton's "Bach's Bottom" and listened to the first track "Take me home and make me like it" I knew I had found my musical soul mate, my reflection, my distant and awkward friend willing to fight the battle for me.
Let's stop there.
Alex Chilton - Take Me Home And Make Me Like It (sorry about the lousy sound quality)
It would be useless gibberish to everyone if I continue to praise this song in a more poetical and philosophical way than that. It is indeed a song falling apart at times and a voice on the edge accompanied by what sounds like a drunk rock'n'roll band, some clowns, some guitar students, and a choir of male retards from the local football team and a couple of people Alex didn't know were there in the first place. As I said the song sounds like falling apart several times, like the energy vanishes. As many times the track goes straight through the roof and the whole band is alert and ready to deliver the best rock and roll ever. Sounds come and go. It's spontaneous. It's alive. It's life.
Life is what I'm looking for in music. Music doesn't always need to make me feel better. But music that doesn't make me feel alive suck. I need to FEEL life. We all need that.
This is music that wakes up on Saturday morning and doesn't care putting on clothes. This is music with a bad breath because it had a fantastic dinner yesterday with a lot of garlic involved and a few bears afterwards which probably lead to another thing and suddenly wound up in bed with the dinner hostess and ate her out long after midnight.
Life.
I need it. Alex gave it to me. I am afraid of life. But I still need it. Alex has covered for me soooo many times.
The whole third album by Big Star is an installment of life. Alex and Jody Stevens and friends.
"Kizza me", "Thank You Friends", "Holocaust", "Kangaroo", "Nightime". I could count them all in. Magnificent album, and by far their best. It's life. Up or down or even doomed. I have these moments. Alex apparetly had them a lot.
Big Star - Nighttime
"I've had it" and "Rock Hard" on 'Like Flies on Sherbert'. Magic moments.
Most obituaries today probably talks about a letter and the founder of power pop as we know it. Rightously so!
But this is also the man who produced "Human Fly" and deconstructed blues-rock on 'Behind the Magnolia Curtain' with Tav Falco for crying out loud!
This was a man who understood: It's the Singer, Not the song.
So, please, creator: Take him home and make him like it.
/Z aka mrdantefontana
Friday, October 30, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Kicksville 66
It seems that she'd have had a blog for ages, but what with having Norton Records, drumming in the A-Bones, and lately playing with the Flamin' Groovies at the Ponderosa Stomp, I wonder how Miriam Linna even has the time to begin telling the tale. But she's started at the beginning - well, at her rock'n'roll beginning - when she joined the newly-formed Cramps in New York, 1976.
Lux Interior, Poison Ivy, Bryan Gregory, and Miriam Linna.
Lux Interior, Poison Ivy, Bryan Gregory, and Miriam Linna.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Lux and Ivy's Favorites
" ... I'm the guy who compiles the Lux and Ivy's Favorites Compilations.
It started as a way to keep track of some of the songs Lux, and or Ivy, mentioned in THE INCREDIBLY STRANGE MUSIC BOOK. It was never really intended as anything but a way for a friend of mine and me to have 2 really kick ass compilations.
So we went about the arduous process
of finding all the songs mentioned in that interview. It took a loooong time. We used the file sharing program, Napster, as well as our own personal collections. So, one thing lead to another and when word got around that these compilations were out there, they started being traded from fan to fan to fan. So, at some point I decided to put them up on Napster and let anyone who wanted them have them. As the years went buy, more interviews with Lux and Ivy kept popping up, and the list of songs they mentioned got longer and longer. This resulted in new volumes.
...
In the end, these comps are a tribute to my heroes, The Cramps."
Lux and Ivys Favorites - Volume 01-11, collected and shared by Kogar the Swinging Ape and now available thanks to WFMU's Beware of the Blog!.
Note from mrdantefontana: This is all music and sounds a human being needs. If you ever happen to get stranded on that deserted island you just need an mp3 player cooking with Lux and Ivys Favorites. You will probably also need a minimum of food and some water. But that is all. You will get by fine.
It started as a way to keep track of some of the songs Lux, and or Ivy, mentioned in THE INCREDIBLY STRANGE MUSIC BOOK. It was never really intended as anything but a way for a friend of mine and me to have 2 really kick ass compilations.
So we went about the arduous process
of finding all the songs mentioned in that interview. It took a loooong time. We used the file sharing program, Napster, as well as our own personal collections. So, one thing lead to another and when word got around that these compilations were out there, they started being traded from fan to fan to fan. So, at some point I decided to put them up on Napster and let anyone who wanted them have them. As the years went buy, more interviews with Lux and Ivy kept popping up, and the list of songs they mentioned got longer and longer. This resulted in new volumes.
...
In the end, these comps are a tribute to my heroes, The Cramps."
Lux and Ivys Favorites - Volume 01-11, collected and shared by Kogar the Swinging Ape and now available thanks to WFMU's Beware of the Blog!.
Note from mrdantefontana: This is all music and sounds a human being needs. If you ever happen to get stranded on that deserted island you just need an mp3 player cooking with Lux and Ivys Favorites. You will probably also need a minimum of food and some water. But that is all. You will get by fine.
Green Fuzz
Clip added by TralfamadorianRed
The Cramps performing "Green Fuzz" at The Mudd Club in New York 1981. Filmed for Paul Tschinkel's Inner Tube.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
DA LUX
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
The pinnacle of Rock and Roll
The Cramps Live in 1986, in Rennes, France doing "People Ain't No Good" and "You Got Good Taste" with a short interview in the middle.
Uploaded by blob83000
Uploaded by blob83000
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
What's the title of the song I'm thinking of?
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Updated: Whoops solved it first. Well done! :-)
A Can album + Twitch Jor-El a bit and you got Your + Pussy Galore + The half of Scooby-Doo is almost Do + put in a "the" on your own + Snoop Dogg
Here, kitty, kitty ...
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Is It True?
Is this just a rumour, or is it all true. Baikinange? You too??? Noooo. No way! All women can't be bad. That aint right. Just a little bad a few times a day. Just to spice things up a bit. Btw I'm pretty bad myself by putting this up on the internets for all to see. Tee hee.
All Women Are Bad, is a movie NSFW movie, and so are this trailer. (via Strange Ink)
BAD!
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