Required Listening 2005

Tonight I became inebriated on Martin's Deluxe 12 year old age Whiskey. I drank myself stupid and drove as fast as I could to the record store. This was a rare occasion that I would fork over the $13 to buy what the kids call a "CD"... a digital recording of music pressed into a small record that I can play on my computer.

By the way, I'm still wasted... thta's my skull.

I bought Nashvillle Pusssy's new one "Get Some". I am born again, again, for the 5th time.

I was born again with rock when I saw KISS on mushrooms, then I pooped my pants at a DEVO concert. Then I saw the 'Nug in his prime, then UFO, Foghat, Jane's Addiction, Butthole Surfers, Suicidal Tendencies and Circle Jerks, then I went 20 years without being inspired. Somewhere in there I saw an excellent Descendents show, Hagfish, Wesley Willis and Causey Way. None of them left me to soil myself, but the spider puckered, if you know what I'm sayin'.

If you like Zep, AC/DC, Scorps, etc., then go find youself a Nashville Pussy CD. The new one kills and you will approve. It is music to take your clothes off to if you are a stripper or trucker. Listen, crack a pabst and smell your pits. There's symmetry to be found. It is a 50 minute string of tunes to spin while you gut a deer, chainsaw a tree or bang the ol' lady.

It is the most inspired CD I have heard since NOFX's "War on Errorism"-- a piece of Americana that beacons the end like bird flu and dirty bombs. It is what I want to hear as it all goes up in a fireball. Bon Scott would be proud.