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Track:
I'm The One

Artist:
Van Halen

Album:
Van Halen

Van Halen - I’m The One

It’s amazing that Van Halen peaked with their first album yet somehow managed to grow in popularity with each subsequent release.  Each album had a few great songs, but only Van Halen was perfect from top to bottom.  I can’t think of many other bands that could survive such a long, slow decline.  Can you name any?

Maybe it’s just in the collective imagination of the 27,000-plus braainwashed boomers who went down to the Crossroads on Saturday, but it sure seems that the music of 40 years ago is ever more vibrant than today’s lame pop tunes. It’s unlikely that fans in 2050 will look back on 2010 the way today’s fiftysomethings revere the sounds of 1970.

Clapton sure can pick ‘em :: CHICAGO SUN-TIMES :: Blues (via Roger Ebert)

Ick. Punk was our great saviour from the rock of 1970.

At least now I have something besides computer games to disagree with Roger Ebert about.

(via stuffparty)

Ebert is spot on with his statement and your introduction of punk into the argument is completely besides his point.  I don’t see Justin Bieber putting on a festival in 50 years to celebrate the shitty music he and his peers are currently releasing.

1965-1970 produced some of the greatest straight-up rock n’ roll that you’ll ever hear.

I don’t want to hear a single person praise “punk rock” without also hearing them mention that those kids wouldn’t have been inspired to pick up instruments in the first place if it weren’t for the rock n’ roll that preceeded their genre.

Track:
Capillarian Crest

Artist:
Mastodon

Album:
Blood Mountain

Mastodon - Capillarian Crest

I feel like shit this morning.  Last night was really terrible.

However, tonight I’ll be seeing Mastodon and it’s just what the doctor ordered.  I’m going to let the rock pummel my depression right the fuck out of my brain.

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In the beginningBack in nineteen fifty fiveMan didn’t know ‘bout a rock ‘n’ roll showAnd all that jiveThe white man had the schmaltzThe black man had the bluesNo one knew what they was gonna doBut Tchaikovsky had the news, he saidLet there be sound, and there was soundLet there be light, and there was lightLet there be drums, there was drumsLet there be guitar, there was guitarLet there be rockAnd it came to passThat rock ‘n’ roll was bornAll across the land every rockin’ bandWas blowin’ up a stormAnd the guitar man got famousThe business man got richAnd in every bar there was a superstarWith a seven year itchThere was fifteen million fingersLearnin’ how to playAnd you could hear the fingers pickin’And this is what they had to sayLet there be light, sound, drums, guitarLet there be rockOne night in a club called the Shakin’ HandThere was a 42 decibel rockin’ bandAnd the music was goodAnd the music was loudAnd the singer turned and he said to the crowdLet there be rock
(AC/DC)

In the beginning
Back in nineteen fifty five
Man didn’t know ‘bout a rock ‘n’ roll show
And all that jive
The white man had the schmaltz
The black man had the blues
No one knew what they was gonna do
But Tchaikovsky had the news, he said

Let there be sound, and there was sound
Let there be light, and there was light
Let there be drums, there was drums
Let there be guitar, there was guitar
Let there be rock

And it came to pass
That rock ‘n’ roll was born
All across the land every rockin’ band
Was blowin’ up a storm
And the guitar man got famous
The business man got rich
And in every bar there was a superstar
With a seven year itch
There was fifteen million fingers
Learnin’ how to play
And you could hear the fingers pickin’
And this is what they had to say

Let there be light, sound, drums, guitar
Let there be rock

One night in a club called the Shakin’ Hand
There was a 42 decibel rockin’ band
And the music was good
And the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd

Let there be rock

(AC/DC)

This song is dedicated to yesterday.

ZZ Top - Sharp Dressed Man

They come runnin’ just as fast as they can
'Cause every girl's crazy 'bout a sharp dressed man.

Billy Gibbons doesn’t get enough respect as a guitarist.  He might not play the fastest or the loudest, but he’s done something that few guitarists have been able to do: craft an instantly recognizable tone and style.