Hey Rockers, it's been a while since I threw out some photos that I collected and tied them into the rock 'n' roll lifestyle. Are you ready to get going on one of these again? OK, will you at least tolerate the depredations of a sick mind? Cool, I have that covered in spades. Let's roll.
I saw a picture of this guy and thought "this is what I looked like in college." Seriously, have you ever seen someone this messed up before? Of course you have! You love rock, right? This is what most rockers look like at about 8 in the morning. You're getting up and going to work, bright eyed and bushy tailed, and these guys are coming in from yet another late night of "creativity." Makes me think of a song by BTO - Taking Care of Business.
Remember that post from many months ago when I was trying to identify a great name for a rock band? Well, sometimes you need inspiration from a Buick Riviera. How about this name: Lawyer-Up. Again, a theme of mine from college. Kids, just so you know, there is no good night that ends in the back of a police car, although it can be pretty good up until that point.
Ever been to Amsterdam? It's a cool place. One very interesting thing is the huge variety of bikes that you see. The train station has bikes stacked in "parking" areas, and the stacks go up multiple levels. You see all kinds of crazy bikes, many of them ingenious in design. Here's a sample below. Just think of all the weed you can carry on that platform!
There is just so much wrong with clowns. I don't know where to begin. But I have a song that puts them in there place, and if you think it's Tears of a Clown, well, you're wrong. Guess what it is. No way do you get this one. It's as creepy as any clown trying to get a little kid to sample their wares.
Hot rods and rock 'n' roll go together like summer and fun. You can never go wrong with a song about cars. NRBQ has a ton of fantastic car songs, but when I saw this red T-bird, I knew that I could only go with one track. Can you guess the song? This is the layup of BRP posts - if you don't hit this one, you need to go back to the School of Rock.
I was in the Alps (uh oh, Mr. Unsufferable coming up) and at the top of Mt. Titlis in Switzerland, you can go through a tunnel of ice carved into a glacier. It's waaaay cool. In fact, it's downright cold. They put blue lights in it to make it look even cooler. I highly recommend it. And, no, I'm not putting Tunnel of Love on for the related song. Springsteen lost me with that album. I'm going to insult him with my choice of song, a true gut-buster.
By the way, blue lights on stage make your pictures come out great. Red lights on stage make them come out terrible. And when they pump in the dry ice "smoke," it takes away crisp site lines and makes them hazy, which is sometimes good and sometimes bad. The dry ice smoke is funny - it used to be that people could actually smoke tobacco and weed at shows, and that made the venue smoky. Now, they artificially pump the "smoke" in - what's that all about?
Umlaut alert! Ha, that got your attention, right? How do you get away with a stupid bar name that uses a bad word? Umlaut it! Now that I think of it, just about every bar on the planet could use this name. I have a good friend who used to wear a t-shirt to parties. It read "Instant Asshole: Just Add Alcohol" A truer phrase was never spoken.
Yes, I like dogs. Hound dogs. Did you know that dachshunds are in the hound group? It's true, look it up. One question: how come the best dogs NEVER win best in show? The doxies are the cutest and most ill-behaved - that should get them a win every time! BRP is dachshund country in case you didn't know. And for you Badgers out there, I want you to look hard at your mortal enemy.
There are weird vending machines all over the world. On military bases, they dispense beers. Gas station rest rooms dispense condoms because, well, I guess there is no greater need for a condom than in a dirty gas station bathroom. In Japan, they dispense just about anything that you could imagine - I even saw panty hose in one, but I didn't buy them. But the Swiss dispense cheese. Yup, you want to be able to get your cheese jones itched no matter when it hits you. Sehr gut!
Is BRP a style maven? Um, well, maybe not. I try not to wear t-shirts that have writing on them, but other than that, I'm pretty humdrum. But there are times that I can be persuaded to wear truly silly stuff. I used to love polyester suits - you could wear them to a party, and if there was a pool in the back, swim in the suit - no worries, it won't lose it's shape! In fact, it will dry in about 5 minutes. Now, that's what I call style.
If there is one thing that I truly don't care about is the opinion of people that I don't know or those that I do know but dislike. That covers most of the world, but not you, BRP readers, because you know that I love you! Well, I might have a bad rep in some places (and probably well-earned, too), but that's because I am what I am. I'm like Popeye - an everyman who just accepts it. Not an elitist prig full of attitude.
And do you truly believe anything I just wrote?
OK, enough of this Tidbits. Next up for those keeping score at home, it's Yonder Mountain String Band at the Ardmore Music Hall. Bluegrass, baby, and yes, I'm from Virginia and, like the Apple Jack moonshine from Franklin County, that stuff is in my BLOOD.
Hey, have you seen Low Cut Connie yet? If not, fix that issue; that is one great live bar band. I have a couple of other shows teed up for November, too, but I'll keep you in suspense until those get closer. I see you sliding to the edge of your seat!
And I've been working on some other posts that will keep you entertained as the dark days of winter head our way. Just so you know, there is always light here at BRP, probably because you read it on an illuminated screen. Anyway, have a good one, rock your jowls off, and get right with the world.
My name is Bill, and I live in the greater Philadelphia area. I love music, and I have a lot of opinions. This site is primarily focused on music, but sometimes I get off track. I hope you enjoy.