My brain's radio

Yup, if I'm going to get this shit party started and take the time to make a GIF may as well play the whole vid...it's fucking Plasmatics time!

19fucking78 dude!!!  I was 9 years old, it wasn't for another 2 or 3 years that I would discover the band on the Rodney on the ROQ show.  This was their "2nd show ever" according to the write up on the vid and, I gotta say, they were amazing even without "the" Wes Beech on second guitar, at their humblest of beginnings.  

For the life of me I can't remember this gal's name but she was quite famous as a DJ in the early 60s, if I recollect correctly (which more often than not I don't, provided I recollect at all...haha).  Love the pic though...

Can't remember how the fuck this duo came on my radar...having a feeling that it was a review they asked me to do on the "old" blog.  Fucking love The Chewers!  This is one of their "hits" for me that I've been putting on mixes a lot lately and then discovered today that there was a sick ass live version on the fucking tube.  Got to thinking about it while listening to the song over and over, that' pretty much what we do all our lives as, is dig our own grave...some dig faster than others (raises hand).

I fucking wish!!!

The song is called "No" and this gal is on heavy rotation virtually for me...toyed with the idea of scoring some of her vinyl, but old Mostaza is broke as a motherfucker.  We shall be seeing more of Billy Nomates around here, just you wait and see..

My dog (I'm his human) and best bud...he's like his old man, puts on a good show, but deep down inside, he's a no frills, honest to goodness, asshole of of epic proportions.  Just an example...at the vet he has to be muzzled cuz he will get his bite on...in other words, he's like, "leave me the fuck alone" in a very Bukowski-esque way (Bukowski was just a grumpy pants with incredible insight). 

Let's (there's just me) finish this off with some Stooges....

Out of my mind on Saturday night

Nineteen-seventy rollin' in sight

Radio burnin' up above

Beautiful baby, feed my love all night

Till I blow away

All night

Till I blow away

I feel alright, I feel alright

Whoo

Baby oh baby, burn my heart

Baby oh baby, burn my heart

Fall apart baby, fall apart

Baby oh baby, burn my heart all night

Till I blow away

All night

Till I blow away

I feel alright

I feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

Whoo

Out of my mind on Saturday night

Nineteen-seventy rollin' in sight

Radio burnin' up above

Beautiful baby, feed my love all night

Till I blow away

All night

Till I blow away

I feel alright, I feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright, I feel alright

I feel alright, feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

Well, I feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

Feel

Feel

Blow

Blow

I feel alright

I feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

Blow

Blow

I feel alright

Ooh

Feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

Feel alright

I feel alright

I feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

Feel alright

So

Ya know...I was listening to this song tonight and I want to "feel alright!"  Iggy felt alright until he didn't.  I asked myself (literally and out loud), why are you so crazy motherfucker...you relied on (illegal) drugs to feel alright and now they give (legal) drugs to just to be able to function (gotta be able to do my part for the machine).  On top of the addiction gene, I was blessed with what ever gene it is that makes you mental.  Please tell there is someone out there who isn't mental in some fucking way...I at least hope the guy prescribing these meds to keep me from jumping off a bridge, is in not having to take them himself...wouldn't that be ironic?  Like Chong, "here man, take these."  It kills me this being reliant on these things, but I'll be damned, if I forget to take my shit one day, I'm a total mess.  Not so different from my days of drinking the hooch 24/7, waking up from a (nightly) blackout and have to God awful shakes.  I suppose there's probably a lot more to it, but I honestly wonder if I'm any better off or if I've learned a god damned thing since those marvelous days.  Years ago I read this humorous handout my religious studies professor gave the class and it was a play on the phrase "shit happens."  I, of course found that handout on the (wonderful) world wide web (God bless America and God bless social media...in Jesus name, Amen)!  Anyway (without further ado), here's that...

Taoism: Shit happens.

Confucianism: Confucius say, "Shit happens."

Buddhism: If shit happens, it isn't really shit.

Zen Buddhism: Shit is, and is not.

Zen Buddhism #2: What is the sound of shit happening?

Hinduism: This shit has happened before.

Islam: If shit happens, it is the will of Allah.

Islam #2: If shit happens, kill the person responsible.

Islam #3: If shit happens, blame Israel.

Catholicism: If shit happens, you deserve it.

Protestantism: Let shit happen to someone else.

Presbyterian: This shit was bound to happen.

Episcopalian: It's not so bad if shit happens, as long as you serve the right wine with it.

Methodist: It's not so bad if shit happens, as long as you serve grape juice with it.

Congregationalist: Shit that happens to one person is just as good as shit that happens to another.

Unitarian: Shit that happens to one person is just as bad as shit that happens to another.

Lutheran: If shit happens, don't talk about it.

Fundamentalism: If shit happens, you will go to hell, unless you are born again. (Amen!)

Fundamentalism #2: If shit happens to a televangelist, it's okay.

Fundamentalism #3: Shit must be born again.

Judaism: Why does this shit always happen to us?

Calvinism: Shit happens because you don't work.

I want to add one more...

Alcoholic: Drink, and guaranteed, shit will happen.

I don't know who the God Damned fucking hell this dude is (he looks familiar), but he knows what the fuck is up.  I should just be thankful dude, there's people who have it a hell of a lot worse.  This is fact, but...there's always a but...what the fuck man?  Alright, whatever, I'm tired, need to go to bed and tomorrow shit will happen...again.