Chaka still loves that hillbilly · Sep 8, 05:13 AM by Chaka
Bravo! to George Bush for transferring all the prisoners in his illegal secret prison on foreign soil to his illegal secret-only-on-the-inside prison on foreign soil.
I’m going to be discussing the Pack a lot over the next seventeen weeks. I thought it’d be a good idea to summarize the state of the Titletown soap opera for those of you who aren’t hip or might could not give a care. One cannot but come to the conclusion that the green and gold could be in for some rough waters this year, mainly due to the fact that ex-GM and son of a jackal Mike Sherman shit the personnel bed early and often during his catastrophic tenure. This is a matter of considerable existential pain for me. Something tells me the 2006 Packers will turn out to be a team I like a lot and a team I feel good about in the end. But something else tells me it could be a couple brutal months before I start feeling that way.
But I can soothe my anguish by cueing up the 1990 solo single by the frosted-mulleted 1989 NFL MVP runner-up (I kid, but let’s not forget the AP’s voters considered him second only to Joe Montana (whom Majkowski beat on the road that year) in ‘89 – quite the accolade) and remembering that hey, every night has its dawn. I’m still waiting for the Majik Man’s follow-up single. And yeah, I know the title of the original – he done just personalized it a little.
mp3: Don Majkowski – Every Rose Has A Thorn
And Opening Day is a good time to reflect upon the grace of God, who gave us His only son to take over for the Majik Man back in 1992. Allow me to genuflect by posting ol’ number 4’s all-time favorite song (and to issue a warning about the rather politically incorrect line in the first chorus – you’ll know when you hear it). The kingdom, the power, and the glory are still yours, Country Time.
mp3: David Allan Coe – If That Ain’t Country
I’m gonna build me a time machine. Then I’m going to sell a screenplay – a most fantastic futuristic ultraviolent fantasy set in the early 21st century. The president is an empty, bumbling hat act with a puppet’s timing and deep family ties in the oil industry. The vice president is a shadowy figure who has his own intelligence service and most recently was the CEO of the futuristic corporation that won a no-bid contract to provide just about every service in a sham invasion started by the Administration, a war condemned by most of the world. The Administration formulates a documented policy of torture and vastly expanded surveillance powers. An upstart cable TV channel spurs them on, adding sensationalism to the message. The foreign occupation following the invasion quickly gets completely untenable, escalating from a war crime to a disaster in which every remaining option is a nightmare. I haven’t figured out how it ends yet, though. I figure it’ll look great on screen because I’ll get to use the Mexican Standoff a lot.
Big doin’s this weekend. As Enik mentioned, the Touch & Go 25th Anniversary Party is being held all this weekend outside the Hideout, by far Chicago’s coolest live music venue. The list of bands both active (!!!, Quasi, Calexico) and reunited (Scratch Acid, Seam, Negative Approach) that are unmissable is long, and I’m blowing off the Packer home opener to attend (the second home opener I’ve failed to attend in the last four years – some fucking diehard). I’m looking forward as much to the bands I’m not as familiar with as the ones I already love, since T&G’s roster has been varied and consistent enough over the years to cause me to suspect I’ll be digging more than a few bands I’ll be seeing for the first time this weekend. Seam has long been a favorite of Enik’s and I’ve never seen Quasi, a band I worship who always seem to come to town when I’m away, so Sunday should be dirty.
mp3: Quasi – It Don’t Mean Nothing
And then there’s the post-T&G Kill Rock Stars tour stop at the Metro on Saturday night. I haven’t heard a better record this year than Erase Errata’s Nightlife, an album packed with loud, rockin’, short songs with red-hot sound. I missed them at Intonation this year (though I’ve seen them before, opening for Le Tigre several years ago) for no good reason at all and I’m Stokedly Carmichael to see the San Franciscan otusophiles now that they’ve recovered from the exit of key member Sara Jaffe and put out their best record. Enik anointed them the stylistic and spiritural successors to the Minutemen, and I think that’s about as apt of a description of them as I can think of. Openers Mika Miko posted a winning track on their website so they might be worth checking out. Headliners the Gossip are, well, the Gossip – hilarious for the first number, entertaining for a couple more, unbearable for the length of a whole set.
mp3: Erase Errata – Cruising
And, just because – perhaps the most underrated comeback single of all time, Mike Watt (as Ciccone Youth)’s “Burnin’ Up”. Not many musicians had more to, um, come back from than Watt did back in 1986. But he stepped up to the plate, took one swing, and touched ‘em all with this slow burner. That’s Greg Ginn on lead guitar and, I think, Kira Roessler on second vocal.
mp3: Ciccone Youth – Burnin’ Up
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Seam to play Touch & Go block party in Chicago Five years ago today
Is that really The Majikman singing Every Rose has it’s thorn?
— The Packman Sep 16, 08:54 AM #