Here we go… diving off the board into the deep end

Posted in Comedy, Flea Market Find, Metal, Music, NWOBHM, Psych, Rock N Roll, Stoner Rock, Table Talk with tags , , , , on November 18, 2008 by sandylove

OK folks… right now I am in a transitional phase with the whole blog thing… I am actually SLOWLY forwarding my writings over at my new blog site, which will be a permenent stop. As your going to see, I am actually going to be posting my OLD posts from here, along with my week to week description on my husbands and I journey through pregnancy (today 11/18/2008 makes us 13 weeks by the way..).


Now Unforunately I am going to have to delay this weeks describtion because I actually have now internet access at home because my router went bad and I am ceratinly writing this from my folks house… so I have limited time on this machine here. Right now I am waiting for Comcast to come to my house and replace the dang thing. SO be patient… and I promise you nothing but the best

Long Way Down

Posted in Metal, Music, Psych, Rock N Roll, Table Talk with tags , , on October 29, 2008 by sandylove

I’ve been down for awhile now. Unfortunately I have been up in arms as far as making a decision as to whether or not I am moving to

I will be back in a few days time… I have been actually DYING inside to write…BUT… I will Be back…

They Got The Tools

Posted in Comedy, Metal, Music, Rock N Roll with tags , , , , , on September 18, 2008 by sandylove

Totally love these guys!… From their HBO series…Tenacious D-Double Team

So You Think Drugs Are Cool Huh?

Posted in Blues, Flea Market Find, Metal, Music, Psych, Rock N Roll with tags , , , , , on September 17, 2008 by sandylove

Just because something really funny happened this weekend with my husband. The song has nothing to do with what happened. It was a “You Had To Be There” kinda thing.

I think we all can attest to having friends in our lives that find jolly to pushing the envelope when it comes to “chemical enhancement”, whether it be pills, the whitey, dope, etc. I know I always think about them and wonder to myself… “Why~WHY would you REALLY want to be high, outside your mind constantly”  as they use them habitually until they loose everything good in their lives, including their own self worth.

Makes me sad for my friends, happy that I’m not part of that stereotypical foothold.

A story about just that, a friend telling a friend that drugs are NO. GOOD. BUCKO.! Of course the friend doesn’t listen to anything other then the addiction… and of course you know what happens when you drive a car with no brakes… the crash is inevitable!

Off their second LP(Boogie with Canned Heat), released in 1968 on Liberty records…a guaranteed ass shaker, Lady & Gentlemen.. “Canned Heat”~

Amphetamine Annie

Good Friends Are Hard to Come By

Posted in Flea Market Find, Metal, Music, Psych, Rock N Roll, Table Talk with tags , , , , , , on September 16, 2008 by sandylove

In my years of collecting records in manic OCD fashion (although not so much as of late, damn bills), I have always found myself calling my records “a good friend”… the most special and emotionally attached ones anyway. They were always there to calm me down, sooth the soul and mind, recognize reality and self-worth, appreciate things… but most importantly, how to love. And I think that records, just like any good friend, you not only accept them for their “skips”, “snap, crackle, pops” and the occasional wavy play back, but THEY accept you for your heavy hand (on the needle), the accidental needle drop OR drag, the accidental clumsy drop and of course the repeat listen of the same track 22 times… but like a good friend, you both get over it and no matter what, they still never let you down and they play what you want!

That being said, I would like to introduce to a “friend”… a side order of sorts… and had played along with one of the most impressionable sounds of our time during the 60’s. Noel Reddings time with Hendrix may have been short lived and enormous… and although it is TRUE life after Hendrix would never be the same for him (although when Noel played in “Road”… I thought that was another ground breaking play on emotion as well), even though his career fell short and small to many others, it played a bit a of different jive for me. Call it what you may, slaughter or slander if you must… But the first “Fat Mattress” was an incredible part of self re-assurance and the morphology from Hendrix to “Fat Mattress” was nothing short of genius and was a completely drug induced pysch/folky/rock movement. FOR ME talent is when you can (literary terms speaking) go from heavy creativity to selfless, creative writing and never say “OH WELL…. guess I’ll give up now, I tried!”

Trying is “tried” until you’ve completed your mission, whether or not you fail or succeed!

THUS… here we go… to the “magic forest” of the first “Fat Mattress”, S/T released in 1969 on Atco records!

Magic Forrest
Mr. Moonshine”
Everythings Blue

Crazy Makes Crazy

Posted in Metal, Music, Rock N Roll, Table Talk with tags , , , , , on September 11, 2008 by sandylove

Good morning folks… it’s approximately 6 am and I’m awake and feel pretty dang good since yesterdays doctors appointment. Let’s pray for the best I suppose.

Here’s a short little blurp this morning, to get your day rolling and off on the right crazy foot! UNlike most of what I wroiteabout, lets go forward in time, but backwards all in the same trip…a year that I was totally around alive for and remember. I might not have been drinking beers, smoking pot or thrashing around at crazy woods parties hanging with ALL the wrong people… YET… but I certainly remember clearly what music (of all genres) was doing for the soul!

Kinda of a “social rock” band for me, now-a-days, but definitely much heavier and weirder, a different kind of talent I suppose. Straight from Cali, I lend you a personal favorite, one that never gets old.

For me Claw Hammer has a totally catchy dirty sound of Chris Bagarozzi guitar… but FOR ME… Jon Wahl’s voice is so completely demented that he leaves you TOTALLY ready to hear some more!!

Here it is folks… their 5th vinyl release..Q: Are We Not Men? A: We Are Not Devo!” out in good ol’ 1991 on Sympathy for the Record Industry records:

Claw Hammer

Praying Hands
Uncontrollable Urge

Back to Back… Rollin Just to Fall

Posted in Flea Market Find, Music, Psych, Rock N Roll with tags , , , , , , on September 10, 2008 by sandylove

It’s been a bunch of days, too many to shamefully render myself now colorless I’m sure.

Right now, it’s later in the evening of the 10th, went to the neurologist today to figure out what was going on with my find out it’s really my neck. I have damage nerve endings from all the years of full contact fighting and cracking my neck. I also found out I have “vascular headaches” also know as “cluster headaches” which is a result of poor blood flow to brain, which anyone who knows me…ALREADY KNOWS… poor blood flow to MY brain in QUIT apparent!!…hehehehe..mmmm. SO I have to take Fiorcet, Medrol and have to get a Cortisone shot on Monday that is suppose to help reduce the disc compression to help heal my nerve endings and this picture below is a description of EXACTLY how my headaches feel. 


So since it’s been a while I bounced around ideas today… from one to the other. I was going to do a post on “sam the Sham” and then decided that I wanted to post a section on Catfish Hodge… but then changed my mind AGAIN because of my recent repetitive listening.

Tonight I am going to give you a fantastic selection that is a jazzy/ pysch/rock mastpiece. It’s really been helping me get through my days at work. An interesting foundation of music, intelligence and ferocity all bound together to produce this crazy, winding and insane sound of pure talent, founded by record producer Robert Fripp (lead guitar) . His recruiters consisted of a very dear friend of his, Michael Giles, who was the soul ground leveling master mind of the jazzy drum sets, which inevitably drove to the band to exactly just THAT. The rest of the intellect includes that of psychedelic jazz artist Ian McDonald (pipes, reeds, keys and vocs), Greg Lake (bass and also lead vocs) and Pete Sinfield (words and illuminations). A totally colorful collaboration of sound and monotony, released in 1969 on Alantic records, I share with you…”In the Court of the Crimson King”.

21st Century Schizoid Man
The Court of the Crimson King…