<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:18:36.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold Turkey Shakes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-1036227054792435478</id><published>2009-01-09T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:39:23.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SWkDKWN9YnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sfvfJfNN7rI/s1600-h/tep315tw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SWkDKWN9YnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sfvfJfNN7rI/s320/tep315tw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289762713621062258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you hear tunes and think... "objectively i like this." maybe you like the guitar sound and how they're expounding upon a style that could obviously use expounding upon and you're into the aesthetics of the music but in spite of that you don't end up listening to the record all that much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found an old record of dance/party songs from the middle ages. something i wouldn't think i'd put on with regularity, but i end up spinning it all the time. i really have no idea why it resonates profoundly with my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a song off my middle ages party record...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/jammage/02%20Jam%20Sauce.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the spirit of the live stuff i posted a while back here's some lemuria live stuff...this may be a litte less difficult to track down than other stuff i posted (specifically the giant haystacks live mp3), but it's no less poignant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/lem/01%20Bootylicious.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-1036227054792435478?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1036227054792435478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=1036227054792435478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1036227054792435478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1036227054792435478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/get-up-2-get-down.html' title='the worst'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SWkDKWN9YnI/AAAAAAAAAE4/sfvfJfNN7rI/s72-c/tep315tw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-5035148562106618553</id><published>2009-01-03T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:51:10.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV_WN6nw88I/AAAAAAAAAEo/rjVZuO5O9q4/s1600-h/Movement_bead.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV_WN6nw88I/AAAAAAAAAEo/rjVZuO5O9q4/s320/Movement_bead.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287180022118937538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top Ten songs of the 2008 calendar year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jayreatard "&gt;Jay Reatard - Screaming Hand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/blankdogtime "&gt;Blank Dogs - Freezing Styles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matadorrecords.com/store/index.php?catalog_id=330"&gt;Fucked Up&lt;/a&gt; - I Hate Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nobunnylovesyou "&gt;Nobunny - I Am A Girlfriend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/marvelousdarlings"&gt;Marvelous Darlings - Teenage Targets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thenewbloods"&gt;New Bloods - The Deadly Nightshade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/xyxs"&gt;XYX - Anel And Her Problem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamsocow.com/"&gt;So Cow - Commuting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dillingerfour"&gt;Dillinger Four - Minimum Wage Is A Gateway Drug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/zolajesus"&gt;Zola Jesus - Poor Sons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runner up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bucketsofbile "&gt;Buckets Of Bile&lt;/a&gt; - Caught It Still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an effort to make my selection process as transparent as possible(thereby once and for all silencing the haterz and absolving myself from any wrongdoing) here is a record of my computations:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV_VN8UGqQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LoJurdHwyb4/s1600-h/1472-6793-8-10-5-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV_VN8UGqQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LoJurdHwyb4/s320/1472-6793-8-10-5-l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287178923061717250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-5035148562106618553?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5035148562106618553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=5035148562106618553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/5035148562106618553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/5035148562106618553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-ten.html' title='Top Ten'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV_WN6nw88I/AAAAAAAAAEo/rjVZuO5O9q4/s72-c/Movement_bead.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-3830910401496874229</id><published>2009-01-02T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:14:23.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Bit Thunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV5zH97fyWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/j-iWUIEgYqE/s1600-h/8BIT_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV5zH97fyWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/j-iWUIEgYqE/s320/8BIT_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286789593299929442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/8-bit"&gt;8 Bits&lt;/a&gt; were the jam processers used for a lot of 70's and 80's video games... ataris etc... and some people took it upon themselves to compose epic jams on these. some created for pleasure, others for a soundtrack to the games. Once those gaming systems had become semi-obsolete several traditionalists and hobbyists still trudged on creating 8 bit jam thunder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to an 8 bit song comp and came across this song... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/8%20bit/L%7C4ete.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hunch that Usher heard that song before he penned his exhibitionist club classic... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWCr3U9MObY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HWCr3U9MObY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-3830910401496874229?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/3830910401496874229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=3830910401496874229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/3830910401496874229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/3830910401496874229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2009/01/8-bit-thunder.html' title='8 Bit Thunder'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV5zH97fyWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/j-iWUIEgYqE/s72-c/8BIT_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-7733020190934744703</id><published>2008-12-30T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:34:45.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maniax</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SVql7JZjYGI/AAAAAAAAADw/pba9jA-A95g/s1600-h/ManiaxLostTapesCDCvr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SVql7JZjYGI/AAAAAAAAADw/pba9jA-A95g/s320/ManiaxLostTapesCDCvr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285719548226658402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's an interview with Fresno's the maniax in the next issue of mrr... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the maniax were the pre-think tank band... they had a song on mrr's "not so quiet on the western front comp" and then morphed in to think tank without releasing anything else. they played one show..at San Francisco's "The Mab" w/ Cap. Punishment and some other Fresno bands. They also were invited to tour Germany w/ Black Flag and Flipper but couldn't because they were in Junior High school! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just released a 20+ song "lost tapes" anthology that has some pretty killer material on it... you can check it out &lt;a href="http://www.maniaxmusic.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or find them on myspace &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/maniaxpunk"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can also check out think tank &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/punksnax/bandpagesa2zthinktank.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here's a preview/excerpt from the interview... (should be on newstands in the next couple weeks... it's in the issue after the punks in film issue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRR: What was “Blitz fanzine?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gregg: Blitz was a little Xeroxed ‘zine created by Gary Shuster (guitarist in the original Think Tank line-up) and me in the early ‘80s. It was less focused on the punk music scene than featuring essays on politics and culture and art/media collages, reviews, etc. We soon got distribution through Rough Trade and somehow the ‘zine went around the world even though we were literally making copies of it at Gary’s Dad’s hospital copy machine. You know, we actually met the Clash up close &amp; personal because of Blitz: back in 1984 during the “Cut the Crap” tour when Joe Strummer and Paul Simenon were still touring as the Clash (without Mick Jones), they came to Fresno and played the Warner Palace downtown. Needless to say, we were surprised and amazed that while we were waiting in line to get in, Clash road manager Kosmo Vinyl came up to us and asked us, “Hey, aren’t you the guys who put out Blitz? Joe is a big fan, and he wants to meet you…” To this day, I still don’t know how they recognized us, but they took us backstage and suddenly we were hanging out having a beer with Joe, while Paul was grooving with his boombox blasting dub. We couldn’t believe that Joe Strummer liked our little ‘zine, much less wanted to meet us. Actually, one of our Maniax songs, “Wanna Be English,” is an ode to wanting to be “just like Joe.” Too bad he’s gone now. RIP Joe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV5-4DwnQYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vepdNvC5m9o/s1600-h/freszineblitz1B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SV5-4DwnQYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vepdNvC5m9o/s320/freszineblitz1B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286802514126520706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-7733020190934744703?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7733020190934744703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=7733020190934744703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/7733020190934744703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/7733020190934744703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/maniax.html' title='maniax'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SVql7JZjYGI/AAAAAAAAADw/pba9jA-A95g/s72-c/ManiaxLostTapesCDCvr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-2930182279926208153</id><published>2008-12-20T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:27:42.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ruth ruth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SU2j5qLEE4I/AAAAAAAAADo/LOg32ocFSUk/s1600-h/154014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SU2j5qLEE4I/AAAAAAAAADo/LOg32ocFSUk/s320/154014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282058148944024450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you would have asked me when i was in seventh grade what my favorite album on epitaph was I would have answered with no hesitancy that Rancid's "And out come the wolves.." was not only the best record on epitaph, it was, in fact the greatest fucking record ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i am not ashamed of my one time intense devotion to rancid. if you were to ask me today what the greatest record to ever come out on epitaph was i'd answer with little to no hesitancy that &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/ruthruth"&gt;Ruth Ruth's &lt;/a&gt;"The little death" ep is without a doubt the greatest record to ever come out of epishitaph (or epicrap???!!! booya! my humor knows no bounds... be they the heights of awesome or the bounds of good taste).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ruth ruth's album "the little death" was one of their mid period albums. their first album found them with a video on mtv. but that album sucked shitty turds. their albums after "the little death" sucked shittier turds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the "little death" (and the brainiac 7" that came out after it on Deep elm records) is a treasure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some fab lyrics and killer jams that simultaneously remind me of the Cars and a tiny bit of the Replacements. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of what is killer about it is that it is so inherently dorky and lame. and that it is sort of made in that context. with the knowledge that it is totally dorky and lame (but also killer), and because it is rubbed down with that awareness it's hard not to enjoy getting into it. these guys truly DID want to make it big and they failed miserably. if they wouldn't have failed miserably i probably wouldn't be touting this as killer. i'd probably be really disapointed and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a couple of their jams... one song is my favorite, it's called Tenderlung and it's off "the little death" and another is way more poppy and it's off a later period record.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Ruth%20Ruth/Tenderlung.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Ruth%20Ruth/05%20Track%205.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can listen to their jams and find out more &lt;a href="http://www.deepelm.com/index2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after you click on the word here in the previous sentence go to the "bands" part of the deep elm website and find ruth ruth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres what someone else said about the record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"An eighteen-minute burst of unblemished, soaring, three-piece power pop in dedication to Women Who Fuck You Up, by courtesy of a man who loves his mom. Complicated only by the fact that mom was emotionally involved at some point with another mom. And by life. In general. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biological mom seems to be the namesake subject of opener, 'Julia, you have no heartbeat', whose tempestuous life he once spectated uselessly, aggravated unintentionally, now laments guiltily, only to find himself grown up and equally useless when participating in the equal tempests lived by the new women who absorb him -- the brave, neighbourhood Mrs Curley, bewitching New York boho singer and high school antisweetheart. All of whom may or may not be the same person, it's difficult to tell. Narrative thread isn't vital to The Little Death's startling, impressionistic songwriting, which employs mental snapshots and confabulated recollections to yield red-raw, heart-on-the-sleeve vignettes of some blinkin' intensity. Ruth Ruth singing dude is a flux of confused, infantilised but burgeoning masculinity -- his self-important desire to save the idealised woman he constructs around each of them founders spectacularly every time on the Maid Marian sex he duly expects, that surely she's expecting to give up. No! He didn't think it like that. She played a black guitar / hung around her neck in an empty New York bar. / With my mind full of make-believe / I dreamed I took her home and held her hand and watched TV. / Then she knew she needed me, / then I laughed and went, / "Don't cry". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When reality reimposes, they hang loosely together like a snapped curtain rod; he throws a party, she gets off with "that guido rat" and the last vestige of delusion dissipates. I liked you / from the moment that we met. / You took my poor virginity. / It meant the goddamn world to me. / I want you and I'll have you in the end. / Your ugly talents should be locked away... His jealousy and self-loathing are tangible like a high wind, his threats are full, his self-pity a hole in which to inter the present by grubbing up the past: the whirlwind peaks then breaks over the frantic demands he makes of his untouchable mother simply to tell him who he is. I found out later / that a dyke ain't daddy / but a big hunk o' love / with a waterproof memory. / The devil rode in / on a fifth grade pony / and he called me a faggot / then laughed like a showgirl. / I ran home / and turned on the radio. / Captain and Tenille / were fucking in the living room. / A thing like that / can change a boy... / Daddy can't shoot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously ace."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-2930182279926208153?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2930182279926208153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=2930182279926208153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/2930182279926208153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/2930182279926208153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/12/ruth-ruth.html' title='ruth ruth'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SU2j5qLEE4I/AAAAAAAAADo/LOg32ocFSUk/s72-c/154014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-7695536884892599333</id><published>2008-11-27T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:38:54.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home 4 tha holidayz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/STsuNEmhf_I/AAAAAAAAADg/TtYBWGs7KQ0/s1600-h/320470MRUQ_w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/STsuNEmhf_I/AAAAAAAAADg/TtYBWGs7KQ0/s320/320470MRUQ_w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276862190503165938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm back. all the way real. not really. still 2 cozy 2 live . 2 cozy 2 die . i'm sitting in my parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what you're thinking. isn't the dude who owns raputin's is an asshole? probably. but the fresno rasputin is pretty well stacked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost picked up the &lt;a href="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=music.Discography&amp;artistid=14635399"&gt;dils&lt;/a&gt; lp that compiles their first couple 7's and some other shit. "you're not blank" is one of the greatest songs. i don't have the orginal 7' but i got the red vinyl german pressing from '93... so i passed on the lp. some of the other stuff on there is dodgy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost bought the adverts lp, i have the adverts killer 7' w/ Bored Teenagers on it ...and as far as the rest of their catalogue, i'm not as bout it as 'Bored Teenagers' even though most of it is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmX5mgO_KtQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmX5mgO_KtQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the warsaw lp up on the wall looked good too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a couple mp3s of rare-ish live stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/gianthaystacks"&gt;giant haystacks &lt;/a&gt;dropping their mega-hit 'young shavers', it doesn't sound as good as the album version, but it's 4 sure not bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/live/giant%20haystacks.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nobunnylovesyou"&gt;nobunny&lt;/a&gt; dropping his/it's epic #1-ish jam 'chuck berry holiday'... this one has a little more juice than the album version... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/live/13%20Chuck%20Berry%20Holiday.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jgIgLjgIk90&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jgIgLjgIk90&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fresno's best band has some new material... the dudez in &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fordick"&gt;For DIck's &lt;/a&gt;new stuff is actually pretty fucking killza... 'I Am A Goth' = kinda creepy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-7695536884892599333?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7695536884892599333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=7695536884892599333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/7695536884892599333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/7695536884892599333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-4-tha-holidayz.html' title='home 4 tha holidayz'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/STsuNEmhf_I/AAAAAAAAADg/TtYBWGs7KQ0/s72-c/320470MRUQ_w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-1906757891978336411</id><published>2008-10-11T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:19:07.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hellza cozy or cozy as i wanna b</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SPFYa1D37HI/AAAAAAAAACw/SUA_42n9Dwc/s1600-h/518JsrAPcZL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SPFYa1D37HI/AAAAAAAAACw/SUA_42n9Dwc/s320/518JsrAPcZL__SL500_AA240_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256079458061249650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo punkz, i'm 2 cozy 2 live... 2 cozy 2 die... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving is fast approaching, in this world of epic bullshitz it's our prerogative to be as crucially cozy as we wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the first of some tactical tips for cozy cruciality;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tip. 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrap your hand around something warm and strong... like a glass of honey brandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SPFZ8rmgWJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Jo15SM-HMR4/s1600-h/honeybrandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SPFZ8rmgWJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Jo15SM-HMR4/s320/honeybrandy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256081139149330578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put some honey and some brandy into a pot. let the stove rock shit. and then drink it = cozy as shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-1906757891978336411?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1906757891978336411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=1906757891978336411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1906757891978336411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1906757891978336411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/cozy-as-i-wanna-be.html' title='hellza cozy or cozy as i wanna b'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SPFYa1D37HI/AAAAAAAAACw/SUA_42n9Dwc/s72-c/518JsrAPcZL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-5681372305000229369</id><published>2008-10-03T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:40:26.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm luvin it</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Burma was rad... &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clint_Conley"&gt;clint conley &lt;/a&gt;is rad.. i was so tired from crucial hours spent taxing my life that i almost fell asleep during the encore but pre-encore they played &lt;a href="http://www.missionofburma.com/records/signals.html"&gt;signals&lt;/a&gt; and some other hitz like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IR1dC0EvpQU"&gt;peking spring &lt;/a&gt; which were rad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a while ago i got &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theemakeoutparty"&gt;thee makeout party&lt;/a&gt;'s "i never pick my nose" cassette. i'd spent countless hours mulling over whether or not to crucially invest in the &lt;a href="http://www.recessrecords.com/pages/mailorder1.html"&gt;lp &lt;/a&gt;or the tape  (you can get from their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theemakeoutparty"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;)... what to do???? is the cassette format doomed for obscurity and insta-future destruction?!?!? am i somehow archiving these records for future generations by purchasing and upkeeping vinyl!! what are the real world implications of this for the future of punkz ?!?!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SOZkXRG5B9I/AAAAAAAAABg/2UfniK9CmKQ/s1600-h/playtapecover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SOZkXRG5B9I/AAAAAAAAABg/2UfniK9CmKQ/s320/playtapecover.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252996366266337234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tape artz ---------&gt;&gt;&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;i got it on tape cause it was half the price of the lp and shitz been pretty crucial since. the album is rad but uneven, theres some really great stuff on it and a few songs that i skip over. it's like the ramones and the beach boys partied in san pedro. and sometimez the dude singing sounds like todd from &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theundergroundrailroadtocandyland"&gt;underground railroad to candyland &lt;/a&gt;/ &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/toysthatkill"&gt;toys that kill&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's somewhat disconcerting that a lot of the really killer shit coming out right now and going directly into my world via my dome is either directly or peripherally associated with matador. matador is not punk. by any stretch. and not really rad. but shit some of those new &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jayreatard"&gt;jay reatard &lt;/a&gt;7's are fucking unbelievable (except the trapped here 7" kinda sux)... i've been listening to the acoustic one non stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay reatard's &lt;a href="http://www.jayreatard.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might see &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/webareall"&gt;radon&lt;/a&gt; 2nite. probably won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind was blown when i got coffee at 7/11 for the first time in years. the assortment of specialty flavors is second to fucking none!!!! i was so amazed by my blueberry coffee that as the caffeine lifted my morning foggy haze the fucking &lt;br /&gt;blueberry crucialness lifted my head up into the fucking cloudz w/ it. it was fucking transcendental. probably like smoking &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salvia_divinorum"&gt;salvia&lt;/a&gt;. i hear. i went around work monday morning explaining to everyone what a mind numbing (awesome) effect this 7-11 coffee had on my morning and the possibilities for fundamental changes in human comportment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wrote a song but i'm having trouble finishing the last line... so i put an idea in parenthesis.. any other ideas are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-11 coffee&lt;br /&gt;you are so great&lt;br /&gt;you make me want to&lt;br /&gt;master (my own fate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SOZk4jLgdQI/AAAAAAAAABo/vblXT4nCEzI/s1600-h/711coffee.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SOZk4jLgdQI/AAAAAAAAABo/vblXT4nCEzI/s320/711coffee.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252996938053219586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. the blank dogs dude has blog w/ a bunch of free mp3s from the vinyl that's out of print.. check it...&lt;a href="http://blankdogs.blogspot.com/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-5681372305000229369?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/5681372305000229369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=5681372305000229369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/5681372305000229369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/5681372305000229369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-luvin-it.html' title='i&apos;m luvin it'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SOZkXRG5B9I/AAAAAAAAABg/2UfniK9CmKQ/s72-c/playtapecover.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-4036449639751210453</id><published>2008-09-25T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:25:13.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this american me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;oh hey... i didn't hear you come in. i'm going to the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/missionofburma"&gt;mission of burma&lt;/a&gt; show tomorrow. i want 2 party with &lt;a href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1382/1430866344_8b7c110809.jpg?v=0"&gt;clint&lt;/a&gt;. listening to the new &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/socow"&gt;so cow &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a  ref="http://www.goingundergroundrecords.com/"&gt;7&lt;/a&gt;"... it's really fucking good... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water cooler jam gossip? new &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/dillingerfour "&gt;dillinger four &lt;/a&gt;record??? does it chortle out cosmic thunder???? does it wallow in shitz???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be addressed in a new segment called "loverz and haterz!!!" topic:::: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new D4 record "Civil War"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crucial punditz for t'day... Mark (of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bornhairyunderstandsyou"&gt;Born Hairy&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/middleclassmile"&gt;MCM&lt;/a&gt; fame) and Dave (of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thescifinightmares"&gt;Sci-Fi Nightmares&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/middleclassmile"&gt;MCM&lt;/a&gt; fame) have been both loverz and haterz. it's not about who's top or bottom.. it's about having a safe forum to express love. or hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mark;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SNxV7ETiE4I/AAAAAAAAABA/NyHoHhCzEdE/s1600-h/l_f6a872e231eeaa0df6a85dd9e8b86fcf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SNxV7ETiE4I/AAAAAAAAABA/NyHoHhCzEdE/s320/l_f6a872e231eeaa0df6a85dd9e8b86fcf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250165738863465346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One could say that D4 has lost its edge, and that sentiment isn't entirely off-base. Overall, Civil War is a good record, one that would make me reach for it regularly and even sing along on occasion. This album isn't without its low moments however, the lack of piss and vinegar just feels too obvious not to mention. I think most of Paddy's songs are weak (Fruity Pebbles is really crappy, so much so in fact I wonder if it's a joke, though I think Parishiltonisametaphor is solid). There are also no songs with Billy singing lead vocals. I think one of the areas where D4 excels is when all three singers have songs. I just don't know if I'm really hearing six year's worth of efforts here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bright side is that there are a few real cookers too. 'Minimum Wage Is A Gateway Drug' is classic D4 both lyrically and musically. The plain truth is even the weakest D4 album is still destined to be one of the better records out this year. Just don't listen to it right after Midwestern Songs of the Americas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dave:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SNxWJgJ15_I/AAAAAAAAABI/HTkiJcXMt0I/s1600-h/1412106536_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SNxWJgJ15_I/AAAAAAAAABI/HTkiJcXMt0I/s320/1412106536_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250165986857183218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So when I first heard this record my knee jerk reaction was that this was the worst shit since that new Stooges record came out. Now that there has been some time to let the dust settle I've come to some new realizations. Is it as bad as "The Weirdness"? No. But, is it a good record? Once again, no. In the end, this record is just disapointing. The pace of the record is slower and the play time is longer. The production is weak. Paddy only contributes 3 songs to the record (which is fine by me, I've always thought Erik was the stronger writer) and they are the three worst songs on the record. The dynamics that once made this my favorite band are gone. It's just four dudes that have other things going on that decided to get together, go through the motions, and record some songs that they had individually written. That's what it sounds like at least."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SNxZw6Kit8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/WwiO785SVnE/s1600-h/IMG_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SNxZw6Kit8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/WwiO785SVnE/s320/IMG_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250169962389223362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it kinda vibes &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thearrivalsrock"&gt;arrivals&lt;/a&gt; by way of the new &lt;a href="http://www.pinheadgunpowder.com"&gt;pinhead gunpowder&lt;/a&gt;. not as weird or compelling in my brain as the new FUcked Up record.. but more enjoyable to listen to. i'm way down wit it. dave said that the song "gainseville" 4 sure captured his experience living there. luvz it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-4036449639751210453?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4036449639751210453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=4036449639751210453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/4036449639751210453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/4036449639751210453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-american-me.html' title='this american me'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SNxV7ETiE4I/AAAAAAAAABA/NyHoHhCzEdE/s72-c/l_f6a872e231eeaa0df6a85dd9e8b86fcf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-2403628405713552855</id><published>2008-09-16T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:41:03.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so there's all sorts of water cooler gossip scuttlebutting around the streetz. first up a gnarly reissue in the works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crucial ups to &lt;a href="http://www.1234gorecords.com/"&gt;1 2 3 4 go records&lt;/a&gt; for getting a &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nobunnylovesyou"&gt;nobunny&lt;/a&gt; "love visions" lp reissue in the workx. shitz crucial. Some of the songs are fucking unbelievably catchy (i.e. I am a girlfriend) others are less than crucial but overall the record still fucking smokes... For  people like me who slept on the first pressing... hit up the preorder... three hundred on gold vinyl. i stuck a nobunny mp3 at the end of this paragraph.. you can download some from dudez &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nobunnylovesyou"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt; too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Nobunny/Nobunny%20-%20I%20Am%20A%20Girlfriend.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got an epic post in the works for soon with guest contributors and all types of shit... cause the new &lt;a href="http://www.fatwreck.com/record/detail/718"&gt;Dillinger Four record &lt;/a&gt;got leaked and so far lovers luv 2 luv and haterz luv 2 hate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;also... the new &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/socow"&gt;So Cow &lt;/a&gt;"Commuting" 7" is finally out... stoked for this........... get @ it @ Bakersfield's &lt;a href="http://www.goingundergroundrecords.com/"&gt;going underground records&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W9d_w1Gt2nM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W9d_w1Gt2nM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBzqDJC2IRw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bBzqDJC2IRw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-2403628405713552855?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/2403628405713552855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=2403628405713552855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/2403628405713552855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/2403628405713552855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/livin-la-vida-loca-x-2.html' title='yo'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-1285801499519983632</id><published>2008-09-08T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:41:48.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>word up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have  you heard the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/marvelousdarlings"&gt;new marvelous darling song&lt;/a&gt;. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause it's one of the best (pop punk) songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to pull out my old &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Boys_(UK_band)"&gt;Boys&lt;/a&gt; records. (check out this it's lame but cool &lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=7447963"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought some of those statues jamz were mind blowing. and they were. especially &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/statues"&gt;pin point.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know what to make of that marvelous darlings shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other newz............ theres some &lt;a href="http://www.alternativetentacles.com/product.php?product=1592&amp;sd=IzZ0-r3fe2XNiyo-qpG"&gt;gilman movie &lt;/a&gt;out i kind of want to see, some of the interviews and live footage look choice but some looks sketch... i got the &lt;a href="http://www.924gilman.org/"&gt;gilman book &lt;/a&gt;a while back and partz were pretty interesting but on the whole a punk book like &lt;a href="http://razorcake.org/site/modules.php?name=News&amp;file=article&amp;sid=9842&amp;PHPSESSID=23194f7603ac32313911d3dbb9c88dee"&gt;going underground&lt;/a&gt; is way more interesting. buy going underground &lt;a href="http://www.razorcake.org/catalog/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;cPath=6_8&amp;products_id=97"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up record update... i'm more intrigued that the new fucked up record is taking up so much of my epic brainspace than i am by the record itself. they put up a new song &lt;a href="http://lookingforgold.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. take the song black albino bones... the front runner for my album fave.. (i'm not gonna post that shit up here... cause the album hasn't been released yet and whatev) but that song was one of the songs that initially sketched me out the most. it had hardcore vocals with a really cleanly sung chorus. It was a similar idea to the wacness of the screamo/sing type shit of a lot of crap bands... but executed way differently. so whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've probably seen this. i hadn't. (big ups stan) this is the best music video i've seen in a while;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXi8WmQ_WM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qqXi8WmQ_WM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-1285801499519983632?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1285801499519983632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=1285801499519983632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1285801499519983632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1285801499519983632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/wtf-omg.html' title='word up'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-7485935905435001122</id><published>2008-09-01T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:42:27.044-08:00</updated><title type='text'>royal swanz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so yo, the new Fucked Up record... which is essentially a new agey-workout-hardcore record has started to grow on me a little. it's not bad... it's silly and cheesy but also rocking in the same vein as andrew wk. so i'm into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's pretty good is that new &lt;a href="http://www.recessrecords.com/_wordpress/"&gt;pinhead gunpowder 7"&lt;/a&gt; like, it's suprisingly good. better than most of the stuff i've heard. i still like "achin to be" and "2nd street" better than most of the new songz. but those 2 are like classicz so they're hard 2 fuck wit. plus rumor has it that somebody from green day is totally in that band...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in &lt;a href="http://www.pinheadgunpowder.com/"&gt;pinhead gunpowder &lt;/a&gt;related newz... upon my summer revisitation of old cometbus' i gotta say that for realz the first 1/3 of &lt;a href="http://littletype.com/cometbus-grpcat.php"&gt;double duce &lt;/a&gt;is pretty amazing.. like fucking fresh 2 death. you can hear samplez of some of their jamz by clicking on their linked up name at the start of this paragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i know i got the new (old) observers recordings on the super hyphy green vinyl... only 200 pressed i think. it's a german release of their first demo so shit sounds raw and totallyz dope. check one of the songs &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/takenbysurpriserecords"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. even haterz are humbled by how hot that jam iz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-7485935905435001122?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/7485935905435001122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=7485935905435001122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/7485935905435001122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/7485935905435001122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/09/royal-swanz.html' title='royal swanz'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-512590869790911967</id><published>2008-08-23T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:43:11.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Smooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Am I a hippy if I really like Serge Gainsbourg and Archers of Loaf? that’s all I’ve been listening to. Anybody else heard the new fucked up record? It’s fucked up. I'd applauded those two twelve inch singles they’d done post “Hidden Worlds” because I thought they were some sort of novel experimentation. But they’ve only experimented in a linear non-experimental way, slowing down and getting more prog with each record.  Which isn’t really experiemental. the new record “Chemistry of Commom Life” is by no means bad. It’s just not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I spent the morning walking around Noe Valley and into Mission letting my grilled pastrami sandwhich digest. Wondering if I wanted to catch the muni downtown. I decided I didn’t want to. Life is tough. Those types of decisions are mind wringing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;get this from the &lt;a href="http://lookingforgold.blogspot.com/"&gt;fucked up blog&lt;/a&gt;...or here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Jamz/Fucked%20Up%20-%2006%20no%20epiphany.mp3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-512590869790911967?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/512590869790911967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=512590869790911967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/512590869790911967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/512590869790911967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/always-smooth.html' title='Always Smooth'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-4544912031604008122</id><published>2008-08-12T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:43:54.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hangin tough</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some jams have surfaced recently that are ridiculously killer (I finally tracked down the &lt;a href=" http://www.myspace.com/canadianrifle"&gt;canadian rifle &lt;/a&gt;/ american cheeseburger split... for the Can. Rifle jamz) and i've also been stoking on the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deadmechanical"&gt;dead mechanical&lt;/a&gt; . while new arrivals have jammed some classics have been chortling up cosmic thunder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nerves released an EP in 1976. All three dudes took part in the writing but the dude who later went on to be in the plimsouls penned the questionable plimsouls pop classic "million miles away."  “Hangin on the  telephone” is the best of the four Nerves songs on the 1976 EP. I guess blondie did a cover of it,i've never heard the cover but rumor is it's not bad. this nerves shit is classic. fresh 2 death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here’s the nerves… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Nerves"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nerves Jam is way better but here’s the the Plimsouls a Million Miles Away video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZFy9vcDFrA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ZFy9vcDFrA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where the blog post gets sketch... heres a really awkward scene from valley girl w/ the plimsouls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfCMJ_VFbhM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfCMJ_VFbhM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.. some powerpop from Ireland circa 1978… Here’s the Vipers classic “I Got You” shits rad... a piano???? a piano!!! uber poppy and catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Vipers"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-4544912031604008122?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4544912031604008122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=4544912031604008122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/4544912031604008122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/4544912031604008122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-luvin-it.html' title='hangin tough'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-4533997273551682418</id><published>2008-08-04T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T04:08:49.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamming hard or hardly jamming</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was driving back up north, jamming on a bunch of old and some not so old Fresno music I’d found in my old room in my parents house. I’m going to post some of it on here. So this might piss some people off, but I think all of this is out of print/unreleased and not on myspace, and isn’t going to be hitting vinyl or cd or itunes or whatever anytime soon. But if anyone wants me to take their shit down then hit me up. Here are some jams from the archives. If anyone digs this shit let me know, I have a lot more old shit and I’ll toss some more up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first got in the car to drive back up here I saddled into some of my old bands stuff. I’ll spare you that shitz. when I twerked it off the 99 and headed towards Los Banos I put in the old Fallouts Demo and my ears stoked on that shit. I didn’t remember it being that good. Those dudes had to be 13 or 14 when that was recorded. Think Crimpshrine by way of Op Ivy/Rancid and NOFX.  I remember seeing those dudes a few times, mostly at CBA, and then when I left for college around 2001 Benny (vocals/guitar) left and my buddy James started playing with those dudes. A few years later they started playing metal and and changed their name to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/rapingears"&gt;Bogan&lt;/a&gt;, and James left and they added un autre dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m kind of partial to the East Bay charms of the first demo. (Don't right click the link, click on it and it'll go to the mp3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple songs from both demos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Fallouts"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while I played in a band with Dave and if anything that might predispose me to not liking some of his bearded jam thunder. But when he left fresno and moved to Florida with his beard he hit me up with an acoustic demo of some of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thescifinightmares"&gt;Sci-Fi Nightmares &lt;/a&gt; shit he was working on; the jamz was hot.  Check out the myspace for fully mastered non acoustic version.  The full version of this song should be on an upcoming 7” - here’s the unreleased acoustic cold and blue; &lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Sci%20Fi%20Nightmares%20-%20Cold%20And%20Blue"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occams Razor. I wasn’t in Fresno when these dudes were playing, I wasn’t even in the Country for a while when these dudes were playing. But when I moved back to Fresno someone hipped me to their tunes. I’d heard of them. I thought they were from Santa Barbara/Goleta, cause when I lived there I saw dudes were playing there. I never got too into their early output but their last 7” was pretty fucking great. Plus the artwork was killer. I found it in Bakersfield a while back. I don’t think it’s still in print. But if it is someone hit me up and I’ll remove this shit. This is probably one of the better records to come from fresno in the last fifteen years or so. So screamy;  a ferocious kind of sass. (I just checked up on shit and it looks like theres one copy available &lt;a href="http://www.roboticempire.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&amp;products_id=1558"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;/a&gt;hit that shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a song off it and some of the artwork; &lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Occams%20Razor%20-%20A%20Real%20Proposal%20For%20An%20Invisible%20World"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t be complete without a quick nod to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/capitolpunishmentfresno"&gt;Capitol Punishment&lt;/a&gt;. You can find more about them &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/punksnax/bandpagesa2zcapitolpunishment.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I’ve got the German pressing on white vinyl.&lt;br /&gt;Here’s two songs off of the two party system 7”; &lt;iframe scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" frameborder="0" style="width:240px;height:66px;margin:3px;padding:0;border:1px solid #dde5e9;background-color:#ffffff;" src="http://cid-48bb19094c5fcee6.skydrive.live.com/embedrowdetail.aspx/Capitol%20Punishment"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; - this is out of print. But you should be able to get it on ebay without going broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also; check out the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/stagediverecordsfresno"&gt;stage dive records page&lt;/a&gt;. Dale just put up an old altered features jam that’s pretty dope, plus check out the &lt;a href="http://www.shuster.com/thinkmp3/"&gt;Think Tank MP3s &lt;/a&gt;here. &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/punksnax/bandpagesa2zthinktank.html"&gt;Think Tank &lt;/a&gt;was the post Maniax jam. The maniax shit was pretty amazing; 13/14 year old dudes who got some airplay on MRR radio and got invited to tour with Flipper and Black Flag, but they couldn’t cause they were too young! Holy shit. They just released their cd &lt;a href="http://www.maniaxmusic.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;- check it out shitz crucial…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-4533997273551682418?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/4533997273551682418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=4533997273551682418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/4533997273551682418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/4533997273551682418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/daisy-chain-of-strength.html' title='Jamming hard or hardly jamming'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4888706029868602782.post-1668217493472705203</id><published>2008-08-02T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:44:52.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eroto thunder classics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;want more? the blog is back. much to the chagrin of the haters with good taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got show reviews and a top 5 cooked up in an awkward sauce more thick and pungent than an r kelly video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned how to use hyper link. click on green wordz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats up with good bands playing way too long. overexposure dude. even the best jamz can overstay their welcome. the &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/piercedarrowspdx"&gt;pierced arrows &lt;/a&gt;(the newish dead moon band) played for 20 minutes and i was stoked and awash in the &lt;a href="http://www.freie-radios.net/portal/content.php?id=23112"&gt;fred and toody &lt;/a&gt;hype. for the hour after that i got progressively more bored until i was standing there wondering if i should walk out. sunken cost dilemma. similar thing with the ergs last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/brainwormsrva"&gt;brainworms&lt;/a&gt; and sex vid know how to reel it in. live they're hot shitz. brainworms = large dudes in tie dye. ex members of stop it, shit was pretty bangin. i got stoked as shit on their lp when it came out; the split 7's (with the exception of the nearly unbelievable erotic thunder of "Jay's Big Date") have been a little lackluster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex vid live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhaCkzmHfqY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GhaCkzmHfqY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current top 5 thunder classics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/xyxs"&gt;XYX - Anel And Her Problem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/allsparks"&gt;Sparks - Angst In My Pants (song off the album of same name)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Mission Of Burma - This Is Not A Photograph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrtaMTYBU-A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BrtaMTYBU-A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Big Black - Passing Complexion (off Atomizer, the only big black song i'm down with)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jayreatard"&gt;5.)Jay Reatard - Screaming Hand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get hotmail's skydrive so we can swap jamz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4888706029868602782-1668217493472705203?l=coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/feeds/1668217493472705203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4888706029868602782&amp;postID=1668217493472705203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1668217493472705203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4888706029868602782/posts/default/1668217493472705203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coldturkeyshakes.blogspot.com/2008/08/eroto-thunder-classics.html' title='eroto thunder classics'/><author><name>Cold Turkey Shakes</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LAvtKY1Q4Ic/SAvsH4nmAPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/QT3zTDofwxs/S220/vcb.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
