I had the pleasure of seeing this band recently. The first Thursday of every month a place in town called Martyr's has a rockabilly night. It's called the Big C Jamboree and it's been going on since like '93. Some months it's great, some are only so-so. People can sign up for the open mic, rotating around one featured band of the night.
The Twistin' Tarantulas dominated the night, though, and their CD, ATTACK OF THE TWISTIN TARANTULAS (1 of 3) is just as good. The energy of the Reverand Horton Heat but with more of an upbeat, Chuck Berry dancin' vibe. The song that sold me was "We Ain't Got All Night", which if you're a guy, and have a girlfriend, and want to get the hell out of the house to go to a bar, party, or the fucking grocery store, you know what they're talkin' about. (Oh my god, did he say that?!).
Bands of this genre have a tendency to sound KILLER live, with a... power to their sound, but the recorded versions come off way more low-key. Three Bad Jacks was like that. B-A-D-A-S-S live, but on CD, just okay. Not these guys, though. The vocals are clear and the music's loud.
TT definitely has a raw sound, but I like it. It's just straight-up, high energy psychobilly fun.
I got one of these for Christmas, and it's pretty awesome. I have to say, I agree with Howard Stern - for $12 bucks a month I can't see anyone ever going back to regular radio.
I also got an iPod battery, which you can now just go buy in the store. ABOUT TIME you could do that. It wasn't the easiest thing to replace, and the 'pod has some battle scars now, but it works, dammit. I've been readmitted into the tech-club.
The only negative thing I have to comment on is that when you buy it, there's a mock digital display of a COLDPLAY song. *Hisssssss*
I knew I'd enjoy this movie, but I liked it even more than I expected to. One of the things that I liked was that the writers/director didn't try to demonize anyone, nor did they try to turn Johnny Cash into a hero. Honestly, he doesn't even come across as all that bright. He drinks too much, has a drug problem, and cheats on his wife. Somehow he still comes across as likeable. I guess that's just because Johnny Cash is so damn cool, and there's nothing you can do about it.
Now, let the oldschool Cash fan complaints begin: "All these damn kids like Johnny Cash now! I remember when blah blah blah...."
I was really excited about this title when the ads first came out. I was a little worried it was very similar to a concept I have in the works, meaning I might have to alter mine, but excited nonetheless. Then issue one debuted, and I didn't know what to make of it. It wasn't bad, just so far from whatever idea I had in my head that I don't think I could get past that. Now that a few issues have come out (consistently too!) I've come around.
The story is about Beth, a girl who's left behind by her family, and millions of other people, when the "Rapture" happens (you know, the climactic scene in the New Testament when Jesus comes back and takes all of the Christians with him, leaving everyone else here to rot... or was it Keanu Reeves?) Demons then run rampant across the earth, and for some reason, one of them takes the girl under his care. He's still a mean ol' bastard, though. That sets the stage for this unique take on the same events of the novel/movie "Left Behind"... WITHOUT the Kirk Cameron!
Strange Girl is an entertaining mix of post apocalyptic action and the traditional fantasy/religion with a rock n roll backdrop. It's perfect for anyone brought up with the good ol' bible, who may now take things a little less literally than what was crammed down his or her throat as a kid.
I'm not the first person to stroke Rob Kirkman's ego with his breakout hit comic series, The Walking Dead, but damn this book is good. Like every classic zombie movie, this horror series is not so much about the undead monsters trying to eat the flesh from the main characters bones, but about the lives of those characters in this doomed world.
What people do to each other when all hope is lost can be scarier than any zombie.
And I'm not even one of these zombie movie elitists. I don't even really care about horror movies. But there's just something great about Walking Dead.
Ahh, the Horror Pops. This band has slowly become one of my favorites. I didn't realize it at first, but by the time I noticed I'd been listening to Patricial and Nekroman's psycho-horror-popabilly for a month straight in my car, it was too late. There was no turning back.
I stumbled upon them at the Trocadero in Philly two years ago, and have seen them live three times since. Each show is more and more entertaining, and quickly becoming my favorite party band. Although their more in line with acts like the Reverand Horton Heat or Tiger Army, I can't help but get the same vibe from their live shows as I did with the late great Mighty Mighty Bosstones.
Their new album BRING IT ON! fucking rocks from start to finish, with the personal favorite being "Crawl Straight Home".
Love them! Do it now!
