Yeah...why not...

Maybe I should start writing on this blog every day or every other day...and actually do it. I'm so sick of all the rest of the shit going on in the world, might as well write about music and some related shit. Do something I am really good at - being a smartass.

"Well now you're here, there's no way back..."

It must be a sign of the coming Apocalypse. There is going to be a movie about Quiet Riot. Aaaahhhhhh...The Summer of 1983. Holy shit, in some ways it seems like yesterday and in others...an eternity...or like someone told me a story about it and I never lived it.

I remember in October 1983, seeing Iron Maiden at The Baltimore Civic Center - with special guest - Quiet Riot. What a blast that was. I had the Metal Health album signed in the Summer of '83 at a record store, too. Yeah, FUCKING VINYL, an ALBUM. I'm OLD. 8-)

29 Years Later...Randy Rhoads

Randy Rhoads

December 6, 1956 – March 19, 1982

Rest Easy...

Tony Iommi with Gene Simmons of Kiss: Rockschool

A rare thing: these kids DO know how good they have it. 8-)

Yeah...I'm back...

So, I'm back. I figured I would post things on this blog that don't quite fit on the other blog. This one is supposed to be funny and about things that I like or find interesting that are not "survival" related.

Things like BLACK SABBATH!

I don't give a shit what anyone says, Black Sabbath, best hard rock band ever, period. Best rock and roll band? Well, certainly in the top five or perhaps the top three. They are certainly my favorite rock and roll band of all time.

So, this is what this blog is about. Current, trivial events about Charlie Sheen or Mel Gibson continuing to fuck their life up by killing the geese that lay golden eggs and playing guitar and other shit like that.

Charlie Sheen, hey man...wait a minute, not Mel Gibson, Charlie Sheen!!!

One point eight million dollars per week for your show "Two and a Half Men."

HOLY SHIT!

You are a funny sumbitch! I can't believe you trashed THAT paycheck.

CHARLIE! What the fuck were you thinking? Have you invested well? I mean, how are you going to continue with the conga line of porking porn queens if you are not bringing in the big bucks from the show?

I am beginning to see a disturbing pattern in Hollywood...

Anyway, I have to be honest, I like Charlie Sheen. I like Mel Gibson, too. I mean, shit, I like them because they are who they are. Some people don't like them for that very reason.

Tony Iommi: Slagging Ozzy and...

Funny stuff...

Glen & Gary & Glen & Ross

This is like a bad day at my job...

The Definitive Winnebago Man - Jack Rebney

One of the funniest YouTube videos ever uploaded. Sometimes Jack Rebney reminds me of my Dad, sometimes he reminds me of myself. Sometimes what blasts out of his mouth is so pear-shaped, you wonder what the hell is going on. 8-)

Enjoy.

Hey, Mel, take it easy...

After a week of off and on reading about the latest Pro - Gold-digging propaganda, I'm just as confused as ever.

Full disclosure - I am a fan of Mel Gibson. Unless he does something incredibly terrible, I will remain a Mel Gibson fan. I'm sorry, but cussing out someone who has obviously pushed his buttons, as she remains calm on the phone, does not rise to the level of "I must hate Mel Gibson."

I'm sorry, he's just a guy that acts great and he makes great movies, sometimes excellent movies. But he is a man and no man is perfect.

Everyone is crying for this woman, don't you know that she pushed, pulled, poked and prodded to get this result? Why feel sorry for her? She deliberately provoked him and recorded him to attain more money in the form of child support. So, in other words, she believes she is going to be PAID, a salary in reality, for listening to the tirade(s).

Do you really believe this woman loved him and can sit there and listen to that and not break down and cry? If she ever cared about him, she would be devastated but she is clearly not and she is very calm, cool and collected. She is in it for the money.

How could any thinking person feel sorry for her? No one knows what words were spoken between the two of them before the recordings but I am thinking she was pushing his buttons like I'm typing on this keyboard right now. And she was doing a good job of it.

The concept that this guy just called her up, panting and in a rage, out of the blue, is utter rubbish. She provoked him to the point of rage and then hung up the phone, prepared the device and waited. Predictably, and sadly, he fell to temptation and called her back.

I sincerely hope that she loses custody of the child and then serves the maximum prison sentence for every single time she illegally recorded him.

She's a penis flytrap and she needs to get punished for using the legal system for personal gain, if nothing else.

Seven Months!

Well, seven is a lucky number...I guess...for some people. I have to re-fire this blog up. I started another one but now I feel the need to keep this one going for my fiery Rock and Roll and other commentaries!

Without it becoming, "Tony Iommi, all the time."

Instead of starting my website a long time ago, I should have just started a Black Sabbath website and made some money off of all of the CDs that could have been sold off of Google ads on it. 8-)

I likes me some Sabbath.

My Response to The Washington Post Review of The Road

This is my entire comment on her review of The Road.

"'The Road' finally resembles little more than a highfalutin' zombie movie with literary pretensions."

And...

"At its best, "The Road" offers a profound portrait of parental devotion and a child's instinctive love of mercy and justice and gratitude, but McCarthy's fatal sense of cruelty and hyperbole make the trip a bummer."

You're describing what makes it realistic. Even our world right now, at times, has a "fatal sense of cruelty." Any rational and logical person would expect that to be magnified by tens of thousands of times in a situation like the book and movie depicts. Of course it's a "bummer." It's the end of the world as we know it. It doesn't have a clean, crisp ending with a new beginning as you see in something like Roland Emmerich's Trifecta of Non-Depressing Doom; "Independence Day" and "The Day After Tomorrow" and "2012." The "happy ending" in McCarthy's "Road" is simply the fact that although the boy's father died, the boy will live on, hopefully.

You seem to be lamenting the fact that the movie didn't have this wonderful ending with blue skies and warm weather and a kiosk that sells iPods, iPhones and laptops. Here is to a realistic "disaster" movie, The New McCarthyism, it lacks the sturm und drang of Herr Emmerich but retains the flicker of humanity while showing the dregs of same.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/11/25/AR2009112501106_Comments.html

The Road - Excellent Movie...

I went to see The Road yesterday. It is one of the best movies I have ever seen. I was expecting a horrible nightmare of a film, I really was. It was delayed at least three times, I stopped counting, and I figured the whole project was in deep trouble.

For those that could not make it through the book because they didn't care for McCarthy's writing style, the movie is the book come to life yet it's so different because it is a film...you will probably like the movie where you didn't like the book.

The Long and Winding...ROAD...

Oh...are they ever going to release this movie? Just checked because I have not seen the trailer on TV and it was supposed to be about October 16. I went to the OFFICIAL website and it had at the top of the page October 16, 2009 but it wouldn't load so I refreshed the page and that changed to November 25.

Just the lyrics from a wonderful song...

"Have no fear in your heart...
though you feel you've been broken and lost...
there's a place where we will meet up again...
there's a place that mends your hurt and takes you in...
there are times faced alone...
when you find all the holes in yourself...
you don't have to walk the night on your own...
I will say a prayer for you to lead you on...
I will say a prayer for you when you have gone..." - Bird York

Patrick Swayze

Dead at the age of 57. 57 is a magic number, cancer won its battle with my Dad when he was 57 as well.

Rest easy.

The Long...and...Winding...ROAD...

It looks like THE ROAD is going to be out on October 16.

Let's just hope they don't try to turn the book into some type of screwy Chuck Norris movie.

Buddha on The Road...

"Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense." - Buddha

I am a big believer in nothing nowadays...or so it seems. If I told you what I really believed, you might think I finally went over the edge. Rest easy, it's not that bad. It's not that bad...for one thing, I'm not going to tell you what I really believe! I guess the fear of being ostracized is a sanity-check all its own, innit?

Perhaps in my self-imposed religious agnosticism and political atheism I will finally achieve the epitome of pessimism. Know this: I care not about this world or much of anything in it except my family and friends. I don't care about tomorrow and I don't care about yesterday. All I care about is today. Yesterday's face is one of sadness and Tomorrow's is one of fear and apprehension. You can take your "Global Warming" fears and the rest of your (true) paranoia and soft terror and shove it up your lower vent, I don't need it. Here is Wisdom, Let him who hath understanding reckon The Two Names of The Beast - capitalism and communism. It's all smoke and mirrors to get you and I in the same place - slavery.

Rest easy in your chains tonight.

The Road...less traveled...

I have been waiting since last Fall for "The Road." I finally purchased the book last week and finished the book yesterday.

I can't figure out why Blogger has removed Jay's old "World of Tomorrow" blog but I feel as though I should, once again, simply delete this one because you just never know when you are going to violate someone's silly fucking Terms of Service for not sucking the theoretical penis of whatever blogger.com wants to promote.

I remember back last Fall that people were complaining on talk radio that blogger was suspending blogs or removing their blogs because they didn't support a certain candidate who ended up winning. Can you believe that happy crappy? 8-)

Welcome to the free medium, I'm amazed they are not charging for this shit. Anyone remember all of the old free online photo accounts? They all went to charging people once they had a ton of shit on their website and it was, "Pay us or it's all gone, have a nice day." Sort of what this will eventually turn into but they have never made the software really good enough or reliably enough to actually have the balls to charge for it.

There are a few free photo sites still around, I guess sooner or later they will follow those that came before them and start charging. You would think with all of the POP-UP TRASH those fuckers have that it could remain free forever! You would think America Online would be free as well...considering the amount of shit they have flapping all over the place as soon as you sign on.

Anyway, that's the thought as of late, waiting for "The Road" to come out in the movies and thinking about deleting this thing again and just focusing on the website I have.

Still waiting patiently...

for Viggo Mortenson in, The Road.