<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442</id><updated>2009-11-06T18:42:35.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chest first onto a wooden floor</title><subtitle type='html'>lazy half assed "music thing"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-4608495717886213342</id><published>2009-09-08T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:51:08.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TUESDAY - demos '96/97</title><content type='html'>Tuesday were from Elgin and came from the great slapstick breakup in 1996.... I liked these guys.  They played a lot of shows as a three piece, did the demo tape, had some of it released on a cd called 'early summer', which surprisingly not on it as it was the best song from this tape.. then they released a full length album called 'freewheelin', added a new member after that and kind of slowly faded away as Dan moved on to do bigger "better" things.  I saw these guys so many times from the beginning to the end, which went pretty quick.  One show in Milwaukee I saw them do a cover of 'surrender' by cheap trick and they never did it again.  The last time I saw them was some "small" VFW show for food not bombs that I can confirm had My Lai playing, and maybe any of these other bands: The Valentines, The Broadways, and maybe even a veeeery early incarnation of The Brokedowns, but if i'm remembering it right maybe those guys (and they were all different guys except for Bronco) were just AT the show. Regardless, it was mostly unattended, bands &amp; friends were playing softball out back, it was some Sunday night at the end of the summer and I had school the next day.  Tuesday did a lot of great new songs that they had been playing out for a while, and I was really hoping to see a new album/release, but in an instance that plagues the punk rock world quite often this never came to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that night Dan was already in the process of moving on into the rockstar world of the band "Matt Skiba featuring the Alkaline Trio" (i think that is what they are called), I don't know what Matt Stamps or Tyler did after Tuesday, but I do know Robbie Kelenberger went on to drum in the Smoking Popes (post reunion) before quitting that band to be a manager somewhere, or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound quality here is awful - definitely has the "cassette" feel that the source of these tapes were... nothing much to do about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks 1-6 are the UNRELEASED 'freewheelin' demos, which have a more raw sound than they ended up having on the more pop oriented album, and two of the tracks hewre never made it to the album or ANYWHERE ELSE for that matter.  Tracks 7-14 are the original demo they sold at shows until they had better sounding recordings to sell.  not sure the source of this rip, but i would imagine it was probably pepito, as i got a similar tape from him in the mail sometime around 1998. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEWHEELIN DEMOS:&lt;br /&gt;01 Dreamers Club&lt;br /&gt;02 Disappear&lt;br /&gt;03 Please Come Home&lt;br /&gt;04 Time To&lt;br /&gt;05 Everything Left Out&lt;br /&gt;06 Too Much of Today&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY DEMO CASSETTE:&lt;br /&gt;07 It's a Bright Light&lt;br /&gt;08 That's Not Like Me&lt;br /&gt;09 She's Not Your Pet&lt;br /&gt;10 One Day of Peace Please&lt;br /&gt;11 Put a Little Love in Your Heart&lt;br /&gt;12 So Awake&lt;br /&gt;13 Early Summer&lt;br /&gt;14 Everybody Was in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?2qckngmlr5e"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-4608495717886213342?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/4608495717886213342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=4608495717886213342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/4608495717886213342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/4608495717886213342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesday-demos-9697.html' title='TUESDAY - demos &apos;96/97'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-3400677463406547242</id><published>2009-08-17T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:36:20.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil Princess - Complete Recordings 2003-2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SomThz8BEeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/eb3xjD1RYlw/s1600-h/1377871333_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SomThz8BEeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/eb3xjD1RYlw/s320/1377871333_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370986239702929890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Meg around the time she recorded the first two tracks here. She was so excited to get her celebrity "rap career" started, and I was excited for her too.  A year of weird ups and downs and eventually I moved in with her after hanging out with her all summer in 2004.  I don't know why it took another year for her to revive the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be off on this but I think the first show Lil Princess played was either very late in '05 or very very early in '06.  The shows consisted of her wearing "outrageous" costumes (which weren't too far off from how she dressed in her day to day life anyways) singing along to the recordings, which Andy would stop/play/stop and also sing backups.  At a show at Sonoteque with Hunter from Mahjongg Dj'ing, Meg played, Andy was out of town so I controlled tape duties that night.  I think it may have been the same night she was supposed to have her legendary "rap battle" with her new found enemy Gene Lee, some loser from the west coast who faked his own suicide a year or so later. Can't remember if the battle ever happened or not, but it was widely advertised among social settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime after she started recording, I had the idea for what I thought would be the best split record in the world.  Lil Princess on side one, Ricky Kasso on two. RK was my short lived and not well thought out project I started after I more or less laid the whole "Amgam, Inc." moniker I was using since 2000 to rest.  Drug problems, temporary insanity, general laziness and a thieving roommate were all very essential in why it DIDN'T come out.  Someone Meg was seeing put out the first batch of songs on a cassette, which I felt was some sort of betrayal as I already had the plans to put them on record.  Oh well.  So she started working on new songs for that record, and those are the ones that fill up the rest of the recording.  Things were pretty bleak and depressing in our world and I think it kind of shows through those later songs. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually towards the end of that year all of these songs (minus the interview) were put on a cd-r and handed out at Lil Princess shows. If anyone from Chicago got that cd and still has it - please get in touch about sending me a scan of Andy's cover art - I never had a physical copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the recordings: they suffer from  really bad 4 track hiss...  &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what  1 &amp; 2 were recorded on, but everything else was recorded in the living room of the garbage dump we called home for 2 years at Rockwell "crackwell" &amp; LeMoyne in Humboldt Park, Chicago Illinois.  Andy came up with the music behind tracks 3-6, 7 used music from the movie Deep Throat, and tracks 8-10 were arranged by Meg &amp; Andy with beats supplied by Julia a.k.a. Insect Deli. I guessed the track names because I am not sure if they were officially named or not. The interview came sometime later, and was conducted and aired in early 2007 by Chicago filmmaker Usama Alshaibi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?vm1tydljnzj"&gt;get it HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rapin Yo Dad '03&lt;br /&gt;2. Song 4 Daddy '03&lt;br /&gt;3. Daddy Daddy&lt;br /&gt;4. Mailman Mailman&lt;br /&gt;5. Psychic Hearts (thurston moore)&lt;br /&gt;6. Michelle Ma Belle&lt;br /&gt;7. Sex Song&lt;br /&gt;8. Rapin Yo Dad '06&lt;br /&gt;9. Make Me Sick&lt;br /&gt;10. Matthew Shepard Song&lt;br /&gt;11. J.B.R. Song&lt;br /&gt;12. Song 4 Daddy '06 "Toxic Mix"&lt;br /&gt;13. Interview&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-3400677463406547242?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/3400677463406547242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=3400677463406547242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3400677463406547242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3400677463406547242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2009/08/lil-princess-complete-recordings-2003.html' title='Lil Princess - Complete Recordings 2003-2006'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SomThz8BEeI/AAAAAAAAAHs/eb3xjD1RYlw/s72-c/1377871333_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-1735796457580261041</id><published>2009-05-31T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:14:48.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Complete" Golding Institute Singles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SiMH6bRDjeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/F8Bn3p173Tc/s1600-h/fastfood_a_med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SiMH6bRDjeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/F8Bn3p173Tc/s320/fastfood_a_med.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342122283324640738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SiMH_LI38SI/AAAAAAAAAHc/B3BeYpcRhs8/s1600-h/img_2583-500x495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SiMH_LI38SI/AAAAAAAAAHc/B3BeYpcRhs8/s320/img_2583-500x495.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342122364894703906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SiMIET0DawI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nNkgyWYogIg/s1600-h/golding45b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SiMIET0DawI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nNkgyWYogIg/s320/golding45b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342122453122640642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;What we have here is a collection of 7"s that came out sometime in the '90s.  Brought to us by the Golding Institute, which was the brainchild of one Gregg Turkington (who has ties Caroliner, Zip Code Rapists, Mr Bungle AND Neil Hamburger) who was seemingly inspired by the field recording albums which I believe were prominent in the mid 60's-early '70s.  Here are all three 7" records released.  Listen at your own risk, I'm not sure these things were meant to be heard all in one sitting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to put up a collection of Zip Code Rapists stuff a while back, however it is better off that I didn't because you can now once again OWN most of their creative output one one little disc available from eabla.com, a new record label. &lt;br /&gt;There are some ZCR scraps and some live recordings I could put up here one day. Things that didn't make it to that new retrospective/'discography' disc. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=1dafa3647d42a3c2d2db6fb9a8902bda"&gt;here they are.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ipecac Recordings have gone and released ANOTHER Golding Institute Record called FINAL RELAXATION.  It will help you through the "tough times" of life and help you take that one last step towards euthanasia. If you are ready to wander into the great beyond, please do not leave this lifetime without a copy of this A+ self help record. Apparently you can order a DIRECT audio file from ipecac, though I couldn't find a link to purchase a hard copy of the album through them.  If you have already made up your mind and have a couple days left before your target date of leaving your body I suppose you could order said physical copy from amazon or another online retailer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-1735796457580261041?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/1735796457580261041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=1735796457580261041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/1735796457580261041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/1735796457580261041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2009/05/complete-golding-institute-recordings.html' title='The &quot;Complete&quot; Golding Institute Singles'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SiMH6bRDjeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/F8Bn3p173Tc/s72-c/fastfood_a_med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-815431745285152498</id><published>2009-01-18T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:57:20.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monitor Radio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SXO_vQYX5_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_v3f3fpMiEU/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SXO_vQYX5_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_v3f3fpMiEU/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292784805662418930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SXO_q46y4MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-MjErfwvHSo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SXO_q46y4MI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-MjErfwvHSo/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292784730644865218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my disappearance. I'm not going to talk about that. Instead, I will give you these four tracks by the painfully under appreciated band MONITOR RADIO. They came and went. Curious parties would probably be happy to hear that in the beginning a guy named QUINTRON played guitar for them in the beginning, and appears on the first two tracks.  While he was in Chicago he also ran the notorious "Milk of Burgundy" venue and put out noisy records of drum clanks. He moved to New Orleans and now makes solid dance records...  I have also included a track from the camp skin graft cd, and a live set on WNUR.  There are two things stopping this from being a (supposed) discography.  Their half of the split with Lake of Dracula,  "Brown Leather", though is played on the live track, and a song from the Lumpen Magazine compilation "Chicken Bomb" that is sort of mismatched track wise. Their contribution to that, "outro" is tagged on to another track.   Band also featured Jeff Day and Emily O'Hara who were part of Bobby Conn's first backing band, and a guy named Lil Druzzi, who also goes by the name of Gabe Andruzzi and plays in some pretty big band from New York or California or something.   Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Observe: Spies&lt;br /&gt;2. Halloween&lt;br /&gt;3. Insouciance&lt;br /&gt;4. Live on WNUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?bb4e9ti4zwm"&gt;get it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the 7" and WNUR tracks from greg.&lt;br /&gt;I got the pictures from some website (I own this record, but was too lazy to scan the cover)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-815431745285152498?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/815431745285152498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=815431745285152498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/815431745285152498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/815431745285152498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2009/01/monitor-radio.html' title='Monitor Radio.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/SXO_vQYX5_I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_v3f3fpMiEU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-1385731686902738256</id><published>2008-03-25T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:15:29.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby Conn - Non Album Tracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R-lgFQmflWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ffXryE8n108/s1600-h/conn2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R-lgFQmflWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ffXryE8n108/s400/conn2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181778489738499426" border="0" /&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;1996-2008, no record label.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;1. Who's the Paul?&lt;br /&gt;2. Me, Most of All&lt;br /&gt;3. Never Get Ahead (mostly clean chic a go go mix)&lt;br /&gt;4. Sherman's Stick&lt;br /&gt;5. The Power of the Aadams Family&lt;br /&gt;6. The Language of Love (version 1)&lt;br /&gt;7. I Love You&lt;br /&gt;8. 69 Anne Erotique&lt;br /&gt;9. Nehru Suit&lt;br /&gt;10. The Whistler&lt;br /&gt;11. California&lt;br /&gt;12. The Language of Love (version 2)&lt;br /&gt;13. Death to Wah-Wah&lt;br /&gt;14. Seiko Shenai&lt;br /&gt;15. Got to Get It&lt;br /&gt;16. Washed in the Blood&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;17: BONUS:  In the Creamfields by MUNK featuring Bobby Conn on vocals.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;get it &lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?zwwt6mlm6td"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this one is a years in progress collection that I started long ago.  #1 performer in all of Chicago...  These are songs that were on compilations, B sides, imports, etc....  heres a mostly complete list of where all of them came from:&lt;br /&gt;1 - whos the paul 7".  2 - b side to 2nd single "never get ahead", 3. Chic-a-go-go CD, 4 - LUMPEN TIMES "chicken bomb" cd, 5 - some pinball magazine 7", 6, 7 - japanese llovvessonnggs import cd, 8 - skin graft records CAMP SKIN GRAFT NOW WAVE FIGHT OR FUCK cd, 10,11 - Chicago 2018 compilation, 12 - science in the shape of birds cd toyo records, 13 - ???, 14 - golden age japanese import, 15 - the homeland japanese import, 16 - thrill jockey PLUM 7" box set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-1385731686902738256?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/1385731686902738256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=1385731686902738256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/1385731686902738256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/1385731686902738256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/03/bobby-conn-non-album-tracks.html' title='Bobby Conn - Non Album Tracks'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R-lgFQmflWI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ffXryE8n108/s72-c/conn2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-4497813042773079079</id><published>2008-02-27T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:34:44.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mushuganas - S/T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R8V05ulNX1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MYfRDkwVzZM/s1600-h/mush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R8V05ulNX1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MYfRDkwVzZM/s400/mush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171668282210344786" border="0" /&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;1996 (1998?), Rocco Records.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;1. Shut Your Fucken Mouth&lt;br /&gt;2. Shit City&lt;br /&gt;3. Aimed Wrong&lt;br /&gt;4. I Want Attention&lt;br /&gt;5. Another Girl, Another Planet&lt;br /&gt;6. Wright City&lt;br /&gt;7. Everyone&lt;br /&gt;8. Donny Most&lt;br /&gt;9. The Consequence of Overplay&lt;br /&gt;10. Mistreated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?hnzpwp9mxfj"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll write something special about this band when i'm feeling up to it. I'm really sick right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-4497813042773079079?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/4497813042773079079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=4497813042773079079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/4497813042773079079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/4497813042773079079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/02/mushuganas-st.html' title='The Mushuganas - S/T'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R8V05ulNX1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/MYfRDkwVzZM/s72-c/mush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-3128284121942345614</id><published>2008-02-02T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T11:57:46.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackofficers - Digital Dump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R6TJeireRTI/AAAAAAAAADI/gfnvP6ug5gM/s1600-h/jackofficers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R6TJeireRTI/AAAAAAAAADI/gfnvP6ug5gM/s400/jackofficers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162472599415833906" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1990, Honest Abes Custom Records&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Love - o - Matic&lt;br /&gt;02 - Time Machines, Part 1&lt;br /&gt;03 - Time Machines, Part 2&lt;br /&gt;04 - L.A. Mama Peanut Butter&lt;br /&gt;05 - Do It&lt;br /&gt;06 - Swingers Club&lt;br /&gt;07 - Ventricular Refibulation&lt;br /&gt;08 - #6&lt;br /&gt;09 - Don't Touch That&lt;br /&gt;10 - An Hawaiian Christmas Song&lt;br /&gt;11 - Flush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?eu5midm2fbj"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacofficers were a one album offshoot for the Butthole Surfers Gibby Haynes and Jeff Pinkus.  Supposedly very interested in the house music scene, they came up with their own version.  What it sounds more like is a computerised version of a BS without vocals (though Gibby sings on a track or two..)  Very sample heavy, very early computer music technology.  I've also heard a story that the to guys actually played a couple Jackofficers shows - where they just put a cassette of this album in a boombox and pressed play and kind of danced to it - seems similar in theory to the Strangulated Beatoffs, who have played less than a handful of shows in their 20 year existence (another band for another day..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-3128284121942345614?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/3128284121942345614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=3128284121942345614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3128284121942345614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3128284121942345614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/02/jackofficers-digital-dump.html' title='Jackofficers - Digital Dump'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R6TJeireRTI/AAAAAAAAADI/gfnvP6ug5gM/s72-c/jackofficers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-8824753851647889026</id><published>2008-01-30T07:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T07:54:53.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Roses - Original Soundtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R6CaMSreRSI/AAAAAAAAADA/o8zVoZYMEl8/s1600-h/blackroses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R6CaMSreRSI/AAAAAAAAADA/o8zVoZYMEl8/s400/blackroses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161294708929873186" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1988, Metal Blade Records&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Black Roses - Dance on Fire&lt;br /&gt;02 - Black Roses - Soldiers of the Night&lt;br /&gt;03 - Bang Tango - I'm No Stranger&lt;br /&gt;04 - Black Roses - Rock Invasion&lt;br /&gt;05 - Black Roses - Paradise (We're On Our Way)&lt;br /&gt;06 - Lizzy Borden - Me Against the World&lt;br /&gt;07 - King Cobra - Take It Off&lt;br /&gt;08 - David Michael Phillips - King of Kool&lt;br /&gt;09 - Tempest - Streetlife Warrior&lt;br /&gt;10 - Hallows Eve - D.I.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?5vgq9qt9mm0"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who just rented the recently released DVD of the movie Black Roses to my suggestion. He seemed to think it was an utter piece of shit...  Its possible that the only reason I hold it in high regard in the "Heavy Metal Horror" genre of films that were coming out in the late '80s is because thats when I first watched it.  How could it be bad?  Look at that cover! The actual VHS copy of it that was available for rental had a pop up textured cover! (you'd have to remember that VHS sales didn't become a household thing until the '90s, and rental copies were the only ones available from companies - generally at the up and up price of $80 or more) Anyways. The movie is directed by the same guy who directed the Thor starring  heavy metal horror "Rock'N'Roll Nightmare" a year or two before.  This one was a more realistic feeling story about teenage rebellion and a town (Mill Basin) that didn't want the kids favorite band - Black Roses, to play.  With good reason, of course. The bands music leads to demonic posession (oh how typical)  Anyways, This soundtrack has a bunch of odd-metal ballads (I guess thats what they can be called), and the Lizzy Borden song is actually top notch, I think its playing in the movie during a scene where the guy who plays Big Pussy on the Sopranos gets EATEN BY A FUCKING STEREO.  Go watch this movie, and then tell me if you think it sucks too or if my friend is just an asshole....   right now I really just miss the "Satanic Panic" that I was living through firsthand in the '80s.  No, I wasn't too young to absorb it all.  It was everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;Another friend, when I was about 10 or 11,  went through an issue of Circus magazine that I owned and went to the rock and roll t shirts and crossed out the ones he said were devil worshipping bands -the funny thing was he only seemed to target items like White Lion and Guns and Roses while leaving the obvious satanic insignia of bands such as Slayer and Helloween unmarked. Thats the '80s for ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-8824753851647889026?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/8824753851647889026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=8824753851647889026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/8824753851647889026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/8824753851647889026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/black-roses-original-soundtrack.html' title='Black Roses - Original Soundtrack'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R6CaMSreRSI/AAAAAAAAADA/o8zVoZYMEl8/s72-c/blackroses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-543437339347857702</id><published>2008-01-28T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:20:25.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For What?  #1</title><content type='html'>mix cd, approx. feb 2004.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Laid Back - White Horse&lt;br /&gt;02 - Coati Mundi Hernandez - K Pasa Pos I&lt;br /&gt;03 - M-A-R-R-S  - Pump Up the Volume&lt;br /&gt;04 - Tuxedomoon - Desire&lt;br /&gt;05 - Luniz - I've Got Five On It&lt;br /&gt;06 - Liquid Liquid - Caverns&lt;br /&gt;07 - Grandmaster Flash - White Lines&lt;br /&gt;08 - The Waitresses - Christmas Wrapping&lt;br /&gt;09 - Stacey Q - Two of Hearts&lt;br /&gt;10 - Nu Shooz - Baby, I Can't Wait&lt;br /&gt;11 - Quintron - Meet Me at the Clubhouse (remix)&lt;br /&gt;12 - Neneh Cherry - Buffalo Stance&lt;br /&gt;13 - Afrika Bambaataa - Planet Rock&lt;br /&gt;14 - SSQ - Tonight (We'll Make Live 'Til We Die)&lt;br /&gt;15 - Curtis Mayfield - Pusherman&lt;br /&gt;16 - Suicide - Cheree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?f01mztcxxmz"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First in a long line of hit or miss mix cds i've made.   Named after something a friend wrote on his sweatpants and pointed at when asked questions around that same period of time.   Inspired by drug use.  Party drugs, duh. Also took a few rip offs from the Downtown '81 Soundtrack.  (A running theme has been taking a soundtrack and running with some of the tracks, as seen later in #3.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-543437339347857702?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/543437339347857702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=543437339347857702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/543437339347857702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/543437339347857702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-what-1.html' title='For What?  #1'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-5863956585065147438</id><published>2008-01-28T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:28:38.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neil Young - Trans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R54c1ireRRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cqEusgrVYDw/s1600-h/trans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R54c1ireRRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cqEusgrVYDw/s400/trans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160593929180955922" border="0" /&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;&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;Geffen Records, 1982.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Little Thing Called Love&lt;br /&gt;02- Computer Age&lt;br /&gt;03 - We R in Control&lt;br /&gt;04 - Transformer Man&lt;br /&gt;05 - Computer Cowboy&lt;br /&gt;06 - Hold on to Your Love&lt;br /&gt;07 - Sample and Hold&lt;br /&gt;08 - Mr Soul&lt;br /&gt;09 - Like an Inca&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Bonus:  10 minute "jam" of Neil Young with Devo as his backing band doing "My My Hey Hey", with Mark Mothersbaugh on vocals.  From the movie Human Highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?fqlfo0fiwog"&gt; get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty crazy album here.  Most of the songs are sung with a vocoder.  The first of two albums that ended up getting Neil sued by Geffen records for turning in "unmarketable albums."  How cool is that?  Anyways, the sound is very different from an average Neil Young Album, as the compositions represent "future music" - somewhere in between the gap between Kraftwerk and Trans Am...  but I know its sort of cheesy to and lame to say that.  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From wikipedia:&lt;br /&gt;"The story behind its creation is very interesting. Neil Young found that when using a vocoder when communicating to his son (who was born with cerebral palsy) he was able to elicit a better response."     wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-5863956585065147438?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/5863956585065147438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=5863956585065147438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/5863956585065147438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/5863956585065147438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/neil-young-trans.html' title='Neil Young - Trans'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R54c1ireRRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cqEusgrVYDw/s72-c/trans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-2621540316341638447</id><published>2008-01-27T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:07:00.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Edith Massey - Big Girls Don't Cry 7"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5znMSreRNI/AAAAAAAAACY/L0RmX9lyRpA/s1600-h/edie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5znMSreRNI/AAAAAAAAACY/L0RmX9lyRpA/s400/edie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160253471418369234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5znMireROI/AAAAAAAAACg/APCF55puiZM/s1600-h/edie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5znMireROI/AAAAAAAAACg/APCF55puiZM/s400/edie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160253475713336546" border="0" /&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;&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;&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;Egg Records, Unknown year. (approx. 1980ish)&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist (as if it wasn't obvious):&lt;br /&gt;01 - Big Girls Don't Cry&lt;br /&gt;02 - Punks, Get off the Grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?c2nlgw3nzyz"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As noted on the sleeve pictured above - "the egg lady from pink flamingos", dreamlander Edith Massey reinvented herself as a punk goddess in the late 70s.  Unfortunately, this is the only recorded document of that time period, though a few handfuls of photographs exist. &lt;br /&gt;Pretty weird stuff, but really good sounding for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short &amp;amp; sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-2621540316341638447?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/2621540316341638447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=2621540316341638447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/2621540316341638447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/2621540316341638447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/edith-massey-big-girls-dont-cry-7.html' title='Edith Massey - Big Girls Don&apos;t Cry 7&quot;'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5znMSreRNI/AAAAAAAAACY/L0RmX9lyRpA/s72-c/edie1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-598707293417364158</id><published>2008-01-26T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T18:10:39.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sidekick Kato - First Class Chump</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5vlFyreRKI/AAAAAAAAACA/yM3r5CRtlQc/s1600-h/chump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5vlFyreRKI/AAAAAAAAACA/yM3r5CRtlQc/s400/chump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159969685749253282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1995, Johanns Face Records.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Yellow Fever&lt;br /&gt;02 - 1st Class Chump&lt;br /&gt;03 - Kruses&lt;br /&gt;04 - Valentine&lt;br /&gt;05 - Elephant Shoes&lt;br /&gt;06 - Bruised&lt;br /&gt;07 - Airborne&lt;br /&gt;08 - Orion&lt;br /&gt;09 - Crashhappy&lt;br /&gt;10 - Liquid Courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?dmzqm6mz2wt"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They brought the weird into the Chicagoland punk.  And I think they brought the beers, too.  Or maybe Dave Eaves was smuggling them in that fannypack of his.  Love songs about drinking, paintings (and paranoias) about aliens, and tight songwriting.  I swear though, I think theres something in the water over in Des Plaines... I think it was at one of their shows where I first spotted the modest Eorl Scholl, who was probably taking care of setting up/taking apart the drums.  Hes still around.  The rest of the guys I don't know about.  Had a strange encounter with Tom Anderson (vocals) a few years back, and the Apocalypse Hoboken vs. Oblivion show in December of last year is probably the only time i've seen any of the other guys since the beginning of this decade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a clever way to whore this out (I never said I wouldn't sellout if the price was right... we're all whores anyways, right?) and give some search engine fodder i'll go ahead and make note that the boys choir on Kruses had a lil youngin who went on to be every fifteen year old girls heartthrob cream dream, Matt Skiba.  At this point in time ('95) Alkaline Trio wasn't even a cumstain on the map yet, they came around a year later and were actually GOOD for about 10 months...  prettysure that he wasn't old enough to legally drink yet, but then again Tom probably wasn't either.  This was a while before Dave Eaves put a halt to underage drinking at Fireside..  Oh, and on a better note, the mainstays of Apocalypse Hoboken are also part of that choir.  (Todd, Andy, Scott.)  I'll probably be adding more of their stuff in the future as it has all gone so hopelessly out of print... I mean look at the image supplied - that was the ONLY one on the whole wide internet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-598707293417364158?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/598707293417364158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=598707293417364158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/598707293417364158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/598707293417364158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/sidekick-kato-first-class-chump.html' title='Sidekick Kato - First Class Chump'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5vlFyreRKI/AAAAAAAAACA/yM3r5CRtlQc/s72-c/chump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-8057202823344013988</id><published>2008-01-25T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:22:25.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dot Dot Dot - 2 x 7"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5qzOyreRJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C6Z6VMjxV0I/s1600-h/dot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5qzOyreRJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C6Z6VMjxV0I/s400/dot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159633389809976466" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emu Records, Complacency records, 1983/1984.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - And Then You Realized You Haven't Left Yet&lt;br /&gt;02 - Was War Morgen&lt;br /&gt;03 - Just&lt;br /&gt;04 - Not To Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?al2x3dwcen1"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dot Dot Dot started somewhere around 1982 (hey, just like me.) somewhere around Palatine or Schaumburg (IL), featuring Thymme Jones, Chris Block, Jef Bek, Scott Ashley and maybe a few other guys ended up playing with them too.  Thymme is the forerunner for Cheer-Accident, who are still going strong despite a rotating cast of 20 or so people over the years and the death of their guitarist/friend Phil Bonnet.  I don't know much else about these recordings other than to say C-A has been incorporating the first track into their sets a lot recently, and possibly the second song as well.   I'm never going to get the definitive story, but in the mid '90s, three girls who were prominent in their own bands (jodi mecanic - math/duotron/monotrona, kelly kuvo - scissor girls, rose pm - zeek sheck) later started a all girl Dot Dot Dot, and to make things even weirder friends and members of Cheer-Accident were involved on their one and only LP (Dylan "Mick Mars" Posa was a guest, and during that period he was a member of C-A, Bobby Conn sang for them on a track called "valentine" - I have video of a bleach blonde Bobby belting this one out with the girls at their last show ever..) and now, there is a complete waste of time from the same area going under the Dot Dot Dot moniker, though I don't know anything else about them other than they were winners on some Fox "Making the Band" type reality show.  Confused?  Good.  This is the best band to ever use the name....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-8057202823344013988?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/8057202823344013988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=8057202823344013988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/8057202823344013988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/8057202823344013988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/dot-dot-dot-2-x-7.html' title='Dot Dot Dot - 2 x 7&quot;'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5qzOyreRJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/C6Z6VMjxV0I/s72-c/dot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-3397146997079204091</id><published>2008-01-25T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:13:28.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apocalypse Hoboken - "easy instructions for complex machinery"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5qUgSreRII/AAAAAAAAABw/E2V-Czy98mM/s1600-h/aheasy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5qUgSreRII/AAAAAAAAABw/E2V-Czy98mM/s400/aheasy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159599605597226114" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1995, Johanns Face Records.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Jerk Lessons&lt;br /&gt;02 - Smoker's Cough&lt;br /&gt;03 - Not My Kind of Guy&lt;br /&gt;04 - Be Alright&lt;br /&gt;05 - Butter on the Rim&lt;br /&gt;06 - Dean is a Punk&lt;br /&gt;07 - Cindy (Nip Drivers)&lt;br /&gt;08 - Kicking my Head In&lt;br /&gt;09 - Hate is Such a Strong Word&lt;br /&gt;10 - Gay Parade&lt;br /&gt;11 - Sixteen&lt;br /&gt;12 - Misguided Memories (the Freeze)&lt;br /&gt;13 - Sorry Bout the Mess&lt;br /&gt;14 - Sorry&lt;br /&gt;15 - Space Glaze&lt;br /&gt;16 - So Emotional&lt;br /&gt;17 - Little Red Riding Hood (Sam Sham and the Pharohs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?7iwvc0unlxm"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day i'll write a very long winded story about my teenage years.  One day.  Before I die.  Maybe.   For now I don't really know where to start - it's overwhelming.   The fireside bowl was the place to be in Chicago, and if you were around for that and if you were into punk rock in the mid '90s, theres a good chance you saw these guys, unless you absolutely avoided the,. (My toll was probably an average of once every two or three months for these guys. Oblivion, their rivals and good freinds, on the other hand usually played once a month.  All that work and barely any recogniton... shame.)  A majority of the people who played in this band are still involved in some project or another, with singer Todd ranking most active with at least three new bands under his belt, after a long period of no bands at all.   They still rise from the grave from time to time, though those shows are few and far between they're really not something to be missed.    I miss these guys more than most bands around from that period (oblivion is on top of that list too) and when I think about how long ago all of this was it just makes me feel like i'm too old for this shit.  Maybe. Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the original album description as recalled by drummer Andy on their now defunct website, with more information that you really asked for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"T&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;odd insisted on this title, and even had a lyric by the same title, but never used it.  We had to record this quickly to finish it for our summer tour, so we've always had little  bitches about it. We finally got to do a Nip Drivers song, and I think we did a Freeze cover,  too (now there's an original idea). Whereas on past releases Bill and Scott did the majority  of the songwriting, now everyone was gettin involved, which made it really fun and different.   The cover was our take on The Rolling Stones' "Exile On Main Street", though the only thing  we ever heard about it was, "Why are the KKK on the cover? Do you like the KKK?  You're going  to get in TROUBLE!" As of today, we still haven't gotten 'in trouble', Punk Rock is soooo  daring these days. Also, the song "Kicking My Head In" was taken a little too literally.  While we were trying to poke holes in "homophobic logic", some people just didn't understand  the black humor we intend to inject into our songs. ("Gay Parade" has nothing to do with gay  people, by the way). The first song should be a dead give-away as to how we feel about those  who take everything at face value. "Little Red Riding Hood" became a regular set closer, and  I think we've played "Sorry" live twice. "So Emotional", one of our favorite songs, with guest  vocals by Tom Little Face from Sidekick Kato, has never been played live, because screaming  for three minutes straight makes Todd a dull boy. "Dean Is a Punk", I think, is about someone  in particular, not named Dean, though. The "Baby" (LP insert, CD back cover) is Todd's baby  brother, Skylar.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-3397146997079204091?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/3397146997079204091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=3397146997079204091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3397146997079204091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3397146997079204091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/apocalypse-hoboken-easy-instructions.html' title='Apocalypse Hoboken - &quot;easy instructions for complex machinery&quot;'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5qUgSreRII/AAAAAAAAABw/E2V-Czy98mM/s72-c/aheasy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-5922468242041593115</id><published>2008-01-24T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T07:14:28.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby Conn - Self Titled (LP Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ijgyreRHI/AAAAAAAAABo/ftxEQ--_5VQ/s1600-h/bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ijgyreRHI/AAAAAAAAABo/ftxEQ--_5VQ/s400/bob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159053156908156018" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1997, Truckstop/Atavistic.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - The Sportsman&lt;br /&gt;02 - I Love You&lt;br /&gt;03 - Whos the Paul?&lt;br /&gt;04 - Crimson and Clover&lt;br /&gt;05 - No Kids, No Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?3iydiinne2z"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's still making great albums to this day, but in 1997 Bobby was a lot more edgy, and the music was a lot more raw.  Hes since gone on to make very polished yet amazing albums (why his only recognition seems to be in Europe i'll never be sure) and while this one is almost completely different in style, its just as good. Back when he first re-emerged from the ashes of Condeucent, he came with some new stories.  Not represented here, but very prominent on the CD, was his "Axis '67" storyline. (of which parts one and three were on the self titled album, while part two ended up on his second album "Rise Up!" a years later) In this prediction, Bobby synced up the year he was born (1967) to the year the world was supposed to end (2000), and Jesus Christ's age when he supposedly died (33).  Bobby would sing about how he was the antichrist,  how come 2000 we were all fucked.  The continuous cash flow system he "invented" also staged for some good hype, stories of taking money from the audience, in which those who didn't fork out a dollar or twenty or fifty were only passed on the  person next to them who had the dollar, twenty or fifty to spare.  All of this came with a publicist that no one ever saw "Marla Cummings (or is it Marsha, or maybe Martha?)", he did an amazing job getting himself out there and making sure nobody knew if he was for real or not.   There are stories still disputed to this day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, pamphlets and promotional materials were widely distributed, fabrication of events in the press (he had told one interviewer as a joke that he cut off the ring finger on one of his hands, which became a popular myth at the time despite both of his hands having fully efficient sets of fingers) and many more stories came out of it that i've seemed to have forgotten at this point. The strength on these stories alone could probably win in the favor of why '90s Chicago was much more exciting than Chicago now, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;These days the storyline is pretty much gone, and he's more focused on just writing songs and being a father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Released on vinyl and CD at the same time, with the same album cover, but that was almost all they had in common.  This version is even more raw sounding than the CD, they both have three of the same songs, though each are different versions (the sportsman represented here I believe is also from his first 7", leans more towards funk than rock, while the CD is vice versa), Whos the Paul ended up as an experiement on the CD version, with the 7" 45 rpm version slowed down to 33, and No Kids, No Money has some different arrangments.   A re-recorded version of I Love You Ended up on the japanese import of 1999s "llovessonggs" EP.    Oh, also, a limited amount of the original pressing of the LP had googly eyes glued on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rip is missing track 06, as it is the same version of "Never Get Ahead" that also appears on the CD version of the album. You can find a video of the "clean" version on youtube, edited from footage from Chic-a-go-go, it ended up on MTV's Alternative Nation sometime in 96 or 97, or so the story goes.  There is an annoying needle jump in "I Love You", though sometime soon I think I'm putting up another version of that song here anyways, along with a bunch of other non album tracks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-5922468242041593115?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/5922468242041593115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=5922468242041593115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/5922468242041593115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/5922468242041593115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/bobby-conn-self-titled-lp-version.html' title='Bobby Conn - Self Titled (LP Version)'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ijgyreRHI/AAAAAAAAABo/ftxEQ--_5VQ/s72-c/bob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-2799687109290865923</id><published>2008-01-23T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:09:37.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neon King Kong - Complete Recordings/Live</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gpOyreREI/AAAAAAAAABU/wUDqCVl7AcI/s1600-h/nkk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gpOyreREI/AAAAAAAAABU/wUDqCVl7AcI/s400/nkk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158918707251921986" border="0" /&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;Approx. 2003.  Various record labels.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;Studio:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Mix up the Mix&lt;br /&gt;02 - Jerks are Creeping&lt;br /&gt;03 - Get Whats Going Around&lt;br /&gt;04 - Theres a Party&lt;br /&gt;05 - Annette's Got the Hits&lt;br /&gt;Live:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Mix up the Mix&lt;br /&gt;02 - Hit Me Like a Jet&lt;br /&gt;03 - untitled&lt;br /&gt;04 - Annette's Got the Hits&lt;br /&gt;05 - untitled&lt;br /&gt;06 - untitled&lt;br /&gt;07 - Jerks are Creeping&lt;br /&gt;08 - untitled&lt;br /&gt;09 - untitled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=IBDY8NQP"&gt;get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another short lived project from Hot Rod Todd of Le Shok (I'm debating putting up their collected singles, as the official release hasn't come yet.)  NKK existed for what seemed like maybe 4 weeks, plowing through and giving up with an impressive catalog for such a short live:  two 7" singles and a compilation track.  I'm imagining the live set here is one of if not their only show, as they had a tour scheduled but broke up right before it launched.  Musically it's pretty similar to Le Shok, unlike the other 4 or 5 projects Todd has been involved with since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-2799687109290865923?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/2799687109290865923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=2799687109290865923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/2799687109290865923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/2799687109290865923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/neon-king-kong-complete-recordingslive.html' title='Neon King Kong - Complete Recordings/Live'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5gpOyreREI/AAAAAAAAABU/wUDqCVl7AcI/s72-c/nkk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-3041537492204822287</id><published>2008-01-23T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T04:45:00.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mort Garson - "Black Mass (by) Lucifer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5cmFSreRCI/AAAAAAAAABE/WkOUhS0zRcM/s1600-h/blackmass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5cmFSreRCI/AAAAAAAAABE/WkOUhS0zRcM/s400/blackmass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158633770531570722" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1971, MCA Records.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Solomon's Ring&lt;br /&gt;02 - Ride of Aida&lt;br /&gt;03 - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;04 - Black Mass&lt;br /&gt;05 - Evil Eye&lt;br /&gt;06 - Exorcism&lt;br /&gt;07 - Philostone&lt;br /&gt;08 - Voices of Dead&lt;br /&gt;09 - Witchtrial&lt;br /&gt;10 - ESP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DGMQ7F93"&gt;Get it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the artist (or album, I guess) is called "Black Mass Lucifer", right?  What you can't see in the reduced image, and is pretty much only visible on an original LP copy itself is the word "by" between the two blocks of letters - making the album titled "Black Mass" and the supposed artist Lucifer.   In reality, the person behind this was one man named Mort Garson, who not only pioneered moog music with albums such as this in the early '70s, but also paved the way for a slew of "demonic" albums that were released in the '80s, mostly of the heavy metal variety, although this is a far cry from a typical metal album it was mentioned briefly in the book Lords of Chaos.   The LP lays out printed mythos to go along with each song, and if I remember correctly has no mention of Garson on it at all, to make it seem more authentically "evil" (he also had work in music for films.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience with this album was probably much like many people who also discovered it out of nowhere.  Somewhere around 2000 a friend of mine kept telling me about his dad's "Black Mass Lucifer" record, though he believed it to be a true product of evil - mentioned how his parents would play it on Halloween (barf.) and how his dad wouldn't give him the record.  So we listened to it, I was somewhat impressed, and looked more into it to find out that not only was the album name not what he had been referring to it as, but that there wasn't even a band involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In searching for the cover art to this album I also discovered something unfortunate - Mort Garson passed away not less than a month ago, on January 4th, 2008.  Over the next few days or weeks I'll continue to post more records recorded by him, as none of them ever saw  reissues in his lifetime, and have more or less faded into obscurity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-3041537492204822287?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/3041537492204822287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=3041537492204822287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3041537492204822287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/3041537492204822287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/mort-garson-black-mass-by-lucifer.html' title='Mort Garson - &quot;Black Mass (by) Lucifer&quot;'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5cmFSreRCI/AAAAAAAAABE/WkOUhS0zRcM/s72-c/blackmass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-6113320391208167287</id><published>2008-01-22T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:11:16.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Randy and the Metrosquad - "Pass the Dust, I Think I'm Bowie"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5arZCreQ-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/6Nd9CdJuYM8/s1600-h/blackrandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 300px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5arZCreQ-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/6Nd9CdJuYM8/s400/blackrandy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158498869903770594" border="0" /&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5areireQ_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/4n15hh43uk0/s1600-h/Trouble.at.the.Cup.cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 349px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5areireQ_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/4n15hh43uk0/s400/Trouble.at.the.Cup.cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158498964393051122" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January, 1980.&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;01 - I Slept in an Arcade&lt;br /&gt;02 - Marlon Brando&lt;br /&gt;03 - Down at the Laundromat&lt;br /&gt;05 - I Wanna be a Nark&lt;br /&gt;06 - Give it up or Turn it Loose&lt;br /&gt;07 - Idi Amin&lt;br /&gt;08 - Sperm Bank Baby (lp)&lt;br /&gt;09 - Barefootin on the Wicked Picket&lt;br /&gt;10 - San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;11 - Tellin Lies&lt;br /&gt;12 - Say it Loud, I'm Black and I'm Proud&lt;br /&gt;13 - (Theme From) Shaft&lt;br /&gt;14 - Last Stop on the Express&lt;br /&gt;15 - Trouble at the Cup&lt;br /&gt;16 - Loner with a Boner&lt;br /&gt;17 - Sperm Bank Baby (single)&lt;br /&gt;18 - Green Frog Excerpts&lt;br /&gt;19 - Theme from Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;20 - Beershit, Disco Loner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.removed"&gt;REMOVED. reissued on LP in 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much I can say about Black Randy other than it's not only a shame that you can't really find this album anymore, but that it's also a shame that he never recorded another album, and most of all, its a shame that he died in either '89 or '90. Hard to explain just exactly what this is, you're better off just following this link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.furious.com/Perfect/blackrandy.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-6113320391208167287?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/6113320391208167287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=6113320391208167287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/6113320391208167287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/6113320391208167287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/black-randy-and-metrosquad-pass-dust-i.html' title='Black Randy and the Metrosquad - &quot;Pass the Dust, I Think I&apos;m Bowie&quot;'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5arZCreQ-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/6Nd9CdJuYM8/s72-c/blackrandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-8264279934007514583</id><published>2008-01-22T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:51:31.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunks With Guns - self titled 7" a.k.a. "Melissa"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ag1ireQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bR4FB3mv2y8/s1600-h/drunks+1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 346px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ag1ireQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bR4FB3mv2y8/s400/drunks+1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158487264902136770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ag1yreQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LBg83LyHsNQ/s1600-h/drunks+2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 349px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ag1yreQ9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LBg83LyHsNQ/s400/drunks+2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158487269197104082" border="0" /&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;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1991, Glitterhouse Records&lt;br /&gt;Track List:&lt;br /&gt;01 - Zombie&lt;br /&gt;02 - Fistpuppet&lt;br /&gt;03 - WW IX&lt;br /&gt;04 - Shredded Meat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.badongo.com/file/7439206"&gt;Download HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original Drunks With Guns were a "legendary" punk band from St Louis, MO, active in the mid 80s.  Internal conflict brought a split between the two "main members" -  Stan Seitrich and Mike Doscosil.  Each of them continued to record under the Drunks moniker, each claiming they owned the rights to the name, wrote the songs, etc.  In a most bizarre movie, Stan's Drunks "hired" a "12 or 13 year old" girl named Melissa to do the singing on the last incarnation of the band.  The first time I ever saw this in a record bin it had a sticker that the distributor added to it saying " 12 year old singer! Jailbait!" Stan's new DWG put out this 7", another repackackaged version with more songs, and a more appealing cover featuring the 12 (or 13) year old in all of her glory, with a somewhat questionable picture on the back of her dressed up like a lolita on the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stan now "plays" in the Strangulated Beatoffs, but that is another band for another day. There is no solid proof of whatever became of Melissa, though I have a vague remembrance of reading someone post on a St Louis music message board that shes gone on to become you're average white trash young mother.  No proof to back that up, it's possible that I just dreamed that up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike to this day still claims he IS Drunks With Guns, and someone is still paying the fees for web domain with 2 or 3 pictures of him on it, which looks like it was made in 1998 and hasn't been updated since.  But really, who cares anymore?  The original spark is long gone and I think Stan's choice in a new singer wins the battle between them hands down.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cover I've chosen to include is from a different edition of the 7" that was a double and released on Behemoth records.  As far as I know the recordings are the same.  Lacking from this set is the second 7", which included three songs.   A Ramones cover (long way back), a song called "Melissa explains it all" (an obvious reference to "Clarissa explains it all", this one was my favorite song out of the whole set), and one other I can't remember right now. Those songs might be added here later.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; From Trouser Press:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seitrich formed the negligible, less rocking  Strangulated Beatoffs with Fritz Noble. Doskocil played  drums (quite well) for melodic HC middleweights Ultraman  before getting kicked out and moving to Arizona. In exile,  he released material with Bootbeast and Bullets for Pussy.  DeLeon stayed home and founded Fruitcake. As a result of  posthumous notoriety and general idiocy, Mike D. (along  with one Malcolm Bliss) reformed DWG at some point. So did  Seitrich and DeLeon around the same time, only they had the  gall to hire some 12-year-old jailbait named Melissa as  their singer. Resulting singles and EPs by both parties are  simply flat. Doskocil's version resembled a dull punk band  covering Drunks' tunes, while the guitarist and bassist  version spat out raw riffery topped with Melissa's annoying  (if disturbingly funny) sex-and-blood whimsy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-8264279934007514583?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/8264279934007514583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=8264279934007514583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/8264279934007514583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/8264279934007514583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/drunks-with-guns-self-titled-7-aka.html' title='Drunks With Guns - self titled 7&quot; a.k.a. &quot;Melissa&quot;'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_EP4pgeNfdIE/R5ag1ireQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/bR4FB3mv2y8/s72-c/drunks+1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9150357789119237442.post-4974525794770835522</id><published>2008-01-22T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:16:44.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>I typically hate these things.  "Music blogs."  I typically hate the word "blog."  (therefore this will be the only mention of it from here on out, aside from the url.)  I felt that I have come across plenty of albums/singles that I feel should be more easily available that have either never been released,  reissued, or had their run and have since gone far out of print. A fair amount of what I am posting here has come from various sources, and there are only a few rips of my own that i'll be including (for now at least.)  Have fun.  I've got enough lined up to post one every day or two for the first couple months, we'll see if it gets that far and if it does, we'll see where it goes from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9150357789119237442-4974525794770835522?l=chestfirst.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/feeds/4974525794770835522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9150357789119237442&amp;postID=4974525794770835522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/4974525794770835522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9150357789119237442/posts/default/4974525794770835522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chestfirst.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>kris n.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10002532872250318710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05601938852247376170'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>