Where is the Houses of the Holy Grail?

Those were the days, man .  Not any more.
Kurt's up in 27 Heaven. There's an action figure and a converse sneaker with him on it.
Krist is a Politician.  Get into his big , black car. Blame both sides.
James is making music with a Hanson.
Billy is a wacked out, New Age bible thumper who fired everyone who ever worked with him and ended up alone.
His ego never bruises, but his hand sure does from patting himself on the back.
Dave is sitting behind the drums in TCV where he belongs, not phoning in his shlock rock with the Foof Fighters.

Where did all of the rock stars go?

They went the way of the attention span,
trading places with- butterfaced dancers with glitter on their privates who move fast enough for the faces to not turn to stone.
so hard to take the focus away from their generictuned voices.
And the rock stars become the newest wax museum member.....
They're playing the superbowl drowning in pomp and wearing hearing aids to the party.
They're crossing over to corporate country when the voice and the pussy dries up.
They're opening casinos and country fairs with drummer #6 and bass player #4.
They're finding god, writing memoirs, dying hair and dying there.


Show me one legit rockstar who is under 30, tears through the lifestyle hard enough to live to tell about it, and takes a year to write an album, doesn't have a fashion line, or charity event or a fucking ringtone.
Show me someone whose lyrics you're going to write on your 8th grade English Folder, goes through "it girls" like they were post it notes on his penis, then gets that thing plastercast as he's launching a flat screen out of his hotel window with one hand while sharpie-ing his name on the double D of some Midwestern runaway turned boozed groupie.

Wake me when its time to rock again.

I'm headed to Texas in search of something.

Infinite Awesomeness

I was having a super blah day, about as beige as can be. Sitting here with 2 ear infections, uninspired and coughing up unidentified gelatinous particles...when I came across this video on Stereogum..and my whole attitude, no..day..NO..LIFE changed. I have found the wholly holy grail of awesomeness...and a Christian band called Final Placement from Midland TX holds it in their pure white hands!

"Shine" by Final Placement from sharity world on Vimeo.



Let us drink from the cup of eternal Coke from the Food Court!

Let us find our way, reach the light in our lives after walking around aimlessly in a vacant downtown with a cellphone.

Let us rejoice and have a voice in the Lord's name, purveying his divine message...and double track them..until the pain drives the nuns to thrash themselves with their own rulers.

Let us abstain from within, but release goodwill and good judgement with a well placed guitar solo sounding like drunk angels having a midair collision, then use it as our soundtrack....doubletracked.

Let us pray...Pray for the guitar teacher, the videographer, the sound engineer, the parents who shelled out some serious coin for the Marshall stacks, the audience, the elderly, the sick and the poor.

I know I'm gonna "Shine",now Final Placement! Thank y'all.