the Tundra Zone
3.17.2003
 
I’ll just keep it perspective here. Short an sweet. Open war is upon us all. What to do…question our leaders, question our motives, question our ability, question our allies, give the French the finger (and when I say “the French” I’m sure that there are some that are supportive of the effort that is about get underway, but I am referring to the pain in the ass ones that get face time on the TV), and support our troops. I want so much there to be another way, but 12 years of looking for another way got us bupkus. The UN has hamstrung the ideals of freedom with their “superior knowledge” of world affairs”. I say that the UN knows less than Squat about true freedom. Even better than that, the UN could be standing next to Squat, and Squat would be wearing an “I’m with stupid” T-shirt. Inept doesn’t begin to describe em. Self-serving, duplicitous and moronic may be better descriptors. My argument may not be the most persuasive, well thought out, or even strong, but then again, if you are reading this, it’s a one sided argument anyway.

The Rock ‘n Roll hall of fame induction ceremony was on last night on VH-1. I didn’t see the whole thing, but what I saw was not too bad. I was in Borders on Saturday morning to catch up on some free reading and when I was done I meandered over to the music section. I thought it strange at first all these re-issues of older albums, but realising that what was being hawked was albums from artist who were being inducted to the hall. Nothing really leapt out at me, but then again a lot of the bands being inducted I only really learned about after they broke up or weren’t popular anymore minus AC/DC. My fascination with this band is that they don’t care if reviewers like em or not or whether or not they get airplay, what matters to them is playing hard, rocking out, and giving the fans what they want. The show allowed Steven Tyler of Aerosmith to do the induction and then duet on a song. Lemme just say that there are some voices that just don’t go together, case in point Brian Johnson’s and Tyler’s on Shook Me All Night Long. I like both voices, but not together, oil and water. Some things were not meant to be meshed like that. That, and Tyler’s serpentine dance just doesn’t work with the AC/DC presentation. Then they let that dinosaur along with Gwen, and John the coffeehouse misanthrope sing with The Police on Every Breath You Take. Again the voices are good on their own, but that was all sorts of wrong. But I’m glad to see that Elvis Costello was big enough to stand on stage to accept his and the Attraction’s induction, but not big enough to play together as a whole unit. He could take some lessons on graciousness from Sting.

NP: Jimmie Vaughn – Out There: Can’t Say No

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