This is proof that the A and D list folk actually do mingle in Hollywood. It’s either that or Mickey Rourke has a gun to Benicio Del Toro’s back and this is the last photo he is ever seen alive in.

Run Benicio run! I mean it. I’m scared for you and I’m not even sure that guy next to you really is Mickey Rourke anymore. I don’t even think that guy dangerously close to you even believes he’s Mickey Rourke anymore. Run to your house in the Hills and call Dr. Gonzo. Tell him to bring the Amyl, the caddy and all the silver bullets that will fit in the trunk. And lose the trucker cap. I think they make Mickey angry. If that is in fact Mickey Rourke next to you.

Thanks to Dlisted for the link.

When they came to take away the guy uptown, I didn’t say anything. When they came for the guy up the street, I didn’t protest. When they came to get my neighbour, I was afraid to say a thing. When they came for me… it was too late!

Well, if Senate Bill #1959 passes that is. At least I’ll be in good company. If this statement is confusing to you let me give it to you straight. No bullshit. No intentional fear mongering at the expense of some defenseless bathroom stall-stalking republican. Not this time.

Senate Bill #1959 or “Violent Radicalization and Homegrown Terrorism Prevention Act of 2007″ is yet another stab in the heart of free speech as we know it today.

HOMEGROWN TERRORISM- The term `homegrown terrorism’ means the use, planned use, or threatened use, of force or violence by a group or individual born, raised, or based and operating primarily within the United States or any possession of the United States to intimidate or coerce the United States government, the civilian population of the United States, or any segment thereof, in furtherance of political or social objectives.

While the passage above from the actual bill sounds pretty much directed at the Molotov-cocktail-throwing-radical types, the actual bill itself is vague enough to be a legitimate threat to ANYONE who might attempt to impose their belief system on another individual. An example might be someone suggesting on a blog or email that you contact your senator’s and voice your opposition to Bill 1959.

Here are the phone numbers for the U.S. Senate switchboard:

1-877-851-6437
1-800-833-6354
1-888-355-3588
1-866-220-0044
1-866-808-0065
1-877-762-8762
1-866-340-9281
1-800-862-5530

And do us all a favor and be sure you know who your Senators are (Washington State = Patty Murray and Maria Cantwell) before you call. You won’t get a Senator on the line (although that has happened at times) but you can leave a message voicing your opposition to S. 1959. You can also write a letter. You can also tell your friends to do the same thing.

Or you can do nothing. That way you can be sure that the sources of information you have access to now will be disabled, and the authors of that information are jailed for utilizing the 1st Amendment. Remember the 1st Amendment? Well take a long last look because it’s days are numbered.

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.

And me and Wendy here just wanted to be sure you got out of the house this weekend. You’re starting to wear a hole in that couch…

Friday, November 30th:
Kim Virant
Sweet Lou
The Triple Door
Kim Virant and Sweet Lou have been shiny local fixture for years. Add a great room like TTD and you got a Friday night.

Wayne the Train Hancock
Century Ballroom

The Cave Singers
The Crocodile

Saturday, December 1st:
The Pleasureboaters
The Whore Moans
The Comet
Cherrybomb’s place to drink and rock out at for the weekend. Bring earplugs and plenty of cash for the bartenders. Any maybe your own toilet paper.

The Thermals
Neumo’s

The Fucking Eagles
Hell’s Kitchen

Chuck Prophet
The Tractor

Looking Ahead:

Wednesday, December 5th:
The Supersuckers
Hell’s Kitchen
The super swagger of The Supersuckers is in town for one night. At this point I’m no longer sure if The Supersuckers ever stop touring. I guess that’s why they have made a high art out of writting songs about hotels, hooch and hoochies gone wrong. And isn’t that what it’s all about? You better be nodding. If you can’t make your way out to Tacoma, Ms. Led is at the Crocodile on a great bill with The Shondes and H Is For Hellgate. And if that still ain’t floating your pleasureboat, get to The Comet for the “Ramones vs The Clash” cover night.

Care of Public Enemy…check it. It’s got a hard Run DMC crush with a hot side of Flava. Embrace the facts.

Black is Back…

Welcome to the first installment of Cherrybomb’s greatest song covers of all time. This list may be updated at any time in order to accurately reflect the author’s current level of nostalgia, listening habits and blood alcohol level. Now tune in and turn it UP…

Mono Men – Kick out the Jams
The Mono Men (Seattle) are yet another incarnation of the great Dave Crider (The DT’s, Estrus Records God). Find this cover on “Ten Cool Ones” (1996). It’s full of sweet covers like “Return of the Rat” by The Wipers and “Run Chicken Run” by Link Ray. And while the Fro’ in the vid above does not belong to Mr. Crider, check out the MC5 performing a blistering version of KOTJ. They don’t actually start the song until about 3:20 but the jam up till that moment is one fucking incredible piece of thrashy madness.

Girlschool – 20th Century Boy
It’s hard to live up to the greatness that is Marc Bolan and T Rex but this cover sends me. Every girl should be as cool as they were. At least once…

Isabelle’s Gift – Prime Mover
Originally done by the mindfuckingly great Zodiac Mindwarp and The Love Reaction. If you just said “who?” don’t ever talk to me again. I mean it. Or you could just pick up a copy of “Snake Oil Super Charm – A Tribute to Zodiac Mindwarp and The Love Reaction.” And I mean it that too. I know a bunch of you read this in London so get your ass to Piccadilly and the Intrepid Fox on 12/8 and see ‘em LIVE . Unless The Fox is still closed in which case Mark Manning is gonna be pissed and he’s already a pretty angry guy. Or click the vid above to relive your my, uh, I mean your youth.

Rage Against The Machine – Pistol Grip Pump
Originally done by Volume 10. The original is so gangsta it makes ‘Fiddy look like Diddy. I was jawing about “Renegades” a few posts back and if you still don’t have it, get it. The cover of Dylan’s “Maggie’s Farm” was a close second for this list…

Dinosaur Jr. – Just Like Heaven
It’s almost better than the original. I also believe that Dinosaur Jr.’s J. Mascis totally out-freaks the crazy lipstick freak of Robert Smith any day.

Duran Duran – White Lines
This cover (complete with vox from with Grandmaster Flash) is as hot as the butter on your breakfast toast. Check it here complete with proof that MTV used to play videos…

Plasmatics – Stand By Your Man
It should be no surprise that there is a Plasmatics song on this list. You can download the Plasmatics remake of Tammy Wynett’s orginal with Lemmy Kilmister here

Tricky – Black Steele
Originally done by Public Enemy, Tricky brings a hypnotic twist to the hardcore that is PE.

The Ramones – What A Wonderful World
I love this song. It should be sung before every baseball game. Screw that other song they always sing.

Ratt – Walkin’ The Dog
Traci Guns (of LA Guns, one of Cherrybomb’s all time faves) sits in on this live vid with Ratt from ‘91. Warren DeMartini has his shirt off and I can’t really hear Stephen Pearcy. And it’s way too loud…just hows I likes it. WTD was originally recorded in 1964 by Sun Records alumni, Rufus Thomas.

Tom Waits – Sea Of Love
Better than the original. Get it on the stellar box full of Waits rarities, “Orphans”.Of course, there are some painfully obvious omissions to this list. Like Cash’s NIN cover, “Hurt” and The Clash’s “I Fought The Law” (how I left that off this list is still unclear to me but I should probably stop drinking before noon). What else did I miss? Tell me…

A gig in honor of Joe Strummer will take place at London’s Brixton JAMM on December 22, 2007, commemorating the fifth anniversary of Strummer’s untimely passing. ‘London Calling – Remembering Joe Strummer’ will feature musicians including Jamie T, Primal Scream bassist Mani, former Oasis member Bonehead and The Smiths‘ Andy Rourke.

Hey Jane…make sure you make it. London’s calling and you’re ears are in perfect, geographic proximity. And The Clash rule…

Thanks to NME for the link.

Here’s the vid for the new Snoop Dog song, “Sexual Seduction”. I’m gonna go out on a great, big appendage…uh, I mean limb..uh…I think I meant it right the first time so let’s just agree and say “Sexual Seduction” is the greatest song and video ever. And, just like hard rock, it’s so gonna get you laid. Trust me. And if it doesn’t, yeah…that makes you totally un-fuckable. I mean this song is the soundtrack for sex. Are you even still reading this?

Come on up and get down already…

This is not America.

Over 800 concentration camps are reported throughout the United States, all fully operational and ready to receive U.S. Prisoners who disagree with the government.

The camps have railroad facilities as well as roads leading to and from the detention facilities, many have airports. Like Auschwitz, some of the camps have airtight buildings and furnaces. The majority of the camps can each house a population of 20,000 prisoners. Currently, the largest of these facilities is just outside of Fairbanks, Alaska. The Alaskan facility is a massive “mental health” facility and can hold approximately 2 million people.

So I know this sounds like some movie you saw but it’s real. Pretty soon it’s gonna be like Brazil here. And I don’t mean the thong capital of the world, I mean the movie “Brazil” where everyone is either in jail or is living in fear of being put in jail. Which leads me back to another Bowie nugget…

I’m afraid of Americans.

Kevin Dubrow was found dead in his Vegas home on Sunday. Dubrow (second from the right) was 52 and was the front man for Quiet Riot. I can’t tell you how many times I saw that band back in the 80’s but I’m not ashamed to say it was more than twice. What I can say is I got nothing but respect for someone who had the honor to play with someone like Randy Rhoads.

Fly on Thunderbird…

Thanks to Perez Hilton for the link…

Fred Thompson I want to thank you. Until you truly embraced the power of your right handed mouth I only had John McCain and Rudy Giuliani to have fun with. I mean, Mitt burnt himself out so early with that dog on top of the car thing that he would have to run over a litter of disabled puppies to top that act.

Anyways, Fred has really been having a good couple of weeks. I mean, last week it was RTL getting behind his campaign and this week it’s media coverage of Thompson’s hard on for guns. I mean the second amendment. You know, the right to keep and bear arms to shoot people with? Okay. Let’s roll some sweet Heston sounding actor turned polimagician blah-blah from Fred:

“It’s a beautiful day in paradise,” Thompson said when greeted by one of the people packing the show’s aisles. He added that he “wished he could spend more time and money at the show”.

Thompson then went on to say that if elected he would guarantee a gun in every glove-box and an embryo in every womb brought to full-term. And since he didn’t get to do his “gun shopping” in South Carolina, Thompson stopped to do some shopping for his kids at a gun shop in New Hampshire. I’m not sure what kind of gift you get for a three-year old girl at a gun shop though. Maybe a custom Hello Kitty AK 47 and some pink bullets?

“I used to have my own skeet shoot,” Thompson boasted as he wandered through the gun shop and bought his children gifts. “Some of my opponents, you know, have a bad record or no records. I have a solid record. … I’m not embarrassed to remind anybody of it.”

Right. A solid record of voting no for running background checks at gun shows and voting against raising the minimum wage. Of course, all this coming from a man who believes that the Solar System is heating up…not the Earth.

Thanks to The Huffington Post for the link and Senator Fred Thompson for bringing the crazy with his cold, dead hands.

Last week during a campaign stop, Barack Obama spoke to a group of High (no pun intended) School students. Then, things got real when Obama taked honestly about his experimentation with drugs while growing up in Hawaii…:

“Junkie. Pothead. That’s where I’d been headed. You know, I made some bad decisions. You know, got into drinking. I experimented with drugs.”

And just because this made this news, doesn’t mean it’s new news. In his book from 2004, “Dreams from My Father” Obama wrote openly about his drug daze. Mostly he smoked marijuana and drank alcohol. When he could afford it, he would snort cocaine. Then, when he was nice and wasted he would say things like this…:

“I could push questions of who I was out of my mind, something that could flatten out the landscape of my heart, blur the edges of my memory.”

Whoa…that’s heavy. But I’m pretty sure Jim Morrison said that first. And just like any other teenage boy, when he wasn’t “out of his mind” on some sweet Thai Stick, Obama was thinking about sex. With girls…:

“I thought about girls a lot, I won’t lie. I will confess to you that I was kind of a goof-off in high school.”

Goof off? More like, weed smoking, junkie, alcoholic skirt chaser. He’s like the black JFK. Anyways, things got a little weirder when Rudy Guiliani chimed in about Obama’s “moment of clarity”:

“I respect his honesty in doing that,” Giuliani said. “I think that one of the things we need form our people who are running for office is not this pretense of perfection.”

But a nod of respect from Mr. High Infidelity himself (Guiliani’s got two divorces and one affair under his belt) isn’t really a compliment is it?

Dang…I love politricks…

Michael Lichtenstein made his directorial debut in 2006 with a movie called “Teeth”. “Teeth” is a movie about a girl with a set of teeth in her vagina. The movie poster kind of makes you think it might be some sort of comedy but I don’t need to tell you ain’t nothing funny or sexy about a toothy vag. And don’t google for images of a toothy vagina. Just don’t.

Man…I told you not to look at those pictures…what’s wrong with you?

And by now I’m certain you’re wondering, “How can I get my very own High-Pro Glow?” (like Wendy O above). Well, it’s easy. All you got to do is get the fuck out off that couch you’ve been sitting on since, lets say at least since Monday. Or maybe you’ve been there since Tuesday because that was the night the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving Special was on. That alone is cause for the beer bong and the Bong to come out and play on a weeknight. But what do I know…? I’m just midnight smoker looking for some action on a Saturday night…and you are too. Unless you’re still snogging with that after-dinner mint on your pillow. And yes, that totally makes you…well…boring and old. There I said it. YOU are boring and old. What the hell are you doing reading this blog? Living vicariously through my exploits? I’m so ready to tongue Saturday night right in the mouth, he can taste it.

Are you?

Friday, November 23rd:
Pretty Ugly
Holy Name Dropuouts
Hobo Libido
Hobo Libido does a cover of “Be Your Dog” and it kinda rocks. They sorta got the honey-come sludge me metal god thing down. Cherrybomb likey…

Saturday, November 24th:
Juliette and the Licks
Chop Suey

Sunday, November 25th:
Cancer Rising (CD Release)
Dyme Def
The Girls
The Valley
Chop Suey

Afroman
El Corazon
Because you get high.

Looking Ahead…

Wednesday, November 28th:
Suicidal Tendencies
Mike Muir is like the Latino godfather of punk. I think anyway. And where the fuck IS my Pepsi??? I love ST. Is it possible that Suicidal Tendencies has been a band for like 30 years? Fucks yeah ‘ boi ’cause Suicidal Rocks…

“Join the Army” of ST with me…resistance is futile.

Unless you’re in Taiwan. “Modern Toilet“, a restaurant in Taiwan that serves food in tiny toilets. Like ice-cream that looks like…well, you know what it looks like. Even the seats in Modern Toilet are actual shitters. I don’t know who would want to eat there but hey, people eat the shit at Hardee’s. And even though Hardee’s doesn’t serve their shit up on some mini-commode, they might sell more Happy Meals if they did. Don’t they sell Happy Meals? Never mind, I don’t really want to know…

Man…those wine bottles sure look happy to be alive. I know you won’t believe me but those boobs and that wine belong to Mamie Van Doren. The Mamie Van Doren. Playboy Playmate, 1954? Girlfriend is 76 people. And while I don’t actually know your grandmother, no way she looks that good unless she actually is Mamie Van Doren. Anyways, Maime has branched out into wine making and just launched her own line of Vino called “Mamietage“. The bottle’s label also peels away to reveal nude photos of Mamie so it truly is a party in a bottle for you and your hand. With that said, there are two things you cannot deny. Mamie Van Doren is still hot and boobs are totally awesome.

Thanks to the hotness that is Dlisted for the link…

On vacation visiting my friend Vagina Tree. Remember Vagina Tree? Yeah, me too. Okay, maybe I’m not really visiting Vagina tree. Maybe I’m in rehab somewhere in Tuscon and the whole Vagina Tree thing was just a wishful, jedi mind-trick my camera played on me and your eyes. But just because I’m currently detoxing my liver in the hope it may continue to sustain my booze-filled rock and roll lust for life, doesn’t mean you should stay in tonight…

Saturday, November 17th:

Gwar
The Showbox
Your inner Clap-Queen wants to come out and play…

Book Of Black Earth
The Comet

Rockabilly Burlesque
Jules Maes
Night number two in the Rockabilly takeover of Jules Maes…

Heavy Trash
The Fucking Eagles
Chop Suey
This is Cherrybomb’s pick for tonight. THE Jon Spencer (of Heavy Trash and The Jon Spence Blues Explosion) and The Fucking Eagles.

Now go on and get…I got a date with a Tree…

I love this game, don’t you? I pick a song then you say something like “I never heard of that”. And then I say something like, “this playlist is better than your playlist. It’s got 10 cars and a house in Ireland.”

Play it…

Frank Black - Threshold Aprehension
This is that song you love the minute you hear it (that’s Black Francis above spinning). Black Francis’s site is also quite possibly one of the best rock star sites out there.

Rob Sonic – Brand New Vandals
I shit you not, it’s hard to pick a fave from “Sabotage Gigante”…

Mclusky – KKKitchens
Man I miss Mclusky. KKKitchens is one of my favorite ways to spend 1:47.

The Go! Team – Titanic Vandalism
The Go! Team was playing when I crossed the finish line after my first 10K. Leading me to conclude that listening to The Go!Team not only makes you run fast but also makes you better looking.

The Cave Singers - Seeds of Night
Holy American Folk Music Revival. This is some beautiful, running through the fields stuff out of Seattle.

The Cult – Hollowman
A deep cut from one of the best records of 1985.

Earl Greyhound – S.O.S.
Feel the Earl…

Nick Cave – Into My Arms
Sigh…Nick Cave. I’m completely obsessed with Mr. Cave. New record set for 2008. Tour included.

The Church - Metropolis
One of Cherrybomb’s favorite bands. Foreverever…

Cheap trick – Get Some Action
Okay, I listen to this song before every night out. ‘Cause I gotta get down.

Common – The Game
Finding Forever is one of the best hip-hop records to hit on a national level in a while. When I say “in a while”, I mean since Talib Qwelli hit. Not Kanye. You dig?

Police Teeth – Tetsuo II Body Hammer
See yet another great band out of Bellingham. Police Teeth has a cd release for “Jazz Records For Sale” at The Comet in Seattle on Friday with Plaster and The Ruby Doe. Do not miss this show. Don’t believe me? Check the vid below…

Nirvana – Scentless Apprentice
In Utero makes me want to smash your car up.

Shim – Satisfied
Great local band. Unbelievable single. I am drinking my beer and eating my steak. And listening to Shim. I too, am satisfied.

Simian Mobile Disco – Hustler
Immediate hook, reel and keep you on this one.

Rage Against The Machine – Pistol Grip Pump
Shut the fuck up this record rules. If there is a better “cover” record than “Renegades” I never heard it. Even if you email me and tell me that you heard one better, I still won’t believe it. Fuck you…I’m Housin’…

Lynyrd Skynyrd – All the songs they don’t play on the radio
I was talking to a friend recently about the horror of commercial radio and what do you do when you work a job where the radio is on. We both determined the same thing. Lynyrd Skynyrd’s catalog is awesome. Although listening to your basic classic rock station would lead you to believe that the only songs Skynyrd ever recorded are “Gimmie Three steps” “Saturday Night Special” and “Freebird”. Then we had a loud conversation about the Pink Floyd track, “Wish you were here”. I still think hearing that song four times in the same week is enough to make you slit your wrists, but if you love something, four times is never enough, right? And that brings us back to the original point of this post.

SKYNYRD RULES…

Well of course you immediately think of the word “right” when you think of Senator Fred Thompson. Or you might remember Fred as that guy on “Law and Order”. Or you might be saying “who the hell is that old dude in the news”. Until now even I was mostly debating why Right Fred is in this whole thing to begin with. You know, is Fred an actor -turned -politician-type douche or a completely evil, embryo-kissing-actor-turned politician type douche. Confused like me? Well then…let’s clear things up.

At least you won’t be confused by Freddy “Steady” Thompson’s ultra-conservative voting record. If elected, Thompson has openly stated his intent to overturn Roe vs Wade. He’s practically the poster child for Right To Life. No wonder RTL endorsed Thompson on Tuesday. And with that said, I believe we are clear,

Which brings me to the second point of this post. Currently, Fred Thompson is running somewhere around 6th in “the polls” (if you believe in polls) and he has Cancer. And while I’m not sure an endorsement by Right To Life is gonna get anyone into the White House, I’m pretty sure Fred’s dancing days are coming to a close. But don’t feel sad for Fred, at least his wife is hot.

I mean, hot for him anyways (meet Jeri, wife of Fred, mother of his child, above). I think that sideways nod might be some sort of secret “help me Criss Angel” mind signal that she is being held against her will. Held by huge of bags full of money and the possibility of re-decorating the White House in early Shabby Chic. Whatever that means.

With that said, I guess being Rich and Right isn’t all it cracked up to be. Besides, I might not be rich (yet) and for sure I’m not swinging to right (it totally makes you look fat) and I (absolutely) might curse (a blue streak) and drink (like a hobo under a bridge) way too much (way too much), one things for sure (being drunk is FUN!). You got to bet it all on blue. And not just because it’s my favorite color. It’s because blue ain’t goin’ down this time.

And Cherrybomb got a wicked Left hook…

I love Beth. Girlfriend puts her money where her mouth is. She will also projectile vomit on you if you are a gay-basher. Beth recently said that she put her finger down her throat and purposely made herself puke on some kids that were making crude, homophobic comments to her.

Ready, set, BLEEEEAAAAACH…:

“Looking back, it might not have been the most hygienic or healthy approach, but I considered it a political tactic more than revenge per se, and it certainly was very, very effective!”

“I’d still say the question – to puke, or not to puke – was up for debate, but it did give me a certain sense of relief, and I can’t say I’ve ever regretted it.”

Well, everyone has a sense of relief after they barf. Of course, barfing on someone because they called you a queer provides not only relief from the bed spins, it also sends a pretty clear message. If you are a homophobe, you deserve to be covered in Beth Ditto’s vomit.

Thanks to the super-celebrity regurgitation power of Dlisted for the link.

The 4th Annual Northwest Death Fest 2007 starts at 11:00 am on Saturday, November 17th. And while Cherrybomb thinks 11:00 am is a little early for death to come calling (mostly because it involves getting out of bed before noon), if you’re a fan of the dark side you won’t want to miss this chance to see bands like Iquinok (complete with corpse paint), Full Frontal Assault, Rutah (super Black and super Dead), and Embryonic Devourment all on the same bill.

Doors at Studio 7 open at 10:30 am. Tickets are $10 now and $12 day of show.

If you can’t make it to the show, check out “Rate My Corpse Paint“. It’s the equivalent of “Hot or Not” for the dead kids. And if you think this scene is just about burning churches and eating babies, read “Lords of Chaos – The Bloody Rise of the Satanic Underground“. As Sleazegrinder personally handed me my own copy last Christmas he said “this is the best book I have ever read“. “Lords” is a deep cut into the depths of Metal with theosophical introspection that will blow your mind. I liked it so much I read it twice.