Friday, December 15, 2017

Don't Try This at Home!

From 2017, and their just released eponymous album, please enjoy the pride of New Jersey, AKA Mike Daly and the Planets, and their haunting ode to exactly what it sounds like -- "Kill a Clown (No, Not Really)."

Okay, actually this song has been around for a couple of years, but the album is new, so forgive me.

In any case, you can find out more about these guys -- including where to purchase their CD -- over HERE. Trust me -- this is guitar-driven power pop and general rock-and-roll of a very high order indeed.

Oh, and BTW, Mike --

-- thanks for the t-shirt. I shall wear it proudly.

Have a great weekend, everybody!

Thursday, December 14, 2017

Pat DiNizio 1955-2017

I heard the news of his passing only a few hours after Wendy and I had decided to get tickets for an upcoming Smithereens show at B. B.B. Kings.

A great musician and one of the nicest guys I ever knew. He and the 'Reens changed my life, literally.

True story: Before his band got signed, Pat was working in some capacity at Folk City in the Village; one of his co-workers was friend of PowerPop Ronnie D'Addario (aka the father of the Lemon Twigs). One day Pat asked Ronnie if he wanted to write a song together, which Ronnie thought was a good idea, and so the two of them repaired to Pat's apartment and they sat around with acoustic guitars throwing out ideas. The following conversation, which I reproduce verbatim, ensued.

PAT: (playing a riff): Holy shit. Did you hear that?


PAT (plays riff again): This.

RONNIE: Uh...what?

PAT (plays riff again): Isn't that great? Wow -- it's almost like "Ticket to Ride."

RONNIE: Uh, IS "Ticket to Ride.

Rest in peace, my friend.

UPDATE: Friend of PowerPop Phil Cheese just forwarded me this.

Pat's signature on my guitar from 50 Winters Later Festival, Clear Lake, Iowa 2009. How appropriate that Pat is surrounded by Tommy Allsup, Joe Ely, Graham Nash, and Peter Asher.

Words fail me.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

God Fucking Damn It

Pat DiNizio of The Smithereens has passed away at the age of 62.

I am devastated.

More tomorrow, if I can get it together.

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

Closed for Monkey Legal Business

Been accused of sexual assault of The Incomparable Eddie© for some reason.

Obviously, it's absurd. And fortunately, my high-priced attorney is on it.

Regular totally innocent posting resumes tomorrow.

Monday, December 11, 2017

Programming Notes From All Over

Courtesy of our pal, ace DJ Wayne Lundqvist Ford, our new Floor Models masterpiece will be airing on a fabulous syndicated radio show.

Next weeks show all ready to blow your ears and mind! First airing out of Toronto, Canada on Monday at 3pm GMT, 4pm CET. — with Mikah Wilson, The Lemonaids, The Reigning Monarchs, Vanilla, The Wellingtons, The Stems, * Wide Hips 69 *, Dany Laj and The Looks, The Smart Folk, Teenage Fanclub, The Floor Models, The Britemores, The Reaction, The Why oh why's, The Hum Hums, Doojip, Tommy Keene, Gift Horse, Lyres and Stupidity.

That's 3pm East Coast time, by the way. At

If you miss it, the show will be archived; we'll keep you posted when it's up.

Friday, December 08, 2017

Annals of Chutzpah (An Occasional Series)

And speaking as we were yesterday of my old garage band chums The Weasels, I don't know if I've told you guys that I'm actually in the process of putting together a Weasels best-of album that will be available for purchase both in physical CD and online form.

It's going to be called Crimes Against Humanity: Greatest Hits 1973-2016.

And it will include this Firesign Theatre-esque promo -- titled "This Album Sells Itself" -- just to show we don't take ourselves too seriously.

I should add that the special effects on that were all pre-digital. I'm particularly fond of the toilet flushes and the toy machine gun noises.

Have a great weekend, everybody.

Thursday, December 07, 2017

Somewhere in Hell, Lee Atwater is Laughing His Ass Off

Attentive readers may recall that last March I purchased a Danelectro 12-string guitar...

...that cost a third of what a Rickenbacker goes for and turns out to be a lot easier to play. I've been in the studio of late with the Floor Models and our ace guitarist J.D. Goldberg used it to put down a McGuinn-esque track on the new song we're working on that has blown my tiny mind; as soon as we're finished, I will of course share it with you guys.

But in the meantime, I am so depressed and angry over the stupidity of the Democratic Party in allowing the Acorning of Al Franken that I am almost beside myself.

So here is a new song by my garage band chums The Weasels, featuring the aforementioned Danelectro...

...that has given me a little comfort.

I'm playing the first half of the solo (up to when the harmonica comes in); the other credits include the song's composer Glenn Leeds on vocals, drum programming and the rest of the 12-string stuff, and Alan Weissman on bass.


Oh, and in the meantime fuck you Chuck Schumer and Kirsten Gillbrand. By which I mean with a rusty chainsaw.

Wednesday, December 06, 2017

It Came From Music City!!!

And speaking as we were last week of all-around Renaissance dude and friend of PowerPop Gwil Owen...

...formerly of Nashville alt-rockers The Thieves...

...please enjoy his quite splendidly Revolver-ish "She Doesn't Love You."

What a cool song; I really need to cover that with my garage band chums The Weasels one of these days.

BTW, when I described Gwil as a Renaissance dude, I wasn't kidding; apart from his marvelous music, he also has turned into a quite splendid and critically acclaimed collage artist.

You can see more of his work HERE.

Tuesday, December 05, 2017

Closed for Medical Monkey Business

Hey, I'm old. All I do these days is see doctors.

Nothing serious, but between being poked and prodded and continuing work on my mom's apartment, I just couldn't get it together today.

Regular and extremely healthy postings resume on the morrow.

Monday, December 04, 2017

Coelacanth Discovered in Toronto!

Actually, something even rarer, that I frankly didn't even know still existed.

An indie record store. In Canadia -- home of Rush, Gino Vanelli and Ed the Sock -- no less.

Long time readers may recall that back in 2011, I posted something about a similar emporium in Hackensack, N.J., my then home town.

Which, BTW, I am happy to report is still there. By which I mean the store AND the town.

In any event, KOPS RECORDS stalwart Chris Edwards, who has been following my poor scribblings since the STEREO REVIEW days, has been hipping me of late to some interesting music that I have, in turn, passed along to everbody else who hangs here. And to express my gratitude, I recently sent him some CDs by the fabulous Floor Models.

Which occasioned the literary effort by Chris below. Please enjoy.


The setting: A radio studio at Abbey Road.

JOHN LENNON: ... yes, and the really special thing about these Floor Models CDs is that they're actually SEALED.

PAUL McCARTNEY: Yeah, I mean normally when I think of a floor model, I think of something sort of open & accessible, you know, something that people can test out and kind of... get a feel for. It IS very unusual to find a floor model that's SHRINK-WRAPPED.

LENNON (aside): Well, I've rapped a lot to my shrink over the last few years, as you know.

McCARTNEY (deadpanning): Excuse me, John. This segment IS actually about the Floor Models, not Primal Scream.

(Laughter from studio audience)

LENNON: Yes, you're quite right.

McCARTNEY: Well, one thing I'd like to say. I haven't heard this band's music yet, but I already feel a bit of empathy for them. I mean, they titled one of their songs "Letter From Liverpool", after our home town.

LENNON: I noticed that, too. (Deadpanning) Yes, we've got a "Letter From Liverpool", a package from New Jersey and an e-mail from Canada. I'm not sure how all this happened but I think somebody should have taken that left turn at Albuquerque.

(Laughter from studio audience)

LENNON (continuing): Well, our producer's just told me that they've taken the shrink-wrap OFF one of the Floor Models and now we can actually hear the song Paul just mentioned. So let's all give a listen to the Floor Models, "Letter From Liverpool", through the miracle of radio waves.


I should add that after the Senate passed that America-killing tax bill on Friday, a certain Shady Dame and I decided to move to Canada on the condition that Chris adopt us. So far, he's still thinking about it.