Playing you songs. Getting dressed up for no reason. Trainwrecks. Semi's. Minor automobile repair. I do impressions of a handful of people really well. Making strange sounds with my mouth. Making strange sounds with anything. Museums. Opening doors, offering my help. Heyyyy, wait a minute...I am chivalrous. Augusto Cesar Sandino. Fedora's. hookers in Sub-Saharan Africa. Getting off my high horse. National Geographic. Adbusters. Jack Kerouac (we have the same birthday). 808 drums. I can fucking dance. Surfing Mike Boyle's truck (please?). Goddess dressing. Arthur Magazine. Tour Buses. RV's kick ass. Vice Guide to Travel. Fancy shoes, not so fancy shoes. Air rifles. Jamming with strangers. Trying to convince people who have obvious noticeable talent for anything across the artistic spectrum that they should quit their job. Vintage Guitars and effects pedals. elevendy. going to the ima and being really loud on accident. 16mm footage of african ceremonial dancing. blowing up a on steel whistle in a foriegn street parade. Finding instruments at thirft stores. 100 steel drums hitting major chords in 1-4-5 progression while drums made from tree trunks boom like they were supposed to. remembering the time when my friends took off their shirts and fought in the middle of the road for fun, "fuck it dude, this is fountain square, poh-lice aint gowna care." and they didn't. the end.
Music
Dean Martin. THE CLASH (every album, any song). Johnny Cash. My own shit. Muddy Waters.Oneida. The Who. Lou reed. Conway Twitty. The Pixies. The Breeders. Frank Black Francis. Buddy Holly. The Misfits.Howlin' Wolf. Bo Diddley. Band of Bees. Curtis Mayfield. Rick James. Billy Childish. T Rex. Woody Guthrie. Wu-Tang Clan. Hank Williams Sr. PJ Harvey. Grampall Jookabox Leadbelly. America owns the moon. Patsy Cline. Mirah. The New York Dolls. Stevie Wonder. Public Enemy. The Oblivians. Bruce Springsteen. People under the stairs. Dr. Alimantado (the best dressed chicken in town, thank you Antonio). Regina Spektor. Sister Rosetta Tharpe. Odetta. Tom Waits. Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros. Big Audio Dynamite. The delfonics. Can. Tom Petty. Lee Perry. Zero Boys. Dillinger. Leonard Cohen. Serge Gainsbourg. Congotronics. World inferno friendship society. Motorhead. MC5. N.W.A. Bjork. Modern Lovers. Parliament. Murder on the Dancefloor. Outkast. J Clydes Trio. ELVIS COSTELLO. The Ronettes. Mahalia Jackson. Wes Montgomery. The Supremes. France Gall. OTIS REDDING. Stonelove Sound Clash. Almost any live sound clash from Jamaica. Jeff Buckley. Oingo Boingo. David Bowie. Gang of Four. Ministry. Buju Banton. The Strokes. Suicide. Whiskeytits. The Hives. Afrika Bambatta and the SoulSonic Force. Desmond Dekker. The Specials. James Brown. Billy Joel. Metric. Joanna Newsom. The Jackson 5. Wilson Pickett. Chuck Berry. Blackalicious. T.V. on the radio. Bauhaus (actually only Bela Lugosi's dead). Grampall Jookabox. Jorma. The Black Lips. King Khan and the Shrines.
Books
Buncha Bukowski. Too much, methinks. Women are all whores!! Yes, too much.
Heroes
Joe Strummer. alan Vega. John Lennon. Lee Scratch Perry. Kim Deal.Stephen Colbert.
SISTER ROSETTA THARPE
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#1. The Queers, Teenage Rehab, Cute Lepers, Poison Arrows
10:30 PM, Saturday March 28, The Melody Inn, $10
Punk Rock Night teams up with Punk Shots, a local punk rock photo/promotions group, to welcome The Queers to Indy’s long running punk showcase. Their 1993 album “Love Songs for the Retarded” is considered a classic of the pop punk style as it paved the way for other pop punk acts like Green Day and Blink 182. The group’s newest album is due later this year. Teenage Rehab, Cute Lepers, and Poison Arrows share opening duties.