Three copies of this DVD have been provided by our pals over at Universal Music to give away. The task is simple: Name (link to if possible) an album COVER that includes a naked bum on it. Male, female…this contest swings both ways. We’ve installed a PlugIn called “Comment Timeout” and have set the comments to close at a time only known to us here in The Back Office. As this contest is pretty much automated the Guest Judge will be…
Keith Richards‘ autobiography, Life, is due October 26. In an effort to show just how smart Townspeople are and how able we are to move beyond cliched rock journalism and blog discussion, why don’t you see if you can use the time from now until the book’s release to tell us something we don’t already know about Keef, something off the beaten path, something fresh and insightful? Why wait until Keef tells us himself – if he even does get around to telling us something we don’t already know?
The Townsperson who tells us the Most Interesting Previously Unknown Fact or Anecdote about Keef – true or not – will be awarded a copy of the man’s new book! This contest runs through 11:59 pm EST, October 25, 2010. Contestants will be judged on Originality, Historical relevance, Avoidance of well-established Richards cliches (eg, Jack Daniels, blood transfusions, fights with Mick), etc.
A special message from our Celebrity Judge follows the jump!
No, not me.
Sometimes life gives you a clear choice between two alternatives. So, too, does rock and roll. There are many examples of rock lyrics in which the narrator is faced with clear-cut decision. Probably the best known (probably because he goes on and on about it) takes place between Meat Loaf (that’s Mr. Loaf to the New York Times) and Ellen Foley in the backseat of Meat’s car: “So what’s it gonna be, boy, yes or no?” We all know how that turns out.
Checking into this further it seems like it is more common for the narrator to just present the choices and leave it to the listener to determine the outcome. Here’s an interesting dilemma posed by Brandon Flowers:
“Are we human or are we dancer?”
I would have to go with human. Have you ever seen those chained up dancing bears in the Russian circus?
Or even the funky robots in the Beastie Boys videos?
Non-human dancers are just creepy. Stick with human and you can still dance if you feel motivated to do so.
So, what are some more examples of the either/or choice in rock. And what decision would you make given the facts as presented?
"Would you like a carob shake with that order?"
The journalistic artist feature article conceit of beginning the piece with a description of the artist’s meal in whatever swank LA/NYC/London eaterie has long bugged me. Do I in any way care that Brian Wilson was eating a “turkey Reuben” and sipping a “diet Dr. Brown’s soda” while discussing his new album of Gershwin covers with some hack from Rolling Stone? Do I learn anything other than the fact that a) Wilson’s a wimp for eating a turkey Reuben and b) the diet soda’s not going to offset jamming any kind of Reuben down his throat? I think not.
But maybe I’m wrong. Maybe these artists actually rock what they eat.
Please describe the meal and drink that any or all of the following artists would be “munching on” at a hip LA/NYC/London eaterie not if but when you interview them for Rock Town Hall.
As a bonus question, what would be caked in Walter Becker’s Beard?
I look forward to your responses.
What I’m looking for here is a list of songs that you feel best encompasses each of the Seven Deadly Sins.
In case you’ve forgotten them, the sins are Pride, Greed, Wrath, Envy, and my three personal favorites, Sloth, Gluttony, and Lust.
The most creative answer will be determined by a special blue ribbon panel of judges and will be awarded the coveted RTH No-Prize.
We spend a lot of time and energy around here being ever-so-slightly cleverer than the rest of the rock blog world — and that’s usually a good thing. But sometimes you just want some editorial comfort food — something reasonably filling, and vaguely tasty. Something tried and true. Something like… a KRAZY KAPTION KONTEST!
Rules are simple enough: following is a selection of funny fotos from around the web. Your job is to assign a KRAZY KAPTION to as many of them as you please. Of course, as in all things RTH, your KRAZY KAPTION must reference the Rock. For extra credit:
Winning captions will be chosen by Mr. Moderator, and proudly displayed on our front page for, oh, at least a day. Of course, all winners receive the coveted RTH No-Prize.
I look forward to your KRAZY KAPTIONS.
HVB
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In a recent thread, Townsman misterioso posted a link in his Comment to the above Loggins and Messina video, with the following challenge:
If you can get through this clip, in which Loggins and Messina approach Mike Love levels of pseudo-playful loathsomeness, without wanting to punch someone, then mister you’re a better man than I.
A few Townspeople have already watched this thing and have confirmed misterioso’s apt description! I finally got time to view it, but not even I could make it all the way through. I had to bail around the 2:05 mark, when the camera catches Messina’s butt at an unnaturally protruded, Carl Wilson angle. I’m not a better man than misterioso. Are you?
Can you handle a competing version of this horrible song…after the jump? Continue reading »
