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Album Review: Revolution Radio

I first became a Green Day fan when “Dookie” was released back in 1994. Now, over 20 years later, I’m jamming on another great album by them.

I appreciate that as artists they continue to push their own envelope by putting out something different while maintaining their sound. If you hear a Green Day song, you know it’s a Green Day song. Yet they’ve done everything from Punk to Rock Opera to an album that came across as more of an Unplugged album, and everything has been awesome.

I loved everything they put out from their two Lookout! Records albums up to “American Idiot.” I love “American Idiot,” but I didn’t want another one. So I didn’t bother listening to anything after that, until a couple weeks ago when I first heard “Bang Bang” on the radio, and I was hooked again.

As soon as it was available I acquired myself a copy of “Revolution Radio” and gave it a listen. I’m still listening. And listening.


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What They Be Doin’ Now? Crash Test Dummies

I didn’t want to do these back to back, but I have nothing to write about and I want to write. So here we go with another episode of Where The Fuck They At Now, Bitch?

This time around I’m picking everyone’s favorite Canadian band from the ’90s, the Crash Test Dummies!

I remember how I came to be a fan. I hadn’t heard anything on the radio, but I was a regular visitor to a music store in Forest Fair Mall, just north of Cincinnati. As of right now I can’t remember the name of the store, but I remember exactly where it was. I also have quite a few other stories about that store.

It was the store where I first bought a Green Day album. My buddy, The Cinema Sadist, had turned me on to Green Day right after “Dookie” came out. It wasn’t a hit right away, and he bought it and brought it to my house to listen to. It wasn’t until about a week later that they were getting radio play and people were quickly jumping on the band wagon.

He went to a record store afterward and saw they had two other albums out. These were the two Lookout! released albums before they got major label backing and became the band you know now. He had picked up the first one, “1,000 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours.” My dad took me to the store I mentioned above where I saw that one and the other, “Kerplunk.” I figured since my buddy had the first, I’d get “Kerplunk,” and that’s when I got that and “Dookie.” ON CASSETTE.

It was also where I got one of the first AC/DC shirts I ever owned.


It was also where I decided I wasn’t going to listen to Ace Of Bass.

It was ALSO where I discovered the Crash Test Dummies. Oh right, back to them.

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What They Be Doin’ Now? The Presidents of the United States of America

Welcome to a new piece that I’ve been trying to get started for well over a year now. This is my version of Where Are They Now? It’s called What They Be Doin’ Now? and the premise is one you’ve heard before. It all started when one day I heard a song by a 90s band I hadn’t heard in a long time, and it made me wonder what they were up to now. If they had survived, if they hadn’t. If the members went their separate ways and joined other bands. Because as we all know, especially of those 90s born bands, they were once Kings but are now… eh? …eh?

Sure we know Pearl Jam is still around and kicking, because they’re never going to go anywhere. Green Day is still going strong, for the most part. The Foo Fighters are still, in my opinion, one of the greatest rock bands of all time, and thank the gods above they’re still rocking hard.

But what about the rest of them? I’m sure they got fans out there still wanting to see them play. So are they touring? Recording? No matter the answer, I’m almost always surprised by what I find out, and this one is no different.
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25 Songs, Day 13

A song that reminds me of a former friend.

I don’t really have former friends, just friends I don’t talk to anymore. This might be tough. I’m sure at some point I pissed someone off and we were no longer friends from then on. I just don’t know…

OH! It just came to me. I used to work at a butcher shop. The guy who owned and ran it, my boss, was an old friend of mine. We grew up together, having become friends in the second grade, and our friendship lasted all the way to graduation.

After graduation he did his things and I went off to do mine. Sadly we never really spoke or hung out after that, but we did run into each other every now and then and exchanged pleasantries. And then one day we became friends on Facebook and he saw I was unemployed. He called me up and offered me a job.

To be fair, he did say my boss would be an asshole. I had to question him on that, to make sure he was talking about himself. He said he was.

The problem with working with him was, he’s bipolar and doesn’t know it. We’d have great times in the shop, because eventually we were the only two working together, from open to close, five days a week. I saw him more than I saw my wife.

In that time I learned quite a bit. He wasn’t the same person I went to school with and hung out with. Well, he was when he was in a good mood. But then a hat would drop, as the saying goes, and he’d be the biggest dickhead in the world. For no reason that I could see, other than he just was. He didn’t care if he was rude to customers, or if customers heard him yelling at me over nothing. He didn’t care.

His business was floundering because nobody really wanted to deal with him. I had three different regular customers, on three different days, tell me they only shopped there because I was there. One specifically told me if she had to deal with my boss every time she came in she wouldn’t shop there. And I got it. He wasn’t personable.

He yelled at me all the time for talking to customers. “They want to come in, get their stuff and get out. They don’t want to be talking all day.” That’s what he thought, and that’s how he treated them. He’d get their shit and that was it. Not so much as a smile most of the time.

Oh, I could go on and on about this guy and likely will in another post dedicated just to his shit. Let’s just say there were many days when I should have broke his face for talking to me the way he did, but I didn’t, because I needed the job. And honestly, working with him wasn’t so bad when he was in a good mood. But during the maybe 30% of the time he was in a bad mood, it was worse than the 70% of the time he was in a good mood.

As far as not breaking his face… I told him and he told me… we were friends outside of the work place, but at work he was my boss and I was his employee. Sure, I get that. But never mind needing the job, I didn’t break his face because he was my friend. As a friend he shouldn’t have been talking to me like he did, but whatever. Maybe I held his friendship higher than he held mine.

So if outside of work we were friends and not co-workers, then how is it after he fired me he removed me from his friends list on Facebook? Oh, I thought we weren’t friends at work, asshole. We haven’t spoken since, and his store went out of business. I wonder why.

With that said, here’s my song to him. Oh yeah, I’m definitely going to write a piece about him. I’ve been putting it off for too long and now I’m all pissed off.

If it matters to you, the lyrics in this aren’t entirely right.

They aren’t:
I’m taking pleasure in the doubts I pass to you,
So listen up cause you might miss…

They are:
I’m taking pleasure in announcing this to you,
So listen up as you bite this.