Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Ich and du, dead and living, now and then, cost-inflating and convenience-multiplying. Free Whatever are the here and there of swap rock, hs jam and soft coptronica; definitely crit's pics. "We love the innovation, dedication and gung-ho team analytic goal-oriented attitude of this project group—nothing short of a great investment here." -Front Office. Flesheating mallpigs score waves or die.
Old Skull by Free Whatever
Saturday, March 27, 2010
dANA presents a chunk of the life pink and green: Extremely Fun Party & More. Get lost in the garden of love and blow chunks at the stars. Recordings spanning late 08 to early/mid-09, contents are (like) a conference of various personae, Tim Allen-Seinfeld and Harold Faltermeyer in attendance. Kill your idols or slime them in effigy, you decide.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Big Apple, March 13, 2010, 3 a.m.: Catch some scrambulated waves bounced off Perry's blue steel brain-plate directly to your dish. Somebody mustve toasted the illegal cable box before the show because Luke's face was all like morphed-out and he didn't look at all like he did on my mom's TV but it's cool anyway, I'm just glad I got to catch his set before they bagged his face. Luckily I copped this bootleg recording with these killer wet-wired mic implants i got. Stay wired for more live sets from the Mind Ripper's Ball
Live at the Mindripper's Ball by Ron Axl
Sunday, March 14, 2010
A rip-ride for eternal highschool, Mind Rippers is the best of the best in the world of the numb and the dumb: Nick the "Speculator" Gold, Rx-Luke "Perry" Axl, and C.H. "Romcom" OS. Three heart-and-mind kind of guys pool together inflamed passions on a rip of Ron Howard's center core; a mnemonic revelation of the code lining 1991's "Backdraft". Enjoy a taste—this and more rides to be committed to cassette soon.
Backdraft by Mind Rippers
Monday, March 8, 2010
We would like to present an outstanding moment in these pre-otopian times: a piece of the new (as of June 2009) mega-supergroup, Cruisin. Like, if Frank Sinatra was Powerman 5000 and they had a kid, on acid. This is what it's like when worlds colitis; sinus sludge with princely luster, diamonds with pearls, hope with change, pepsi with coke. Try Cruisin Right Away®, with their tune "Outstanding Miracles":