Tin Machine

"Fun Time"- Iggy Pop and David Bowie
The relationship between these two can never be explained. At least we received many groundbreaking albums out of the deal.
Day 14 of 25 Days of Bowie

Wonderland

Let the World Turn

Without further ado, here is the March playlist. Add one part Warriors, two parts sad pedal steel guitar, and one half of soul and you've got some classics.

1)Let the World Turn- Death

2)Ain't It Fun- Rocket from the Tombs

3)The Stars (Are Out Tonight)- David Bowie

4)Rock n' Roll Victim- Death

5)Little Queen- Heart

6)Storms Never Last- Waylon Jennings

7)Kill City- Iggy Pop

8)A Soldier's Burden- Brett Detar

9)The World is Going Up in Flames- Charles Bradley

10)These Eyes- The Guess Who

11)Shadowplay- Joy Division

12) City of Lakes- Matt Mays

13)We've Got a Bigger Problem Now- The Dead Kennedys

14) 5 Days in May- Blue Rodeo

15) In the City- Joe Walsh

Eyes Wide Open

Still can't believe this happened.

"Wild Child"- Iggy Pop on, ugh, American Idol.

The Rock and Roll Myth

I couldn't figure out what was so appealing to me about Rock and Roll for the longest time. It wasn't my childhood. I was raised on country music. It wasn't the music itself. Some of it, I could do without.

So I dug and dug into my soul and I have finally figured it out: it's the myth, the legend that accompanies each band that I worship that draws me in.

When I listen to Led Zeppelin, I am convinced Robert Plant is singing to me, telling me that he wants to be my "backdoor man."

When I hear the Stones, I buy into their excessive boozy image. I buy into the heroin mythology of Keith and the mystery that surrounds Brian Jones death.

When Freddie Mercury hits those insanely high notes, he is sharing in my search to find "Someone to Love."

When Iggy Pop carouses around the stage freaking out on drugs, and rubs peanut butter on his chest, he embodies my sense of adventure.

Rock and Roll says everything I want to say. It says "I fucking hate you", "I love you", "I want to sleep with you", and "I want nothing to do with you". It says everything that is hidden deep below the surface.

So when I put on a Who track, like "Behind Blue Eyes" I really do mean, what is going down behind my blue eyes. I connect with it more than any other type of music no matter how carnal it is.

It's much like what Penny Lane says in Almost Famous (see previous post) when you get lonely, you go to a record store and visit your friends. I really do feel like Mick Jagger is a friend of mine. That I understand the inner workings of Gram Parsons, that Jimmy Page and I connect on a spiritual level.

Rock and Roll myth is that the Rock Stars get you. They understand you. They are your friends. So when I listen to the Doors, I say to myself: "He may not love me but Jim Morrison sure as hell does..."

Arctic Eyes- Past and Present

Uncle Iggy.

That's right.

Iggy Pop.

Shiver For Me Now...

There is no way pictures can do this man justice.

Anthony Kiedis

The Rock God who they say

suffers from Iggy Pop syndrome,

which is not at all a bad thing.

One of my fav. vocalists and performers.

He has the stamina of a stallion,

the charm of a snake,

and the body of Michelangelo's "David".

Since 7th grade I've had it bad

and I know that I will always swoon.

Heavier Than Air

Today is the 10th anniversary of something very special.

Ten years ago today one of the top albums of all time

"Relationship of Command" was released by At the Drive-In.

In honour of the anniversary, Cedric Bixler-Zavala

is today's Rock God.

There is no one quite as sexy as this beautiful man.

The way he struts around stage in a silk shirt.

I happened to run into him before a show 3 years ago

and I almost passed out at the sight

of his fro and double denim ensemble.

I was so spell bound I didn't even think of asking

him to pose for a picture.

Seeing Cedric on stage is as close as I will get

to seeing Led Zeppelin perform.

He is like a time bomb exploding

on stage.

No one has stage presence like Cedric

except maybe Iggy Pop.

Also,Cedric has serious mike throwing skills.

See him in action here:

The Passenger

When I think about the future

I don't think about marriage

Two cars and two kids.

I really just think about a partner in crime

a companion

a passenger.

Some to ride along with me down

the Moonlight mile.

That's all that I want.

I am the passenger and I ride and I ride

I ride through the city's backsides

I see the stars come out of the sky

Yeah, the bright and hollow sky

You know it looks so good tonight

I am the passenger

I stay under glass

I look through my window so bright

I see the stars come out tonight

I see the bright and hollow sky

Over the city's ripped backsides

And everything looks good tonight

Singing la la la la la

Get into the car

We'll be the passenger

We'll ride through the city tonight

We'll see the city's ripped backsides

We'll see the bright and hollow sky

We'll see the stars that shine so bright

Stars made for us tonight

Oh, the passenger

How, how he rides

Oh, the passenger

He rides and he rides

He looks through his window

What does he see?

He sees the sign and hollow sky

He sees the stars come out tonight

He sees the city's ripped backsides

He sees the winding ocean drive

And everything was made for you and me

All of it was made for you and me

'Cause it just belongs to you and me

So let's take a ride and see what's mine

Singing la la la la

Oh the passenger

He rides and he rides

He sees things from under glass

He looks through his window side

He sees the things that he knows are his

He sees the bright and hollow sky

He sees the city sleep at night

He sees the stars are out tonight

And all of it is yours and mine

And all of it is yours and mine

So let's ride and ride and ride and ride

Oh, oh, Singing la la la la lalalala

Your Pretty Face Is Going To Hell

Fucking Iggy Pop

Who is more Rock and Roll

and bad-ass bitch

than him?

Who else smears peanut butter on their chest

as an act of defiance?

This is the beginning of the Rock Gods segment

sure to bring a scream of ecstasy to

young girls everywhere.

And it is also the beginning of

the revamping of Thyme Warp as we know it...

Search and Destroy

I'm a street walking cheetah

with a heart full of napalm

I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb

I am the worlds forgotten boy

The one who searches

and destroys

He's Such a Charmer, Oh No..

You know those charming types.

Those ones that have such white, shimmering smiles that you want to knock their teeth out because they are too perfect.

Their smile is so infectious that you start to smile while thinking about how their smile is so disgustingly beautiful.

Yes, those charming ones that look deep into your eyes when they talk to you, making you feel that you have their ultimate attention at that moment in space in time.

They are so convincingly sincere that it's repulsive.

You probably know one of those charming folks.

I'm lucky and cursed to know one and be in close proximity with them day in and day out.

I'm constantly in limbo whether to fall in love with this person or smash them in the face out of hatred.

When someone is too charming for words, it's a little off putting to say the least.

My friend calls this charmer "the Hitler youth" or "Hitler's son" because he is so Aryan it's ridiculous. She claims he is the smartest person she has met, but at the same time despises his smile just as I do. Maybe this charmer is too perfect and his perfectness bothers me. I don't feel inadequate around the charmer, but I have to fight the urge to say "You are the most sane, balanced person I have ever met." And I wouldn't mean that in a good way.

So charmer's out there watch out. I'm on to your tricks. Your wit and charm can only go so far...

Better Not Mess With Major Tom

David Bowie and Iggy Pop.

Check out the dilated pupils.

Iggy's on another planet, perhaps with Major Tom.

I always see this duo as me and my partner in crime.

I'm Bowie and she is Iggy.

I'm flamboyant and she is strung out.

"Ashes to Ashes

Funk to Funky

We know Major Toms

A junkie

Strung out in heavens high

Hitting and all time low.

My momma said, to get things done

Better not mess with Major Tom."

Pop Culture Games

Maybe something is short circuiting in my mind, but I'm having a major pop culture episode. I must get this current inspiration out...

Killer Tracks:

-"Ace of Spades"- Motorhead

-"O.N.E."- Yeasayer

-"Animal"- Miike Snow

-"Should have taken acid with you"- Neon Indian

-The Passenger"- Iggy Pop

-"Golden Years"- David Bowie

Muses:

Iggy Pop

Yoko Ono

Julian Casablancas

Gene Simmons

Shaun White

In my day dreams, all of these people roam around together in a Blade Runner world full of confetti, and rock out to "Ace of Spades".

Quotes of The Day...

Lazy Sunday, wake up in the late afternoon...Some rando quotes to spice up the Sunday, well, what's left of it:

"I like your sunday personality better."

- Unknown.

"I saw these well dressed guys cruising around the label, and I asked someone, 'Who are those sexual interns?'" recalls Potter. "My publicist was like, 'Grace, those are the fucking Jonas Brothers.''

- Grace Potter from G.P. and the Nocturnals.

"Years ago, some girl wrote in the classifieds saying she was looking for a man "with the poetic sensitivity of Leonard Cohen and the raw power of Iggy Pop," so Leonard tried to get me to set ups a three- way with her. He said, 'Dude, we can give her both!'"

- Iggy Pop.

Bowie the Rebel

Day 12 of 25 Days of Bowie

Above is the 1976 mugshot when Bowie was arrested along with

Iggy Pop on a felony pot posession charge.