Say there Mr. Krinkle let’s cruise the Bastard boat Damn then sonsabitches with their gill-nets set afloat I flip on my tele and I watch the waters die C’mon Mr. Krinkle tell me why… Oh good, more creepy pig imagery… Primus is a band that will always make you leap out of your skin and go…
I’ve seen my ex last night, Mama At a dance at Miller’s store She was with that Jackie White, Mama I killed them both, and they’re buried Under Jenkins sycamore. Don’t you think I’m psycho, Mama? Is there anything creepier than old, scratchy, mono country/western tunes? I hear those first few opening bars and I…
All the pigs are all lined up I give you all that you want Take the skin and peel it back Now doesn’t that make you feel better? Strictly speaking this is nowhere near a “Halloween” song. It isn’t even really a “scary” song, per se, although it’s damn eerie and spooky in delivery. Nonetheless,…
The madman climbed the steeple spire “Go higher, go higher” said the crowd from down below “But…the world’s on fire” said the madman from the steeple spire “You’re a liar, you’re a liar” said the crowd from down below… The Hero and The Madman is one of my absolute favorite Thin Lizzy songs, and I’m a…
I thought these things didn’t happen anymore.I thought all that blood had been shed long ago. It’s a dark night… In the early winter of 1996, Robert Rodriguez’s epic horrror/crime/vampire/exploitation flick From Dusk Till Dawn exploded into theaters and into the hearts of grindhouse movie lovers everywhere. Even if it wasn’t that much of a…
(whispers) Careful with that axe, Eugene… Not for nothing, but Pink Floyd has such a rich catalog of songs that sometimes you just want to nuke the Clear Channel offices from orbit simply because they won’t play a single track from the band on the radio unless it comes from The Wall, Dark Side of…
He reached for a book all bound in leather Something that he knows he’s never read And the first page says beware you’ve found the answer The next one says I wish that you were dead! Forbidden lore, Dark Arts, evil spells, maniacal obsession, Satanic interludes, trapped in Hell… yup this must be a jolly…
And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies. But I am lost within this half-world, It hardly seems to matter now… Well it’s about freakin’ time. Seriously. And not just time for Hokeyblog’s October tradition of presenting you the most buttkickin’ of Halloween songs in a little number we’d like…
After the commercial failure of 1975’s Caress Of Steel and the ensuing disappointment of the resulting “Down The Tubes” tour, Rush was teetering on a precipice. Their album sales, pre-COS, were respectable but not exactly lighting up the stratosphere. Now with their first commercial dud, the label was on the verge of dropping the band…
The salad days of 1989 presented a fairly new situation for Rush. As the decade was waning, Messrs. Lee, Lifeson, and Peart were pretty far removed from their scrappy rock-prog early period, both in time and style. They surfed the oceans of hard rock, progressive rock, New Wave, synth rock, even a bit of post-punk…