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Song of the day – 182: Pigeonhed

I have an awful lot of time for Seattle’s Steve Fisk, and not only because a) people have mistaken us for brothers, b) he’s the only man alive I know that’s grumpier than me, and c) I once appeared in a pick-up band alongside him and our cartoonist buddies Peter Bagge and Eric Reynolds playing […]

 Everett True

Song of the day – 88: The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion

To celebrate the fact there’s a new compilation featuring this overblown, over-hyped, New York rich kids plaything of a band, I thought I’d post a video of their one good song. (They have another good song, but don’t play a particularly good version of it. And it wasn’t even written by them.) Yes, you’re quite […]