by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Trigger Warning: Content below rated *NSFCWF.
Iconic. Led Zeppelin – Whole Lotta Love
Continue reading “Hump Day Tuneage”
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Apparently half the population is stupider than average. Gene Simmons of Kiss fame provides convincing evidence which side of the line he belongs on. Bass guitar players…
Got the feeling something ain’t right. Stealers Wheel – Stuck In The Middle With You
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
In which people sacrifice their precious guitars to the pawn industry. Disturbing. Sensitive readers should go here instead.
Complaints about women aren’t new. The Marshall Tucker Band – Can’t You See
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
A fascinating look at the stories behind many of the top singles produced in the modern era, based on music historian Marc Myers’ columns in the WSJ.
An early rock n roll back-beat, circa 1952. Little Richard & Lloyd Price – Lawdy Miss Clawdy
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Trump Derangement Syndrome is alive and well in the music industry. Fuck Offspring – they suck anyway.
One pill makes you larger, one pill makes you small. Jefferson Airplane – White Rabbit
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Take a break from covid porn, people. Enjoy some nice relaxing music!
Road warriors. Call the state militia. Travelin’ Band – Creedence Clearwater Revival
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Mississippi band 3 Doors Down has decided not to play the game. Musicians who stand up for principle need support.
The America that was. Steppenwolf – Born To Be Wild
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
But how will the band pick up girls for the after party? Interactive virtual concerts are here.
Take that pearl. Eric Burdon & War – Spill The Wine
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
You know who you are. Denis Leary – Asshole
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Trigger Warning: If you don’t know already, click here. Or just fuck off.
Mr. Smooth himself. Gorgeous guitar. Santana – Smooth
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a meticulously curated selection of the most disrespectful, impolite, disgraceful, badass, head-banging, disturbing, irreverent, rebellious, most enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Trigger Warning: Bad words, rebellious thoughts ahead. Go here if you don’t like it.
Inspections and spot checks in China. Not to be outdone, the Taliban ban public music.
Message for Joe. GEORGIA SATELLITES – Keep Your Hands To Yourself
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a head-banging selection of the most eclectic, impolite, disgraceful, disturbing, badass, depraved, rebellious, decadent, kick-butt, disrespectful or just plain enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Rolling Stones drummer Charlie Watts moves on.
The glory years of rock n roll. The Rolling Stones – Brown Sugar
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a selection of the most eclectic, impolite, disgraceful, head-banging, disturbing, badass, depraved, rebellious, decadent, kick-butt, disrespectful or just plain enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
What the hell happened? Today’s theme – a visit to the ‘70s.
Declaring a new era. Chuck Berry – Roll over Beethoven
by the subway philosopher™
“There is a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can’t take part; you can’t even passively take part, and you’ve got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you’ve got to make it stop. And you’ve got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you’re free, the machine will be prevented from working at all.” – Mario Savio, 1964.
Great words, inspiring words, words that infuse the waves of history and humanity with dignity and honor. But a question is thereby raised – who exactly should do this? Me? I prefer you, without any doubts whatsoever. I’ve got better things to do, such as kicking back on my porch with a cold one. But hey, wouldn’t you know it, there are a lot of useless eaters old folks hanging around these days doing nothing much in particular…
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a selection of the most eclectic, impolite, disgraceful, head-banging, disturbing, badass, depraved, rebellious, decadent, kick-butt, disrespectful or just plain enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Time to boycott the Eagles. No great loss – they’ve always been boring.
Eye candy for the ladies (or so I’m told). The Cult – Fire Woman
by the subway philosopher™
On occasion, celebrating the midweek hump with a disrespectful selection of the most eclectic, impolite, disgraceful, head-banging, disturbing, badass, depraved, rebellious, decadent, kick-butt, or just plain enjoyable rock n roll of its time feels like a perfectly responsible thing to do, for some reason. Or no reason at all. Crank it up!
Trigger Warning: Suck it up, suck it in, or just suck it, buttercup.
A quiet revolution. Never compromise integrity.
No doubt hairy as well. Primus – Wynona’s Big Brown Beaver
