SOME OF MY FAVORITE SINGER/SONGWRITERS

NOTE: This list will not necessarily contain BANDS, but focuses on Individuals whose songs and styles I have enjoyed most all of my life. Hope some of them are YOUR favorites as well! Here we go! And remember, this is a list, so no wagering. Mileage may vary.

Also, this is in NO PARTICULAR ORDER.

Here we go:

  • Peter Gabriel
  • Nick Lowe
  • Jim Steinman
  • Lou Reed
  • David Bowie
  • Eric Clapton
  • Phil Collins
  • Elvis Costello
  • Pete Townsend
  • John Lennon
  • Paul McCartney
  • George Harrison
  • and yes, even Ringo Starr
  • Tom Petty
  • Alice Cooper
  • Jeff Lynne
  • Brian Wilson
  • John Fogerty
  • Bruce Springsteen
  • David Byrne
  •  Don Henley
  • Glenn Frey
  • Henley/Frey
  • Bob Marley
  • Difford/Tilbrook
  • FRANK ZAPPA
  • Lindsey Buckingham
  • Jimmy Page/Robert Plant
  • Steven Tyler/Joe Perry
  • Mick Jagger/Keith Richards
  • Neil Diamond
  • Sting
  • Mark Motherbaugh
  • Smokey Robinson
  • Michael W. Smith

Well, as I said, that’s but a FEW of the Artists whose songs just “get me” or “Get to me”.

Check them out. You’ll be glad you did.

Stay tuned for more FAVORITES. Soon to come: Composers

And, to help keep things going as I have been, here’s another picture for you. Please Enjoy:

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The Dichotomy of Quality Crapola

Ah, the strange place that is my mind.

I sometimes do actually wonder if there isn’t something wrong with me. Maybe it’s because I was a Preemie (2 months early. Had I known what was waiting for me, I’d have stayed the full 9), maybe a few too many blows to the head, my midichlorian count is off, I don’t know.

I’m talking mostly (mostly) about my tastes in films this time. My tastes (such as they are) in music has been documented, and in all probability still require Government funding for further research. No, this time I’m gonna just touch a bit on the films that I like. My tastes are fairly varied, and I do try to maintain a balance. But sometimes I just gotta have me some cheese. To elaborate, let me give you a small sampling of the films that I hold dear. The movies that I, your humble Stevezilla (1961), love and never ever tire of.

Citizen Kane

So I Married An Axe Murderer

The Godfather

Apollo 13

Caveman

Invasion Of Astro-Monster

The Blob (original)

Killer Klowns From Outer Space

Gojira

Enter The Dragon

Them!

Well, I could go on and on and on and on, ad nauseum, but suffice it to say there are very well-known pieces of freaking ART with a capital A in that list. And some well-known pieces of freaking CRAP with a capital C, as well.

I can’t explain it. Heck I have been known to like a “Chick Flick” or two (usually the ones with Tom Hanks or Billy Crystal).

I mean, does this make a well-rounded person? Or does it make me kinda like Charlie Brown, a bit wishy-washy? Shouldn’t I plant my freak flag in a genre and STAY THERE?

I don’t know the answer. Maybe I’m not meant to know. Perhaps I’m just to like what I like, and not look too much into it.

Here’s an example: Tonight I watched a Korean CrapFest called A*P*E, from 1976 starring JoAnna Kerns. It is SO BAD, yet I couldn’t NOT finish it. Would I recommend it to anyone?

(A certain Few, heck YEAH!) 🙂

It’s like a badly made Student Film wanting to be King Kong. I’ll save the review for my other Page, but let’s just say this film can hurt you if you let it.

Come on Baby, make it hurt so good. Sometimes Love don’t feel like it should, you make it, hurt so good.

And with that, a picture:

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Good Night Gentle Friends. I’m afraid I have, as they say on my favorite TV show,…..

MOVIE SIGN!!!!

Smells Like Old Spice, I Feel Stupid And Contagious

(With all apologies to Nirvana)

Ah, backache, how I’ve missed you, said Nobody Ever.

I’ve been experiencing severe back spasm now for several days. To say it sucks demeans the definition of the word “suck”. I’ve been doing the heat & cold treatments, Ibuprofen, Acetaminophen, Magnesium (Isn’t that a Nirvana song, too? Oh. That would be “Lithium”. Sorry. Carry on) and now after having seen the Nurse Practitioner, am on a muscle relaxant called Cyclobenzaprine. (Flexeril).

So please forgive me if I appear a bit more incoherent than usual..

As you can tell, I’m listening to some Nirvana. Great stuff. Tragic. Powerful.

I have had various back pains most of my life. Even had surgery waaay back in 91. But my back tends to spasm from time to time for no good damn reason that I can think of.

Silly rabbit. Trix are for kids.

But I am enduring. Not calling in to work. Gotta make a de money honey.

Dang this stuff makes me sleepy. Oh cool! Unplugged Nirvana!!

(see what I mean. Rambling guy)

I wouldn’t wish this pain on anyone. Well, there ARE a few…..

But I’m gonna count my blessings. Because I know how blessed I am.

Oh. I’m planning on starting a separate Blog for Reviews. Whatcha think about that?

And to end this one for the night, here’s a random pic:

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Gigantor, The Space Age Babysitter

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That’s right. The 1960’s Japanese Giant Robot cartoon series. I went there. Hell, I was there!

(Not in Japan. Just glued to the TV set when I was a kid)

Gigantor was (is) one of my favorite cartoon series. I loved it. Still do. As a matter of fact, I’m writing this now while taking a break from ‘bingeing’ on the series on Hulu-Plus. This, along with Speed Racer, Ultraman, Johnny Sokko & His Amazing Robot, Godzilla, Gamera, heck, a plethora of various and sundry Japanese television and movies have shaped and molded me into the Geek I am.

“Bigger than big! Taller than tall! Quicker than quick! Stronger than strong! Ready to fight for Right! Against Wrong!”

(And the rumors are true. I have a Godzilla tattoo. I’ll post a pic sometime)

Tonight I’m just kinda wading in the pool of Nostalgia, re-living happier, simpler times. But not to worry, gentle Reader, I will not stay there. Too much going on to do that.

I feel better tonight. Virus bugaboo is leaving the building.

So why the ‘Babysitter’ in the title? I’ll admit my titles are sometimes kind of odd, to say the least. But this time, I’ll explain. TV was kind of my babysitter when I was growing up. A lot of people my age are in this same boat.

(Just hope the boat ain’t named Titanic)

ANYway…..

Here’s another pic while I sort out my thoughts:

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Yes, that’s an actual Gigantor statue. Awesome, innit?

Okay, I guess I have meandered enough in the so-called ‘Blogosphere’ for the time being. Just know I am getting a bit healthier everyday, and I still try to be a kid at heart (despite the 2 stents in it)

In all things,

Love and Chocolate

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Coming through the Foghat

My heart is troubled tonight.

I’m not going to go into graphic detail, but my 14 year old son is causing me some heartache that I’m not entirely sure how to deal with. I wanna emulate my Lord, Jesus. He has been oh so very very VERY patient with me, so I want to be patient with my son. But I want to make sure that he somehow ‘gets’ what I want to tell him, and that it sticks.

I’m sure my own father felt this way about me. Especially at around this age. He and I fought a lot, and he hurt me in many ways that I still feel the sting from. I don’t wanna be ‘that’ guy.

I’ve been going through a lot of emotions lately, not many of them ‘good’. (as most people define Good.) I’m coming through it all, and I want to be there for him, for my wife, for my family, for my friends, all personal and Internet.

I wanna be “THAT” Guy. One that people can kinda count on.

With God’s help and your patience, I can do it.

I so very much want to. I truly despise the self-centered asshole I feel like I have become.

Now, to lighten things up, here’s another picture:

 

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A Learning Curve can still be dangerous if you drive too fast

Still trying to get the hang of this job. There are aspects to it I guess I don’t fully ‘get’ yet. Being the Late Night Shift, I don’t deal with a lot (at least until around 5 or 6 in the morning.) Some of it because I don’t fool with it much still eludes me somewhat. I’m just hoping they don’t feel like they’ve made a mistake in hiring me, and let me go. I do like it here. It’s kinda peaceful in a way, and not too taxing physically.

Just what the doctor ordered.

I’ve never added a picture before, so here is my attempt: This is our Guinea Pig, named Lassiter.

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