Monday, February 6, 2012

Everybody wants some, I want some too

From one theme to another; whether the weather's ever gonna blow snow? No, whether the new platter's a real go-getter. I consider(ed), & ain't the least bit bitter even if we understand that youthful exuberance doesn't extend to the physical 'cause man, when I got up this morning, Marley's ghost ain't got no creak on me, but then I remembered I've got new old VH to spin again & again, whee, exclamation point goes here.

Ever the Master of Ceremonial Schmaltz/Eddie Haskell/knave, Dave has wisely shifted his range down a tad (replicating the vocal histrionics of, say, On Fire, would draw-&-quarter the man's larynx), the band wisely culled over half the album from a few unused Gazzari's & Gene/WB demo chestnuts (plus 1984's Ripley, now the celebratory Blood and Fire) long known to us hardcores (the rip-n-tearing She's the Woman, the nut-kicking Bullethead), thankfully reworked a few others into more than just new titles (consider: tales of running from your lady friend's mean ole dad may work at 21, less so whilst in your 50s, so Big Trouble becomes the introspective Big River), & mined the same vein on the rest, wisely. Most work better than some undigested apple dumplings sadly missing that crucial slick lick, but fuck, can't win 'em all ask the Pats, & even if junior's grades ain't as great as Mad Anthony's in the harmony department, this is the brownest (if a smidgen too compressed) pop's recorded sound's been since, well, December 31, 1983.

&, oh, in case you wiseguys & gals forgot, the cat can motherfucking play. The songs & solos haven't been this punchy since, oh, guess. Songs, yes. A guitar mag wag once upon a time opined that Hot for Teacher is the double-stop riff Jimmy Page wished he wrote. Anything that good here? No, but then again, no one else has penned anything so unbreakable since. Eddie can rhythm & groove with the best, & Stay Frosty, Zeppelin & Ice Cream Man's beautiful love child, makes this fanboy squee with girlish glee manly man of manliness-nesse for that very reason.

Sodium chloride, eat it & smile. If Van Halen ain't your gig, ain't ever gonna be, & that's cool. Unless you're a mindless Beatlebot, we can still be friends. But if they are, please ignore the fact that I almost tossed off a fucking awful Jump-based pun right here & just go buy the better-than-expected thing right now. 

One would be a fool if he/she/it didn't spend a goodly amount of his/her/its time ingesting the mind-altering substance that is musick. What else you gonna do, Be Serious? You ain't changing jack, & in your aorta of aortas, you know it. So jam on some Bach, indie pop, funeral doom, or this fresh (funny, innit?) batch of brash-n-roll, put down the grim (I kid), try not to kill anyone (except that one guy) & recognize that, for a moment (or forty-five), everything is indeed pretty fuckin' cool.

16 comments:

Karl Franz Ochstradt said...

If it can hang out and puff tough with Fair Warning it's good in my book.

Randal Graves said...

That album's still the boss, but Truth definitely gets to be in the gang.

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

You ain't changing jack, & in your aorta of aortas, you know it.

Woodpecker picture libel!
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Jim H. said...

Say, is there a new Van Halen record out? Is it any good?

okjimm said...

//One would be a fool if he/she/it didn't spend a goodly amount of his/her/its time ingesting the mind-altering substance that is musick. What else you gonna do//

Are you kidding? I have to rotate my mind-altering substances.... I am a Liberal, after all.

Randal Graves said...

if, what the hell are you talking about, sir?

jim, they suck, how the hell would I know?

okjimm, why the hell would I be kidding?

Demeur said...

Blah blah blah whoever stopped to analyze the nuances of a Pink Floyd riff? It was all just background noise for more important things like substance abuse.

Tom Harper said...

"Zeppelin & Ice Cream Man's beautiful love child." With a recommendation like that, I'll have to check it out.

susan said...

I ran into Marley's ghost one time. He told me, 'One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.'

Beach Bum said...

Unless you're a mindless Beatlebot...

Beatlebot? No, but I am something far worse. I'm still buying this CD though.

S.W. Anderson said...

I don't usually admit to this, but I went to a Van Halen concert once, decades ago. As a result, I still suffer diminished hearing and can remember the splitting headache I left with as if I had it yesterday.

That said, art deco locomotives are still cool.

Randal Graves said...

demeur, if you play Dark Side while reading this post, you'll see that they match up perfectly.

tom, you'd be a fool or a Stalinist not to.

susan, much better than being hit by a big pizza pie. Sauce in the eye can burn something fierce.

BB, oh I don't know, their zealotry might surpass even yours, margarita man.

SWA, you? Van Halen? Really? Are you sure you weren't abusing substances and ended up at a Floyd show?

anita said...

What a coincidence: Valerie Bertinelli finds a new gig, a new man and a new bod. And Eddie Van Halen cleans up his act and spits out an album (oops, CD, err, i-tune, err, never mind!).

Everybody steals from everybody. Listen to any White Stripes CD (err), and you will hear every every single major rocker's work one place or another. Yet, I still respect Jack White. He does it right. Ack.

Demeur said...

Maybe, if I read the post backwards and played Dark Side at 78 instead of 33 1/3.

Prunella Vulgaris said...

So I'm listening to this song in the car and now it sounds like Van Halen. This, of course, is all your fault.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=81ZXPeIKWEM

Randal Graves said...

anita, 8-track! If it wasn't for stealing, my crappy verse would revert to bird cage lining.

demeur, I'll see you on the dark side of the free stamp.

duchess, if this one's my fault, you're still in the lead 38-2. But I'm catching up.