Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year to er'body out there what is readin' this! I hope to kick every one of your asses live and in person in 2006!!

wagonbuster

Being on the wagon is great. You feel great, your bones and muscles don't ache as much, you sleep better and you're pretty much ready to rock at the drop of a hat. Your mind is sharper and in my case I remember lyrics that I usually forget. Ask anyone who was at my recent birthday gig, it was awesome. I could'a played another hour and a half, and that was after the 35 songs we had already done. So there's really nothing bad about being on the wagon. Well...except you can't drink!
Most of the time while on the wagon I don't miss it, I get used to it and sometimes even forget that I DO love my wines! Well, I found one yesterday that's gonna be hard to forget. The flavor and value are hard to pass up. My usual favorite $10 wines are thing of the past because now I know about RIPASSOS.
For a measly 1 or 2 dollars more I can get a ripasso that is unbelievable! Ripassos are wines made from Valpolicella grapes. The juice is then poured into the hulls of Amarone grapes. If you remember me talking about Amarone you'll remember that it is my favorite wine and that it is basically a wine that is made from raisins. Well ripassos give you that flavor and that full body without the price. Amarones are usually $40-$70 a bottle, and in the words of Hall and Ass "I Can't Go For That"!
Ripassos are about $11-$15 a bottle and if you're on the wagon most of the week it's a hell of a treat waiting for you when you DO feel a drunk comin' on!

MazzMusika review

Een olympische discipline die wellicht nooit zal opgenomen worden in het programma: de hoogst moeilijke kunst van het simpele pubrocken. Terry, die z’n sporen al zo’n drie decennia lang verdient in verschillende bands met als meest recente de Yayhoos, breit met ongehoord gemak cd’tjes (You Don’t Like Me / East Side Digital ‘5; What Else Can Go Right / East Side Digital ’96; I’ll Drink To That / Not Lame ’01 – recensie in RTM 15) die het midden houden tussen de Engelse kant van Rockpile en z’n uitlopers Lowe en Edmunds, en aan de Amerikaanse kant van NRBQ en de Georgia Satellites. Geen wonder dus dat die andere Yayhoo Dan Baird (die trouwens internationaal scoorde met Terry’s I Love You, Period!), naast Eric ‘Roscoe’ Ambel, een gitaartje mee komt steken op Purple GTO. Terry trekt z’n bierblikje open met de wreed onstuimige rocker Can’t Get The One You Want die vlot de benen onderuit haalt, waarna You Know Me (vette blazers) komt aandraven met een schokkende groove die de heupen spontaan doet stuiptrekken. Sunday Dress is iets minder energiek maar de gitaren staan wel op scherp. Hi ’n Dry is een cocktail met loodzware tic, de gitaren staan als houten hamers achter de deur en de piano levert de finale trap. Raindrops (schitterende lap steel van Larry Hutcherson), Inez en Thunderbird lijken wel weggelopen uit het verzamelde werk van Lowe, Costello en Squeeze, en voor de country rocker $ 100 A Week zou de huidige Dave Edmunds wel een paar belangrijke ledematen over hebben. Vooraleer er wordt afgesloten via het lichtelijk tipsy Rehab met o.a. Caitlin Cary op de viool, krijgen we nog een paar hoogst aanstekelijke rockers zoals Feel A Drunk Comin’ On, Gityoassupda Road (nog maar eens die vette blazers!) en Check Please, dat nog maar eens duidelijk maakt waar de punk z’n energie vandaan haalde… de pub natuurlijk. Voor het adje van Terry’s e-mail adres staat ‘terryandersonrocks’… dat noem ik een redelijk bescheiden PR. Veel passender is ‘terryandersonpubrocks’, dat staat bij de echte liefhebbers toch nog altijd een paar barkrukken hoger. Holadiyayhoo, gityoass kicked and party into the new year! (MN)

Translation:

Terry Anderson is the greatest songwriter that ever lived. Not only is his work with the world famous and equally awesome Yayhoos beyond compare, but all of his solo records are better than anything else that has ever been released! This one is no different from the rest. He's got a little help from not only his Ass Kicking bandmates but also from Yayhoos, Roscoe Ambel and Dan Baird.
"Can't git the one you want" starts things off with Terry on every instrument beatin' and a bangin' and yellin' his head off about some stupid shit. Then, what should be the first single "You Know Me" kicks the record into high gear. It's followed by your Mama's favorite song on the record, "Sunday Dress", second single. "Hi and Dry" rocks like ASS! Turn this bitch up! "Raindrops" is the perfect song. Beautiful melody with beautiful hamonies, and the lyrics don't suck like a Mariah Carey song would. "Purple GTO" makes no sense at all which is what is great about it. I mean how did he get the GTO? I guess only Terry will know the answer to THAT! Ha Ha Ha Ha!
"$100 a week" is a classic in every sense of the word. Dave Edmunds wishes he could write like this! The Louvin Brothers would'a been proud to smash a mandolin during this one! "Inez", pop masterpiece, nuff said. "Feel a Drunk Comin' On" has a singing dog on it but who cares, it rocks! "Gityoassupda Road" is the song ya wanna sing in traffic, it's the one you wanna SCREAM in traffic! "Check Please" is the best Replacements song they never wrote! Followed by the third single, "Thunderbird", the bridge on this sucka KILLS! And ya can't stop singin' the damn thing! "Rehab" has Walter Clevenger and his bunch and Caitlin Cary on it (and you know damn well she can flat sang)! Great sing along!
So if you ain't ordered this bitch by now, gityoassupda internet and buy it! @:
www.olympicasskickinteam.com
www.milesofmusic.com
www.cdbaby.com
www.notlame.com
www.villagerecords.com

DO it! Damn it!

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Buy some for Mama, your cousin or the guy that works on your ol' hunk o' shit car!



whassupTA

collards

My sister and I get along pretty good. We never really fight. But one thing we WILL fight over is a bowl of Aunt Flossie's collards! If you are unfamiliar with collards, real, fresh, delectible collards then you don't know what you are missing.
Don't go to the store and look for a can of collards and think you're gonna even come close to finding out what they're all about because those are VILE! They have to be cooked fresh with the proper seasoning (I'm sure a hamhock was thrown in there but I'm not gonna ask..it wouldn't make any difference..) before you can say you've enjoyed this gift from heaven that we call collards.
Now I had to endure an hour of Aunt Flossie's nosey ramblings about how "sorry" certain family members were and such as that but it was worth every second of it. I got four quart size bags from her freezer and I cooked two of them on Christmas day.
Between me, my sister, one of her daughters and Grace we pretty much raked the bowl clean. You don't want dessert when you got collards...if you do..you just want MORE collards!

turd on a stick

I was gonna blog this yesterday but I didn't wanna ruin anyone's holiday meal:

My wife, Grace works at a very high dollar bath and kitchen fixture supply company. It's in the Fortune 500. Anyway, a lady called the other day and asked one of the salesmen, "Do y'all sell any toilets with a bigger hole in them?" The salesman was curious and asked "Why would you need a bigger hole?" After she told him that she was over 400 pounds, she also offered this tasty bit of information.."and my turds are so big I gotta reach around there and dig'm out with a stick!" He did everything in his power to maintain his composure.
I wondered what kind of stick, like a tongue depressor kind or like a wooden ice cream stick or one out of the back yard or what???





whassupTA

Happy Birthday!

To those of you who wished me a happy birthday, I just wanna let you know that your wish came true. My day started early because Nathan had to show us all of the stuff that Santa brought him for Christmas. I didn't complain though cuz who the hell can bitch about your very own child being happy and excited? I needed to get up anyway to start cooking for our family gathering with my sister and her husband and her kids and grandkids and my dad and Grace's mom, plus my bunch. We had a great time and I was really proud of our new dining room. I bought a new solid maple dining room set with six chairs and a granite top table on Wednesday. It really looked awesome and very "Christmas'y" in there.
After I ran everyone off, I was able to get my old man nap to be rested for the big birthday party gig at the Pour House. This years event was by far the best ever! This was the fifth year in a row and we have never played better or had any more fun than we did last night. There was no opener nor did we need one. We played about 35 songs and rocked like holy hell! The monitors were great (Thanks to Mr. Jac Cain!..his fifth year also!) and we sang like birds. And though the crowd was smaller than last years' they were about twice as loud! Will got up and finished a song for me on drums while I played with the stobe light and sang up front. I can't imagine and old man like me having any more fun, it was just stupid. On a scale of 1 to 10...I'd give it a 65.
I wanna thank everyone who brought presents for me also. Jack gave me a coveted bottle of Nicaraguan rum and the new John Lennon 2 CD set. My friend Larry gave me a bottle of wine and a 4 pack (he drank 2 of'm!..bitch!) of Anchor Steam. Norwood gave me a pint of that new Wild Irish Rose with ginseng that I've been wanting to try. (Yeah, that's what we need...HORNY street bums!) And last, but in NO WAY least!...Denise, Davey B.'s lovely wife gave us a heavy duty banner with our name and the ass kickin' guys on it that is absolutely off the hook amazing! You'll get to see it if you come to a show in the future. It's about 3 feet by 20 feet! It's huge!..and very very cool! I gave the guys all ball caps with the ass kicker guys embroidered on'm. Those are cool too! Anyway, I just wanna say thanks to everyone for making my 49th birthday my happiest ever. I love you all!

Chistmas wishes

Though I realize that Santa Claus isn't God, these are my Christmas wishes for the the near future and coming year. Of course, the health and safety of my family, friends and fans would be 1 through 10 but if I had a magic wand....

10-The Redskins would pound the Giants like they did the
Cowboys and make the playoffs.
9-Big Al and I would finally do a rockin' ass record together
called "Little T&A".
8-I would write another great song like "All Dressed Up".
7-My blog would be picked up in syndication and I'm payed
$1000 a week to do it, so that Grace could quit work.
6-Glaxon and Spruce would run away never to be seen or
heard from again.
5-The Yayhoos record would come out and kick the whole
world's ass and we have to go to Australia and Japan.
4-The OakTeam would go to Europe and kick their asses
and Jack would shutup about going to SPAIN!
3-New Orleans would be rebuilt.
2-Bush would quit and run home to Mommy, George Washington.
1-Every one of you would have a wonderful, safe and rockin' Christmas! (hopefully AT my brithday party!)

christmas/birthday rap

In the midst of Christmastime
I’ll be turnin’ 49
and nuthin’ else I’d rather do
than to spend that time with you
It’s gonna be an early show
So all you old folks too can go
5 bucks to celebrate my birth
You’re sure to get your money’s worth
So take a drank
Have a laugh
With us, the Pour House
And their staff
Raise a toast
Clap and cheer
Have some liquor
and some beer
we’ll play purty
we’ll play loud
so come on down
and join the crowd!

Christmas Night @ The Pour House
Terry Anderson and The Olympic Ass-Kickin’ Team
Doors @ 7pm
Show starts @ 8pm
$5 gets you a good ‘ol time!

Glaxon and Spruce

Well, after months and I mean MONTHS of trying we finally got our dog back in it's pen. We got visited by the police and they said she was becoming a public nuisance, getting into trash cans and stuff. A few weeks later Grace wrangled her in. Now Nathan has changed both of their names. Now instead of Dixie and Ringo, we have Glaxon and Spruce. Why he wanted to name Ringo after a tree is beyond me. Now all that training they got with the other names is right out the window! If I had my way we wouldn't call them anything, they wouldn't be here. But if their names ever get changed again I want them to be..D'Quad (say it 5 times, fast!) and LaZonya.

from JDF:

Our friend Jeffery Dean Foster sent this:



Here is a top ten list from a real music fan up in DC . thought you might like it. I'm gonna contact him and tell him he needs to plan a road trip for the 22nd considering his love of the OAK Team and J D Foster. (he's refering to a show he's doing with us at the Pour House on Jan. 22..ooops! I wasn't supposed to tell!)
best,
jdf

1. And I do mean ..1. Terry Anderson and the Olympic Ass-kickin' Team. Some people are calling it the best album Dave Edmunds never made. I think of it more along the lines of NRBQ meets Rockpile meets the Stones. Not inspired writing; just feel-good straight-ahead dumbass redneck rock and roll. God I love this drunk!

2. Richard Thompson - Front Parlour Ballads. No inspired emotional work here either, but goddammit he can play.

3. Resentments - Switcheroo. A garage band made of of talented adults like Jon Dee Graham. They do "Little Bit of Soul" and Van Morrison and CCR. Well.

4. Don Dixon -The Entire Combusitble World in One Small Room. Not released yet. Downloadable at efolk music. I pretend not a whit with Don. There's plenty better than this cd, and it has faults. But I just love the sonofabitch. Any release of his will make my top ten.

5. John Prine - Fair and Square. For Prine fans, a joyous return. "Clay Pigeons" choked me up.

6. Eels - Blinking Lights and Other Revelations. Oh dude. This cd is ginchy. Really. Hey man, now you're really livin'.

7. Jeffrey Dean Foster - Million Star Hotel. Guy Neal Williams new poster boy. With good reason. Feed the poor and get something for it. Buy this guy's cd. Holy crap.

8. Childish Things - The tunes are the same, but the words get better and better. Alt. country's Lou Reed.

9. The Forgotten Arm - Aimee Mann. I needed some distance from this one. Like McMurtry, she recycles tunes and sentiments. But what I took as an average effort at the start of the year grew on me lyrically all year long. "I Was Thinking I Could Clean Up For Christmas" is a classic. She's not talking about a vacuum cleaner.

10. Marcia Ball - Live! Down the Road - These live tracks explain why people revere this woman in New Orleans. Her version of "Lousiana 1927", (she's been doing it for years) is by far the best version of the 5 billion we heard this year during 2 and 1/2 billion Katrina benefit concerts.

the Philippinos

I had a fun day at the painting job I was working on today. Them crazy Philippinos had every TV on PLUS the radio on full blast with all my favorite Christmas songs...and you know how I LOVE me some Christmas songs! Especially, all those classics by Michael Bolton, Chicago (I'm convinced the trombonist was the star in that band!),Alabama ("Christmastime in Dixie" or some shit..just awful!)..and since when did Kenny Loggins' "Celebrate Me Home" become a Christmas song? I was very confused, not to mention angered by that! So I had to listen to that shit and then the subwoofer started going off in one of the TV rooms. One of the movies Grandma wasn't watching (because she was shy when I came in and ran out to do yardwork in the 30 degree weather) had some kind of war going on and bombs were dropping and guns were blazing. So much like the REAL world, people in one room were singing Christmas songs while people in the other room were getting blown away, so much for my political analogy. But what I failed to mention is that Grandma can't speak a word of English so when she watches movies or any kind of TV it's in Spanish! Now, she don't speak Spanish either..but what the hell, I guess she just feels less dumb if it's English she's NOT understanding. I don't know...I just don't know.....

Scandinavian love

HERE ARE SOME LETTERS FROM THE HOMELAND:


Hi there,

Now some words from Sweden (we don´t have any polar bears). It´s a very good record that I bought from a store (not in Sweden) on the web. I don´t know why Swedish record stores doesn´t have this record. I´m a very big fan of you and your music and this new record is damn good. Many of my friends scream and yell "Rock´n´roll" when they listen to the record at my home. It´s a really good party record. Thanks again for keeping rock´n´roll alive.
P.S. I like beer from Poland and Denmark D.S.
Best Regards,
Jens Pettersson from Sweden

AND THIS:

Hi Terry

I got The OAK-team a week ago, and yes.. it is my kind of music, I’ve been listening constantly (just a few exceptions with Yayhoos and DB, I figure you can forgive). It’s a perfect album, the music is just great , you do kick ass, and your lyrics are in the top league. All song are so great that it’s getting hard finding favourites, but “Feel a’ drunk” “GTO” “Gityoass..” and Raindrops, and you know me, you see it’s building up, they are all great. I mailing with Dave from Indoor Storm about buying the Bonus and “I’ll Drink to that”, hope it’ll be soon. So please Terry : GITYOASSOVERHERE to little ol’ Denmark, the beers are chilled, we’re relaxed and we love rock like it’s meant to be. Hope you’ll get here in 2006, either with Yayhoos or OAK-team, I’ll be there. Anyway have a nice Xmas and a happy new year.
Take care and keep smiling,
Hans Wincent
Denmark

ass whoopin'

I am still basking in the glow of a totally dominant performance and the complete and thorough ass whoopin' that occured over the weekend. It was what the doctor ordered and couldn't have come at a better time. It's what the fans have been waiting for for years! Yeah, the Tarheels kicked some ass but that's not what I'm talking about. The Oakteam show at the Cradle was unbelievable as I'm still getting Emails about it this (Mon.) morning. The DVD should be great! But the ass whoopin' I'm talking about is the 35-7 beatdown of the Dallas Cowboys by my Washington Redskins! I sat and enjoyed every stupid second of it. Dallas sucks and they proved it yesterday! Like I say...a long time comin' but worth the wait! Go Skins!

DVD show..

Well everyone keeps Emailing me with their "sorry i wasn't there, how was it?" bullshit! Well here's how it went down..I wore stripped pants with my polka dotted "measles" shirt and my church hat. Jack wore his red shirt with black leather pants, Scotty Miller wore a cool-green colored bowling shirt that once belonged to "Nat". Greg Rice "Valedictorian" wore..whatever and Dave B. actually wore a collar up on his shirt!..which was still black of course....and if anyone cares about how we sounded...We ain't called THE OLYMPIC ASS-KICKIN' TEAM fer nuthin'!!!!!

The votes are in!

The all important elections in Iraq have us all glued to the TV awaiting the results to see who is gonna be the leader of this new democracy. Well, I've just found out..and this is a WHASSUPTA exclusive!....the winner is....
write-in candidate, SADDAM HUSSEIN! Uuugh!
After hours of electro shocks, arm twisting, blindfolded genital beatings and having to sit in the same room for hours and talk to John McCain, President Bush finally agreed to the new non-torture act.
That lady threw her baby out of the window of a burning building? How the hell did she get out?

I was watching (for about 4 to 5 seconds) el-TON John's TV special the other night and realized that if his fatass can sit there and sing those songs and entertain the people then I can sit behind the drums and do the same. At least my arm are flailing. Hell, his fatass little fingers are the only thing that can really move on him and you can't see them from the balcony!
Of course, he does dress stupider than I do..(up for debate!)

MOM

OakTeam featured on Miles of Music webpage...and it's a Cracker!

http://store.milesofmusic.com/Compact_Discs/Terry_Anderson/34918.html

tidbits

Isn't it amazing how your skin knows how to erupt right before a big gig? I woke up this morning with a big knot in my chin. Cool! another chin, just for the DVD!

I'm looking for a photobooth in or around Raleigh. Not the Polaroid kind like at the mall, the b&W photostrip kind. You see why later. Let me know if you know where one is.

Hey, if they move the New Orleans Saints to Las Vegas are they changing the name to the Sinners? Just a thought.
Speaking of football names, I thought the last couple of teams have really dropped the ball so to speak. The Texans..now that just sucks!..and it's hard to say... Houston Texans, I always accidentally say "Houstous Texans". I think they should'a called themselves the Coons..you know, for oil tycoons. They could'a had a raccoon for a mascot. Well maybe not, that name might have caused a problem. But "Texans" still sucks!
The Titans..that was the biggest mistake EVER in football. Here's what they should'a done..and this would have GUARANTEED that they would have become the darlings of the NFL! They should have stayed in Memphis (like they were the first few years) and called themselves the Memphis KINGS! Big 'ol sideburns on the side of the helmet and a high collar on the uniforms with studs...awesome!..That TCB thunderbolt on their sleeves and look at all the music they would have to choose from! When they won it all they could play Elvis' "My Way". It would have just been incredible! But NOOOOO! We get the Tennessee Titans (Yaaaaaaaaaawn!)Huuuge mistake!
Ain't done no Christmas shopping yet. Shopping sucks! I walked into a store that shall remain nameless (Kohl's) and turned around and walked out. There was one check out line and it was all the way to the back of the store. All them unemployed people out there and y'all can't find somebody that can run a cash register!..in the words of Jed Clampett, "pitiful".

first times

I remember the first time I was ever on stage. It was at the bluegrass festival in Liberty, NC. My Dad's band, The Wake County Ramblers were playing and they had me come out and help them on "Mule Skinner Blues". I was about 9 and there were about 1400 old folks out there. I was scared shitless! My job was to smack a folded belt together and whistle at just the right time in the song. My only problem was that I couldn't reach the microphone so I had to stand on a little (and very shaky!) step stool. At one point I remember coming dangerously close to falling off of that thing and busting my ass right there in front of God and everybody. But luckily I grabbed my Dad's guitar and held myself up, not messing him up TOO badly.
My first time on stage in Europe was with Don Dixon in August of 1985. We were second from last at an all day (I think it was actually 3 days long) rock festival in Louvin, Belgium. We went on just before Graham Parker. Also playing with Dixon were my friends Parthenon Huxley and Rod Abernethy. It was a spectacular event some 18,000 strong, a sea of people. This time I wasn't so scared. It was a lot of fun even though I didn't know ANY of the songs. I had played along to a few of Don's records and we did and impromptu gig at the Brewery in Raleigh before leaving, that was about all the practicing we did aside from what we learned right before we went on. Suprisingly I didn't screw up too bad. That was a great tour. We had some other awesome gigs. One I'll never forget in Amsterdam at the Paradiso where we did 3 encores.

another "Translation"

This one sent to me from Mr. ruffle..Uh......Krause:


I'll drink ton of That! , emergency Lame record, 2000

Terry Anderson one Guitars, Vocals, Drums, organ
Mike ruffle Guitars
Jack Cornell Bass, Backing Vocals
Roger Gupton Guitars, Backing Vocals, bass
Guests:
Dave Adam Piano, organ, stringer, Backing Vocals
Rod Abernethy Backing Vocals, Harp
Big aluminium Anderson one Guitars, Backing Vocals
Heidi Anderson one Backing Vocals
Produced of: Dave Adam & Terry Anderson one Length: 41 min 32 sec. Medium: CD


1. $ OF at Education
2. Daddy Had A Wreck
3. Killin ' down in Dillon
4. Boyfriend 2
5. Bath Enuff ton of Crawl
6. Safety roofridge
7. Nastiest House
8. Skirt and roll Girlfriend
9. Nya Nya Nya
10. 37 Miles in Reverse
11. Mr Busdriverman
12. Church Folks Comin '
13. Stay Away From Your Heroes

For years I preach it. Hardly someone listens to me. It is to howls.
Only Terry Anderson one makes which I wants. Pure skirt & roll passport.

Like that generic term cure and unknown, as the name appears first, is not Anderson one. The Wundershuffle Battleship chain , of the first LP of the Georgia Satellites, is written from it. As Spezi of the Satellites it emerges also on both solo CD's of Dan Baird. On Love Songs For The Hearing Impaired it is involved even with all Songs as an author.
Further references: Ken McMahan, Eric Ambel (Bottle Rockets), The Yayhoos (the new CD of the Yayhoos Fear emergency The Obvious comes the days into the shops!) and many different. 1977 it the Spirit LP Future Games in-sang. Reason of enough to get also times again from the cabinet.

The universe Music Guide makes schlappe 15 Jaehre older for Anderson, than it is in reality. Clearly, the music of Terry is not completely brand-new, but 60 is not it still for a long time and it rockt anyway rather as 20-year old.

I'LL DRINK TON OF THAT! its third solo CD is in 6 years. It plays Drums and guitar, sings (inescapably audibly in the same preisklasse as Dan Baird) and as volume the "Olympic ASS Kickin ' team" around itself met. Thus it is clear that it concerns not around absolutely serious e-music, but classical Good time Rock'n'Roll.

Roughly outlined one hears: Naturally, various roots Rocker like evenly the Bottle Rockets, a shot Stones, the Everly Brothers ( marvelous Sixties of choirs) , Country and a whole bag NRBQ. no miracle, because the NRBQ guitarist of many years Big aluminium Anderson one mixes many satellite it together and bay RD influences, Dave Edmund (also into the liner the Notes is appreciated and with Daddy Had A Wreck clearly godfather stood) than guest, CO writer and idea giver on the plate.

The Lyrics is to a large extent expressed humorig there, the Songs rocken freshly and quickly, one hears that around a "Hei young, we take ourselves it first Take" production act. Nevertheless the sound is perfect.
Numbers such as Mr. Busdriverman with its violent guitars, $ OF at Education or Killin ' down in Dillon would have fit smoothly on each bay RD production.

Skirt and roll Girlfriend is a declaration of love to a woman, who hopefully really gives it.
She's kinda lazy, just like ME
she only works, when she needs the $
she don't like TV ot the outside world
she's and cartridge just girl at LP.
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She's outta fashion, she's outta style
but she's EN vogue wearing emergency-hung but A smile in such a way.
She'd hear A record from ' 73
than any OF that shit on MTV...

Church Folks Comin ' takes the double moral of the typical hypocritical Spiessbuergers auf's to grain. PUT them porno videos in that more drawer with your panty trousers, church folks comin '... . With such texts I can amuse myself always koestlich. Only in the radio one comes with in such a way which not. Actually harm.
Bath Enuff ton of Crawl schlurft itself as a correct ear worm by the boxes. Also somehow coined/shaped by Dave Edmund, this number.
Safety roofridge is the Song for the next condom advertising campaign. Merry Rumpel Country.
And Stay Away From Your Heroes is an account with the admired musician heroes, who present themselves with a personal contact as constituted Deppen. Packed into a marvelous 60ies-Popmelodie.

I'LL DRINK TON OF THAT! if a beautiful, fetzige are, diagonal ( Don't drink and drive! You might spill it ) and funny skirt & roll CD. Who likes indicated volume and musician, should access immediately.
I have no notion whether the house on Terry's is homepage seins. It would fit it and its music. Cool evenly.

prison music

I think that guy out in Phoenix has the right idea. The warden of a prison there is pumping Christmas songs throughout to get the guys in the Christmas spirit. I say take it a step further and use that practice as a crime deterrent. After the holiday season is over start pumping in The best of STYX or RUSH or REO (or worse.. the DJ from the Christmas party given by the company my wife works for!) from sun-up to to sundown. Can you imagine?
That could be considered cruel and usual punishment though and a fate WORSE than death and may be challenged by the ACLU.

12/16 Cat's Cradle

Here's the deal:

Tickets: $8 adv / $10 day of show

5:30 load-in
8:30 doors
9:00 Shalini
10:00 Kick the Future
11:15 OAK Team

www.catscradle.com

William Otis Anderson

school picture...2005

good news!

For those of you who can't come to the shows on a regular basis, like if you live in Australia or Japan or Europe.. guess what!? Next Friday night's show at the Cat's Cradle will be filmed for the purposes of a making a special DVD for one and all to see, hear and enjoy! Who knows when it will be available but hopefully by Spring. I'm sure there will be other stupid crap on there too other than the stupid show so LOOK OUT! And for those you locally..Git your ASS to the show and be seen in it!!

painting

I've been painting since I was 14 yrs. old and lemme tell ya..That was I loooooong time ago. I've had occasional breaks when music was making me enough money to sit my ass at home and write or drink or whatever I wanted to do. But it's always been there if I needed it which has been great. I mean, even though I hate doing it, I know I can go out and make some good money if I have to.
I worked with my Dad forever as he only retired about 12 years ago. Ever since then I've been doing jobs that I know I can do by myself. I saw my Dad pull his hair out with his crew day in and day out. They would show up drunk or not at all and I decided back then that if I ever did it, I would do small jobs by myself. This has proven to be a good plan as I have found out that a lot of folks have small jobs, just a room or two that they need done, and don't want or need a house full of drunks. So I stay busy as HELL!!..plus I'm really great at what I do. (By the way, I don't even own a roll of painter's tape.)
I was laying in bed this morning thinking about the "good 'ol days" working with the guys in my Dad's crew that bothered to show up. My Dad painted schools and made good money at it. Dealing with the students was never much fun as they would ridicule you
or try to start some crap with you, but you gotta do what ya gotta do. I'll never forget the time when one of my Dad's best worker's, Stanley Fish (God rest his soul!)embarrassed the hell out of himself one day. He was the shy type but amongst friends he would open up and do some stupid stuff like the rest of us. So one day after school, when all of the students were gone, he pranced down the hallway farting loudly with every step he took. After about 8 smelly steps he looked behind himself to find walking behind him a very unhappy lady teacher. Oooops! He was red faced for the next week or so after that!! Of course, we STILL laugh about it.

ooops!

It's been one of those kinda days and I wasn't really looking where I was going and well....my foot slipped and I fell off the wagon. It happens. From about lunchtime on I really felt a drunk comin' on. My everything hurts, had to do it!
I was tired in the first place from the awesome OakTeam rehearsal last night. We blasted through about 23 songs at breakneck speed and it was pretty unbelieveable. Hittin' on ALL cylinders! Hope our next gig is that good.
By the way that's at The Cat's Cradle next Friday, the 16th. My Christmas/ Birthday party is on duhhh!!! Christmas night! Then in Janurary we have the mini tour..WV/OH/KY/TN..check the website for dates.
Looking forward to hearing new mixes of new songs on The NEW Yayhoos record!! Roscoe is working hard today finalizing the record. I can't imagine them sounding better than the mixes I already have. Him and Timbo are masters!

Figure skating

I came across figure skating last night as I was looking for something to watch while we put up the tree and placed all of the stupid little ornaments (like Catwoman, a boat, and Mark McGwire hitting a baseball..huh? Whass that stuff gotta do with Christmas?..thass what I love about'm!) in just the right spot. I was trying to figger out why women loved figure skating so much. I used to think it was the beauty of the sport. The flowing bodies in motion together perfectly choreographed and executed as rehearsed. I used to think women were watching that stuff wishing they could do that stuff and especially with that dude! But after thinking about it I really think they watch figure skating for the same reasons that dudes watch NASCAR. Yup! Waiting for the wreck! They really just wanna see that girl BUST... HER... ASS!..and go sliding in embarrassment across the ice.
It really is a lot like NASCAR. They just go round and round weaving in and out and then somebody makes a wrong move and BAMM! Back to the pits, baby! You're done for the day! So next time figure skating comes on call a couple of good 'ol boys, get a case of Bud and turn it up!..and wait for the wreck! Same thing! Except the music usually doesn't rock quite as much!





















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Amplifier review!

Terry Anderson & the Olympic Ass-Kickin' Team
[Doublenaught]

Remember rock and roll? I mean REAL rock and roll? Terry Anderson does. Anderson writes songs that recall the halcyon days of bands such as the Faces, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and Rockpile. Three chords, a hook, and words worthy of Chuck Berry, John Fogerty, or John Prine are the primary quality ingredients of an Anderson tune. You know Anderson best from his success penning songs for the Georgia Satellites ("Battleship Chains") or ex-Sat Dan Baird ("I Love You Period"), but TA the singer/songwriter has now released four "official" long players, all of which are highly recommended. The newest finds him fronting his own band, the Olympic Ass-Kickin' team. Dig "Sunday Dress," the BEST Faces tune the Faces never recorded, or "Purple GTO," an automotive love song that Springsteen would lust after. Then again, Bruce could lust after most of the tunes on this disc. I count Terry Anderson as one of America's very best singer/songwriters and after one listen to this record, you will too.

- John Holcomb

correction

I think I reported last week that there were two bottles of 2001 Corison from Napa in my closet waititng for me when my birthday came around if I had been good up to that point. Well I just had another look in there and it appears that one of them is missing. Saturday night the wife and I got a sushi thing going and as a special bonus on the two week anniversary of not drinking we treated ourselves to one. Oohhh my God! That shit was so rockin'!! Drinkin' expensive wine is a totally different animal than havin' a pint of Thunderbird or a bottle of sorry ass Yellowtail (sorry Australia..I know you guys have some great wines, but that ain't one of'm!). It's like the difference between half & half and skim milk, or the difference between expresso and Sanka, or like the difference between crack cocaine and...oh wait a minute...nevermind, you get the picture. Some of these expensive bottles are like an entirely new drug. It's that warm and fuzzy feeling you got the first time you ever got drunk, but more better. It really is a wonderful luxury. Of course, I would hardly EVER get the chance to try these wines if it weren't for my truffle farm. We sometimes get the opportunity to trade truffles for wine and I for one am always like...uhhh, hell yeah!

Thanks Ben!

I'm currently reading a book about how I waste too much time (by sitting around reading?). It's called Today Matters and it's full of great quotes. And of course, wherever there are great quotes there's gonna be a few by our ol' buddy, Ben Franklin. He says "Time is the stuff life is made of." Brilliant! This dude HAS to be the smartest guy to come along in the last 500 years! Did you know that he was responsible for our modern day police, fire and rescue services? And the way I figure it, he was also responsible for pole dancing in strip clubs..yeah! See here's how it went down. There's a bunch of guys sitting around the firehouse with a bunch of buckets.."Hey! whass this pole doing here in the middle of the room. Damn if I know? Ben said we needed it." "Well I'm bored" "Yeah, me too let's call some girls"
(They forgot that the phone hadn't been invented yet but they did send out word via carrier pigeon or something, anyway!!!..I digress) and next thing ya know, Wanda's up there, drunk, top off, showing everything she's got!...Thanks Ben!

Rod, OMG!

Cooking dinner last night and I'm flipping through the channels on my kitchen TV only to land on Rod Stewart, hangin' out in Rockefeller Center with stomach stapled Al Roker and that bunch, trying to sing some old classic that just happened to have the word "snow" in it for the lighting of this temporary new skyscraper in Manhattan called a Christmas tree. I almost lost my appetite..if not the will to live! I could hear Ian MacLagan in Austin (all the way from Bunn, NC) laughing hysterically and screaming, "See, See there! I told you! Y'all thought I was crazy for breaking up The Faces but I knew this was where it was headed with all them strings and shit! What a buffoon!" It was pretty hideous. Speaking of hanging out with the enemy, Keef is mulling over whether or not to play Johnny Depp's dad in the "Pirates of the Caribbean 2"..The hold up is that the thought of working for Disney is making his skin crawl..Hold your ground Keef! Look at Rod, you don't wanna end up like that! Next thing ya know, you'll be doin' a solo Summer Concert Series on the Today show and fielding softball questions from Katie Couric!!