DBT Amoeba Preview

I have a full weekend of picture editing a head of me. Short and sweet today as I feel a bit of the flu-bug that's sweeping up the West Coast and my bed is making a very convincing case that it and I should really hang out and get to know each other better today... spend some quality time together. I agreed with one stipulation... I'm on top.

A few pics of the DBT Amoeba in-store from last night.

What a prompt band. Started at 6 on the nose.

Damn Cooley and his rugged good looks and his Breck Girl hair. 3 kids and years of the Rock and Roll lifestyle and to still look the way he does.... shite ain't fair! Oh, and I guess he's a pretty good singer/guitar player/song writer too.

Shonna singing Huston. SOOOO many good things to say about Shonna.

Consummate performer, Patterson. Free show in a record show and he's giving it everything he's got.

Couple of DBT articles from the intertubes.

First part of next week I'll have some pictures and a review of the shows up so y'all come back now, ya hear me!

Meth Finally Seeps Into Pop Culture:

"Patterson Hood, one of the singers and songwriters in the Drive-By Truckers, witnessed the effects of meth firsthand in his Alabama hometown, which 'really got hit hard a few years back.' He penned 'You and Your Crystal Meth' in response.

'At the time, nobody was talking about it,' said Hood. 'There wasn't songs about it; it wasn't getting much attention from the press.'

Hood finishes the song with a haunting verse: 'Indiana and Alabama, Oklahoma and Arizona/ Texas, Florida, Ohio, Small town America, right next door/ Blood soaked your pillow red; You and your crystal meth.'

Hood said the song has had a surprisingly polarizing effect on fans, resonating with those from middle America, while those from cities 'don't get it.'"

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Paste Magazine :: Feature :: Smell the Glove

Writer: Patterson Hood Feature, Issue 40, Published online on 11 Feb 2008

Two things we can all agree on:
1. We all love Michael Jackson
2. We’re all glad he’s not our uncle.

I was 18 and working at a record store in Florence, Ala., in the fall of 1982 when Thriller was released. At the time, it was considered the inferior follow-up to his 1979 solo breakthrough Off The Wall. It had that weak McCartney collaboration as a first single. Then again, it also had “Billie Jean” and “Beat It,” although neither of those had become ubiquitous by then. The elements were all there, but he hadn’t quite moonwalked into our collective consciousness yet. The Vincent Price thing seemed like a campy diversion, and “Human Nature” sounded like fucking Toto. Oh wait, it was fucking Toto.

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