Analogman

That's a good point. I just think his lyrics have become rather run of the mill and generic. I am probably thinking of Lucky Town - or whatever one has all of those songs about snakes and dice and whatnot. I will tell you that the emotion he put into songs such as Stolen Car/The River move me to tears - the latter songs do not.

Since I am just The Passenger, I don't know - we saw Wilco there a few summers ago. It must be a couple of hours.

Thanks, D.B.

You are right - I forgot that one. There is no way you can tell me that Human Touch/Lucky Town/Born In The U.$.A./Tunnel Of Love/The Rising are as good as the earlier stuff.

I'm partial to Lost In The Flood/Spirit In The Night/Racing In The Street.

They will - the rumors have been going round for a while now. It's a show not to be missed.

Those song titles make me think of Human Touch/Lucky Town. I think he is another one on the list of bands I will probably not buy any cds of again. I don't really care for much of his stuff past The River.

If someone could find the Batman Goes To The Planet Of The Apes comic book I had back in the day - that would be cool.

not bad - there is also this one When I was your age, I was shooting at sanitation engineers with a pellet gun. So - hat's off to you.

In the name of Blackie Lawless and Jay Robinson, I hereby deputize you Sgt. There's-already-a-thread-on-that-topic, dude El?.

That's what I call going way back for a thread.

I think you have a good point there.

Watchmen

The Old, Weird America: The World of Bob Dylan's Basement Tapes

Oh - I think we were there recently.

Jawbone Press (September 28, 2007) In case you are not familiar with Sid Griffin.

I think that is where I saw Allen Ginsberg. Is it on the Carnegie Mellon campus?

Pittsburgh pre-sale - Aug 18 - 10 am

I'm a long way from you, I'm a long way from home. And who cares for the feeling Of being alone? The notes and the words They will always unfold And I'm left with a manuscript That will grow old And the secrets all told anyway. So the song it is yours, And the song it is mine. And a cold wind it blows Through good fortunes of time. The hobo he leaves When the going is bad And the music he weaves Is so gentle and sad. But freedom he has anyway. And you know its time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Across the fields of mourning Light in the distance And you hunger

We have mentioned this before - but those of you who have never read DLR's book - check it out.

I meant vilnye.

I have original pressings of the first 2 Ozzy albums on vinly.