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You’re bloggen with Dokken!

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Look! No ellipses!

Straight to the toooooooooooop! Tooth and Nail!

Hell yeah, that’s some quality headbanging when that song is on.

Wow, has it really been 24 years since this came out? That’s insane. This CD came on when I was driving home from work today. As you’ll notice from a lot of my reviews, I have a tendency to flashback. I wish I could blame it on drugs but I can’t. I remember buying the cassette of this at Roses department store in Suffolk, VA when I was 14. I think I heard the song Just Got Lucky on the radio and thought it was rokken. The title track comes in and just gets you all pumped up for some spandex jammin!

Now, if you’re a metal fan, and old school metal fan, you already know this album. I don’t need to break down its awesomeness. This was another of the great albums from 1984. What a year!

There are some funny stories to share about this one. I was over at Kelz’ house and we were jamming to this tape down in his den and his mom came in. Now, let me preface all this by saying both of us grew up in homes where our parents (or probably just our moms) thought that heavy metal was of the devil. They were probably right, but whatever. So anyway, she hears the chorus to “Bullets To Spare” and asks to see the tape cover so that she could read the lyrics. If I am not mistaken, the cover was this one, aka the alternate cover (weak):

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I think his mom said they were devil hands or something. She was probably right. So…Bullets to Spare…she’s reading the lyrics and just saying a few of them out loud. She looks at me and asks if I know what the song is about. Of course I did. I was 14. I was no Casanova but I knew enough about sexual euphemisms. But, I told her it was about a guy and his gun that ran out of bullets but had some extra ones in his pocket. Ha! I am sure she knew I was full of shit but she let it slide. I think it was a few weeks after that when she called my mom and told her that Chris and I shouldn’t hang out any more ‘cuz I was a bad influence on him. Actually, I think she made that call a few years later. “Not my kid” was that woman’s mantra. If she only knew, eh Chris?

“My barrel’s ready
My hand is steady
Tonight I’m ready for fun
I got my finger
It’s on the trigger
Another night on the run”

Hell yeah! Tell ’em, Don! The bad thing is that Dokken got tagged with the “hair band” label. yeah, they used a lot of hairspray and spandex, but they were a few cuts above the rest of the bands like Poison, Britny Fox and all that other bullshit. Dokken (band) had talent. George Lynch was a badass and not too many guys in the metal scene could touch him on guitar.

Good times. Fun album. I met Don on his solo tour back in 90 or 91. I was on the tour bus before the show and he came on, shook hands, signed a few things then sat down in front of everyone and shot up. Classy.

Free shipping! $9! Buy it.

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August 15, 2008 at 10:01 pm

They say that the night life, they say it ain’t no good life, but it’s my life…

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I listen to Thin Lizzy a lot…A LOT! I have an mp3 CD in my truck that has all of their albums on it. usually when that disc is playing I just keep it on shuffle mode, but when I want to hear an album in its entirety I put it on the Nightlife album.

Now, I’ve only been a Thin Lizzy fan for about 10 years or so; yes, I know it’s a tragic shame. I was just never exposed to much by them until about 1997. Besides their 2 US radio hits, Renegade was the only thing I had ever owned and I loved it, but still never had the urge to delve in deeper to their back catalogue.

Anyhoo, I come back to this album a lot. It’s very dark, sultry, bluesy (and I HATE the blues btw). When I hear this album I really feel like I am sitting in a smoke filled dive bar where no one in there is under the age of 45, no one speaks to each other, the bartender is reading the paper and everyone is just seeped into their own lonliness. Depressing, eh? It’s like a scene from the movie Barfly.

There’s a few upbeat tunes on here like It’s Only Money (Concrete Blonde did a great version of this), Sha-La-La and She Knows. But even those have an air of dank depression. Still In Love With You is the biggest “hit” on this one and became a staple of Lizzy’s live set.

This album is such a weird thing for me. It makes me sad and picks me up all at once. I think the combination of Phil’s soulful and sad lyrics mixed with the great production and guitar work just put my mind in a spin. It’s tough to explain.

Back in 1991/92 I dated this wonderful girl named Alicia. She was the coolest of the cool and in hindsight I probably should have married her; instead I broke her heart. She was very much into “my” music and she really loved this record. She used to call it “a great album to tap to.” She wasn’t talking about tap dancing! haha. So, I think it’s another reason why this album sort of brings me down; it reminds me of her and how great she was and how much of a shitbag I was to break up with her. For the record, I made amends with her (for my own good) a few years ago but dropped all contact, much to her dismay. Girls are funny. Why do they want to stay in touch with their exes?

Oh wait, this is about Thin Lizzy, yes? Right. Phil’s ballads have a way of striking deep emotions with me. It’s weird. I feel like I can relate to much of it. That’s generally the mark of a great songwriter, yeah? The ability to “hit close to home.”

here’s a lyric from “Dear Heart” that I love:

“He’d give his life, give his everything
To reach that goal and take that last and final fling.
But I guess it’s just another story in the greatest story
ever told
Dear heart, I wish that you could see that
Dear heart, you mean the world to me”

Here’s a vid for Still In Love With You:

Just go buy it already.

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August 15, 2008 at 1:21 pm

Back To School…

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I really have a thing for ellipses, yes?

Well, I am taking the plunge and going back to school. No, not obedience school although that would probably do me some good lately too. I’m going to be taking the Spanish II and III “informal classes” at University of Tejas this fall and spring.

Twenty years ago I could speak fairly good Spanish but never used it so most of it went away. The company that we are subcontracted under is from Spain and most of the guys in our office speak OK English. I think it would be helpful in all communications with them to be bilingual. Not to mention that I now live in North Mejico and Spanish and Spanglish are everywhere.

I think the great philosopher Homer (Simpson) said it best:

“Brain? You don’t like me and I don’t like you. But let’s just do this and I can get back to killing you with beer.”

Amelia is going to take the class with me so at least I’ll have someone I know in there to cut up with. She’s cool. She bought me lunch today.

So, I am looking forward to it, sort of. When I was in high school, I despised sitting in the classroom all day listening to the teacher babble about God knows what…’the War of 1812 this’ or ‘please factor these whatchamajiggers’ or the usual ‘Sean, please stop using your desk as a set of drums, and spit that gum out!’

I think I’ll manage. My company is paying for it too, so that’s pretty nifty.

If anything, I’ll just try to be half as cool as Rodney:

This movie rules.

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August 14, 2008 at 9:38 pm