― don, Wednesday, 26 April 2006 01:41 (eighteen years ago) link
ALINA SIMONE --- Passive-aggressive, apparently humorless art-song emoting, from a gloomy gal born in the Ukraine who grew up in Massachusetts and decorates her EP’s five songs with lap steel, violin, and farfisa parts.
SUGARPINE -- Brooklyn alt-country, probably rock enough for Drive-By Truckers or Bottle Rockets fans, if not Montgomery Gentry or Lynyrd Skynyrd fans. Singing's a bit bland, and sadly "Effigy" is not a Creedence cover. But in the early '80s, they would've been called cowpunk, lumped with Rank and File or Jason & the Scorchers. And "Manhattan Special" even sounds kinda funky at first.
REV. HORTON HEAT -- This Texas retrobilly guitar vet, who quite possibly peaked with his charbroiled Subpop *Smoke 'Em If You Got *Em* way back in 1991, celebrates his new Christmas CD, which doesn't sound half as raunchy as you'd hope.
ELIZABETH COOK -- This photogenic Florida-born second-generation retro-country hopeful has predictable smidgens of Loretta and Dolly in her inflections, but, on *This Side on the Moon*, not much memorable in her words or tunes. A poppier producer would help.
BRIAN KEANE --- Despite going shirtless on his CD cover, Brian has the commendable distinction of being a local singer-songster who is not hard to take, thanks in part to his sense of rhythm. His sound has blues, soul, and Latin in it, albiet via Paul Simon and Jackson Browne and Counting Crows. And he knows Mexico and small towns can be good subject matter.
JESS MCAVOY -- At first the first song on this Aussie bird's CD seemed to say "You could arrange your world to consist of Opening Day," and I thought, "cool, a song about a boyfriend who likes baseball too much!" But nope, the lyric sheet says "opening doors," oh well. And her sometimes-slightly-cello-and-trumpet-jazzed folk-trope unspecifics continue from there.
NORFOLK AND WESTERN -- This Oregon boy and girl call their album *Dusk in Cold Parlours,* but manage to scare more life out of their apparent Leonard Cohen and John Cale and Appalachia and minimalism influences than most indie drone-folkies.
RON SUNSHINE -- Cornball-not-entirely-on-purpose NY (ten-piece-) swingbandleader who seems to miss the annoying jump-blues revival from a few years ago. He's recorded with the P-Funk horns, and croons about drugs and abominable snowmen.
LEAH CALLAHAN -- Former indie-rock grrrl goes the smokey-room jazz-cabaret lounge-revival-all-over-again shtick route.
CHRISTOPHER JAK -- This young strummer, who began in Jersey then spent time in Colorado before landing in these parts, covers Cyndi Lauper's "Time After Time" and sings both verses and stanzas about his unbelievably deep feelings
MARLY'S ANGELS -- You'd think the Carole King comparisons plus Steely Dan comparisons plus Norah Jones comparisons plus that beret on her head might add up to Rickie Lee Jones, but local writer-warbler-pianist Marlys Hornick just ain't crazy-funky-beatnik enough for that. Sincerity with jazz changes; should hire a saxophone player.
THE TYDE -- The debut CD, *Once*, by these shambling and jangling crystal-canyon Los Angelenos (some of 'em moonlighting members of Beachwood Sparks) was named 44th best album of 2001 by morons at *NME.* Their new CD is called *Twice* (get it?), and is quite twee. Though "Henry V111" is oddly not a Herman and the Hermits cover.
― xhuxk, Wednesday, 26 April 2006 11:26 (eighteen years ago) link
REVEREND GLASSEYE Our Lady of the Broken Spine: Way way better than its satirical title and campy drama-club intro vocals led me to expect. Which doesn't make this super amazing, given the lowness of the expectations and given that the campiness is basically a cover for a voice that has no other way to achieve extravagance. Nonetheless, this is passionate music, drenched in Mexican horns that have been colored with Romanian (or some such) density. Country & (spaghetti) western guitar boogie is a frequent spice.
― Frank Kogan (Frank Kogan), Thursday, 27 April 2006 00:28 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Thursday, 27 April 2006 03:04 (eighteen years ago) link
they dedicated one song to Jack Clement, who came in to catch their set and sat next to us. I went up and shook Mr. Clement's hand, too, after they were through.
― edd s hurt (ddduncan), Thursday, 27 April 2006 15:20 (eighteen years ago) link
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Thursday, 27 April 2006 19:19 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Thursday, 27 April 2006 20:10 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Thursday, 27 April 2006 23:49 (eighteen years ago) link
― anthony easton (anthony), Saturday, 29 April 2006 05:59 (eighteen years ago) link
nly NEW hard rock/metal album i've played much in the past few days is *rebel meets rebel* by d.a.c. (as in david allan coe) and c.f.h. (as in cowboys from hell, which means dimebag darrell who is dead plus vinnie paul who is i think his brother on drums and rex brown who may or may not be in pantera--how the hell would i know?--on bass). at first i thought, "uh, nice try, coe can't sing anymore, but at least he sings better than phil anselmo", but then i decided it doesn't really matter; coe *doesn't* have the voice he used to have, the point's moot in this kind of biker rock (heaviest and/or funkiest and most successfully boogiefied in "heart worn highway" which is actually kinda jazzy in a '70s hard rock way; "cowboys do more dope" with its shouted anthem chorus about how country rocks harder than rock these days and also takes more drugs; "cherokee city" about how people fucked over the native americans; "time" which is a great hendrix rip with "ball of confusion"-meets-hombres rhyme-rapping and roky erikson-style observations about "alien forces inside my brain"); i also really like "arizona rivers" (fluttery psych-blues not far from j.d. blackfoot's CD last year) and "nyc blues" (understated talk-vocal walk through the east village a la peter laughner or whoever about seeing weirdos with blue hair, namedropping cowboy junkies probably because d.a.c. likes their name then talks about prince and purple rain and ends the album afterwards with a snippet of an apparently shitty song called "proud to be an american" by some band called pumpjack, played over the car radio which doesn't make sense because it's not a song about driving, but this is still like when rappers end their album with part of a new rap song by their unknown rapper pal who has an album coming out next year, so it's a neat idea. also: "nothin to lose" has female sex moans in it; "rebel meets rebel" is more heavy biker funk; "one night stand" is more heavy rock'n'roll with a "day tripper" riff and a verse that says one night stands aren't just for sleeping with women but also for bands (presumably like this one-off here); "get outta my life" isn't horrible but hank williams III's dumbass fred durst imitation in it is (what do people see in that dork again?); "no compromise" has more talked verses. in fact, in general, coe talks as much as he sings, which is a good idea. so: way better than any pantera album; also way better than the EP that coe made with kid rock a couple years ago (which i got sent a CD-R advance of; don't think it ever came out.)
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just didn't post this on the metal thread:
weird thing is, every once in a while, when i had the rebel meets rebel song in my CD changer, a song would come up where i'd say, "okay, THIS is how david allan coe used to sing". but inevitably the song wouldn't be by coe, but rather by jamey johnson, whose album i wound up liking a lot. at first i wondered whether the coe influence was just my imagination, but then eventually i noticed that johnson drops coe's name at the end of his own most biker-funked song "rebelicious," and i was vindicated. i can't believe that piece of butterfly-kisses fatherhood sap "the dollar" (which i complain about above) was/is both the hit and christgau's choice cut on this thing; it's like the worst song on here, just about (and the reason i took so long to listen to the rest)! and "keeping up with the jonesin." which is better but is still pretty damn cornball though it seems to be the other song everybody talks about, is hardly one of the best. i'd pick "redneck side of me" (the other one that reminded me of coe), "back to caroline" (hard hard honk tonk), ""flying silver eagle" (maybe the best divorce song of '06 so far). "ray's juke joint" (anti-hip-hop. pro hidden bar in the woods a la that black sage album don and i discussed up above), and "rebelicious" itself. gospel closer "lead me home" is nice too, as gospel closers go. way better album than i expected it to be; probably has a good shot of making my '06 country top ten if i make one this year. up there with toby keith, dale watson, carrie underwood.
― xhuxk, Monday, 1 May 2006 20:31 (eighteen years ago) link
Emmy Lou will get in this year or the next. Next will be Rosanne or Alison, but not sure after that. I would vote for Sammi Smith but no one is asking me. If the Chicks can stay together for 10 more years, they'll make it.
― Roy Kasten (Roy Kasten), Monday, 1 May 2006 21:16 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Monday, 1 May 2006 21:29 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Monday, 1 May 2006 23:38 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 00:15 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 00:22 (eighteen years ago) link
Rebel Meets Rebel is on Big Vin Records, which for all I know was invented just for this...
― xhuxk, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 00:29 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 02:39 (eighteen years ago) link
― George 'the Animal' Steele, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 04:31 (eighteen years ago) link
Also listened this morning to local EP by Lorraine Leckie and her Demons -- pretty decent Hank Wiliams "Lost Highway" cover at the end which reminds me of the Mekons's version (though maybe they changed the name? On *Fear and Whiskey* I think) and definitely captures the cheating-on theme of the song well, though most of the EP is more goth-folk in a Tori/Sinead mode, interesting when the instruments stretch themselves into drones at ends of songs but still not really my cup of tea. I do like "Rainbow," though, which has an AC/DC riff and a catchy rapped chorus that's shouted and not detached, and hence rocks.
― xhuxk, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 14:13 (eighteen years ago) link
and okay, here's the cdbaby link, you lazybones:
http://cdbaby.com/cd/kwilder3
― xhuxk, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 16:25 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 16:27 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Tuesday, 2 May 2006 20:06 (eighteen years ago) link
True Brothers' *Wanted: Country Outlaw Tribute* is another good cdbaby country CD, with adequate-to-great obligatory covers of "Take This Job and Shove It," "You Never Even Called Me By My Name," "Just Good Old Boys," "Older Women," and (most suprisingly) the Swingin' Medallions "Double Shot of My Baby's Love" (one of my favorite songs in the world, though they don't make it sound like anywhere near as much a drunken frat party as the Medallions did; still, I love that they cover it at all and wonder if anybody else considers it country - where were the Medallions from, Memphis or somewhere? Louisiana? I forget). There are also some apparent covers of novelty songs I don't remember hearing before -- "Marie Laveau", a goofy Shel Silverstein song about looking as ugly as your mom or something, and "Rub It In," which appears to be mainly about suntan lotion and instructs you to rub it on their back and their sacroliliac. And the album closes with an original called "Country Outlaw Theme" where they talk about how their dad thought all country singers should be clean shaven with short hair, but then the True Bros (who are true bros, apparently) started listening to Willie and Waylon and Kinky and Bobby Bare after school, and now Big N Rich and Montgomery Gentry and Toby are "throwbacks" to the original outlaws. Not sure if anybody put it that way before, certainly not in a song.
What's weird is that on the cover of the *Wanted* album (from last year) the True Bros LOOK like hairy scraggly dirty outlaws, but on the cover of their *Hymns and Other Songs We Wrote Ourselves* from 2003 they look like super-clean-cut hee-hawing old-time country (preacher?) dorks in gold (lame'? what does lame' look like?) suits. So at first you think it's going to be a religious record, which it sometimes is, but then you notice there's a real good song about Dorian Gray ("based on the novel by Oscar Wilde") and a real good one about Jecklyl and Hyde and a real good one about how if you marry a banjo-pickin mama she might not do anything else but play banjo, not even cook. And others about getting married and dad getting buried next to a tree so he can be next to his wife for eternity. And other songs *are* Jesus songs, often talked like a rhyming sermon like that old deck-of-cards song (which might not have rhymed, come to think of it) and sometimes acapella (with Louvin/Delmore style brother harmonies); "Six Steps to Heaven" is my faovrite worship one so far, but there are 16 tracks (all fairly short) on the album, and I haven't really absorbed all of it. Instrumentation is fast catchy bluegrass, no showoff bullshit whatsoever. Most of the songs sound like forgotten old obscurities, but songwriting credits are mostly all "Jacky, Roger and Teresa True" except for "A Christmas Wish" by Ricky Dunn, and "missing You/Hats off to Web," which is said to be based on a Red Sovine tune.
Religon stuff on Albert Lee's new *Road Runner* (at least 75 percent a country CD, by an old rocker who appears to be born again or at least is doing a pretty good imitation of being born again) are a lot more reverent and boring. The stuff on the album I kind of like is the Junior Walker title cover, the Billy Burnette and Delbert McLinton songs that sort of sound like 1979 Dave Edmunds rockabilly but not as good, and the seven-minute instrumental guitar jam solo "Payola Blues." But even those I can take or leave, and the more reverent soft-rock (including numbers by Leo Kottke, Richard Thompson, and a horrible John Hiatt one called "Rock of Your Love", presumably from after Hiatt started sucking) are way too hard to get through. Ten Years After CD from last year was way, way more fun.
― xhuxk, Thursday, 4 May 2006 19:55 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Thursday, 4 May 2006 20:05 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Friday, 5 May 2006 04:15 (eighteen years ago) link
http://cdbaby.com/cd/truebros2
― xhuxk, Friday, 5 May 2006 11:06 (eighteen years ago) link
― Billy Dods (Billy Dods), Friday, 5 May 2006 13:01 (eighteen years ago) link
two albums kicking my ass this morning that i found out about not through cdbaby, but through myspace of all places (nope, i don't have a page, and have no intention of getting one, but i figured out how to do the music search): victory brothers' *kowboyz de loz angeleez* (probably the best big n rich *horse of a different color* substitute I've ever heard including ones by big n rich, and now vying with leanne kingwell as my album of the year) and penny dale's *undaunted* (the best stevie nicks album i've ever heard by a country singer, probably, and an immediate 2006 top ten candidate.) lots to say about these two, eventually, but i'll hold off for now.
also really liking irma thomas's *after the rain* on rounder, the "rain" obviously being katrina, though i kind of hate the mooshy shelter-from-storm piano ballad the album ends with though i do hope it provides solace to new orleans. what i love so far is "flowers" (soul about flowers on roadsides after car crashes, with a sound that i swear reminds me of "uncle tom's cabin" by warrant), "make me a pallet on the floor" (cheating with a painter, wow), "till i can't take it anymore" (country music in a soul voice, about how "you work your thing so well/I dream of heaven and live here in hell"), "these honey dos" (vampy bawdy boogie woogie where the honey dos are at first temptations but wind up also being about manners like please and thank you), and "stone survivor" (which is just plain funky).
― xhuxk, Friday, 5 May 2006 14:32 (eighteen years ago) link
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=58969629
penny dale:
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=8670245
― xhuxk, Friday, 5 May 2006 14:47 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhxuk, Friday, 5 May 2006 16:00 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Friday, 5 May 2006 17:21 (eighteen years ago) link
Willie Nelson has always deconstructed westerns, and maintained abelief in telling the truth about places buried under their own mythology. It is found on his album, the Red Headed Stranger and inany number of singles over decades. It is found, in his low, lean andhungry version of the traditional ballad "He was a Friend of Mine", which could so easily have been dismissed, because of its lyrics, andbecause of its placement on the soundtrack to that Heath and Jakemovie. After his soundtrack work, he released, on Howard Stern andthen i-tunes, a cover of the cult classic outlaw tune Cowboys are Frequently Secretly Fond of Each Other. The two songs entwine, andemerge as one text, working out familiar themes: the decimation thatunexpected desire can cause, ideas of masculinity and honour, theimplications of dereliction of duty, and larger, more formal concerns of isolation, landscape and comfort.
Cowboys…is the rare song that actually talks about what it means tofuck the same gender on the prairies. Fuck in any number of ways, fuckbecause they love each other, fuck because they are lonely, fuck because they want to be kept literally warm or have a companion, or tocontinue their lives outside the mainstream, as another kind ofoutlaws. Like any number of us, it is about what happens when otherscannot handle the fluidity and dangerous nature of desire. The song is a classic, because it catalogs the options for how bodies fittogether, and because it acknowledges that some of the options meanthat "there's always someone who says what the others just whisper/andmostly that someone is the first one to be shot down dead"
The original is done in waltz time, and has a theatrical winking andnodding. The music has the same kind of music hall extravagance thatcaused Jobraith to lose his career, and 30 years later for Rufus Wainwright to have one. (Think of it as a less secure, less ambiguous,less haunting version of the Magnetic Field's Papa was a Rodeo.) Theslippages of gender, sexuality, and desire emphasized here arebog-standard Freud, lines like "I believe to my soul/there is a feminine/and inside every lady/there is a deep manly voice/ to be madeclear", maintain gay men really want to be women and vice versa linethat seems so old fashioned in the land of Brokeback and theInternational Gay Rodeo Association.
The satisfaction in male companionship is a central theme in the bothsongs, in the film, in westerns in general. The codes of masculinityare Byzantine and violations of these codes are rewarded by violence. One of the reasons why Matthew Sheppard was left to die in that fieldin Wisconsin was the difference between city boys and country boys,between those who went to college, and those who were working men.Watching Brokeback Mountain, Ang Lee is as aware of this; as is Ned Sublette (the songwriter of Cowboys…) the hardness of the lovemaking,and the wrestling/shoving/physicality of the foreplay in the movieshow this. He was also wise choosing the solidity of Willie Nelson tosing over the credits, as a coda, a song that expressed issues ofmasculinity, obliquely. He was a Friend of Mine, comes from the ground of the west. It does not have an author, and the narrative is basic narrative, with little detail, some in cliché. He sings it with greattenderness, but little directness (as opposed to Dylan, who was neverreally tender).
Like most ballads, the key to "He was a Friend of Mine", is the repetition of the chorus. The lines "he never did wrong/a thousandmiles at home, and he never harmed no one" have an old fashioned,permanence—a depth of hagiography that was never really existent in either Clint Eastwood or in Roy Rogers. The two songs here are neverreally about fucking, but about how to live integrously in a land thatrewards anything but what it says it does.
Both performances then are about what the Quakers would call speaking truth to power, and farmers I know, would call handling your own shit.The laconic taciturn outside of the cowboy hides a soft center. Thereis an effort to keep secrets, to cause no trouble. There is something of the private text, spoken softly amongst friends, in He was a Friendof Mine, and Willie infuses all of the privacy, the sadness and theshock, in the line "Stoles away and cries". There is tension between being quietly silent and actually processing grief, a tension thatviolates the code of the west, just as admitting that the desires thatone cowboy has for another, may not only be geographic convenience,but about lust.
This might be Willie Nelson's American Recordings moment, a desire topush himself away from old complacencies, and old audiences. It often happens when someone's physical instrument is so ragged, and when thedesire is to communicate differently Nelson's voice is shot. But howragged he sounds here, and how broken he sounds, makes the two songs even sadder, stronger, more tragic. They are a return to questionsthat remain unsolved in the 70s, and their answers are of an old man:be generous to people, mourn the dead, fight for the living, refuse toapologize for love and desire. Together, they prove a testament toNelson's skills as an interpretive guide, and to someone who reallyknows cowboys.
― anthony easton (anthony), Friday, 12 May 2006 20:37 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Friday, 12 May 2006 21:07 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Friday, 12 May 2006 21:46 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Friday, 12 May 2006 23:38 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Friday, 12 May 2006 23:46 (eighteen years ago) link
the road hammers are headed by jason mccoy, who i have been talking about forever, there was a fascinating reality television seires putting together the band, lots of juicy bullshit about the nashville scene, hes really astute in terms of the pure commerical aspect, and he hasnt broken thru from canada yet. i have seen him maybe 4 times, and hes a solid guy too, never interviewed him, though i guess i should for somewhere because of what he thinks about the industry is as impt as his work,i can video tape and send the reality show, if you want chuck. (hes acutally all over cmt, he has had several making the video specials, an hour at christmas this year, a support the troops thing, and his videos are consisently in the top ten, hes toby keith big up north, though he won the CMA Global Country Award this year)
Jason is such an amazing muscian, with a voice like a bullet thru glass, and i am sort of disappointed by the road hammers because it doesnt flatter him, its a bit too much of a cliche, and his love of the good lord means that he holds back a bit when he shouldnt. (there is a scene when they are in the studio, when he is singing about white pills and red wine or something like that, and he felt really bad about that, because he didnt want to be a bad example)
singles to hear, solo: this used to be our townborn again in dixielanddoin it rightthis could take all nightkinda like its loveten million tear dropsdoing time in bakers field i lie i feel a sin comin' on she aint missin me and his covers of billy shaver are amazing (as is xmas cd)
anyways road hammers, good, jason mccoy, best thing out of country music in the last half decade
― anthony easton (anthony), Friday, 12 May 2006 23:58 (eighteen years ago) link
don, the nancy mccallion CD i got is self-titled, so it may not be as knew as i thought it was (though i could've sworn it's listed as 2005 on cdbaby, though artists cheat on years there all the time, i've noticed.) also, some copyrights on it date back to '98 and even '84. best tracks on it, seems to me so far, are 'the leaving kind,' 'reckless child,' 'misery,' and especially 'moon over the interstate' and especially especially 'money's moving up' (about how the trickle-down theory's a lie), and they do indeed sound fairly molly-esque to me, more than some of the more staid other tracks.
as far as responses to posts go, seemed to they'd pretty much dried up in recent weeks, and the thread had pret'near up and died except for my own posts. though hopefully that was just a temporary lull.
― xhuxk, Saturday, 13 May 2006 00:35 (eighteen years ago) link
It just flopped around like a fish on a table and after awhile I got sick of listening to it. A shame because I liked the first record and didn't expect such a mediocre second one.
― George 'the Animal' Steele, Saturday, 13 May 2006 01:27 (eighteen years ago) link
hes not like dwight at all, hes more tender and almost milksop in a way, he emotes more then dwight ever did.
― anthony easton (anthony), Saturday, 13 May 2006 03:07 (eighteen years ago) link
jason mccoy isnt milksop, wrong word...he emotes, with a depth and an almost tender meloncholy, a sort of melodrama, but not femminine at all, butch!
― anthony easton (anthony), Saturday, 13 May 2006 03:25 (eighteen years ago) link
Don't give up on it, xhuxk. I've been neglecting it just cause I've been freakin swamped and I expect the same is true for others and I've been mostly listening to Go-Betweens albums lately. I think they may be the least country band to ever build music around acoustic guitars. P.S. I saw Tim Carroll and Elizabeth Cook this evening. Sweeter folks you'll never meet. Elizabeth has a new record coming out in Feb, and the single is: "Sometimes It Takes Balls to Be a Woman."
― Roy Kasten (Roy Kasten), Saturday, 13 May 2006 04:01 (eighteen years ago) link
― anthony easton (anthony), Saturday, 13 May 2006 04:14 (eighteen years ago) link
― don, Saturday, 13 May 2006 04:33 (eighteen years ago) link
Yep, that's exactly the one I got, too (including the '04 part).
And Anthony, if Jason McCoy solo is even *remotely* milksoppy, or even tenderly melancholy, I'm almost *positive* I'd prefer his Road Hammers stuff. Which isn't to say I wouldn't check him out solo.
I still totally love the cocaine and hangover songs on that Shooter album, and am stumped about why George or anybody else would think the latter, at least, doesn't have a masterful kick to it. If Poco or Pure Prairie ever rocked that hard, they hid ir from me.) (Didn't notice he'd switched the cover at the end; that stinks, both because his "Living Proof" sounded good last time I listened to it and because I sent my advance to either Frank or George or both, without closely checking the tracklist apparently, when my real one arrived.)
― xhuxk, Saturday, 13 May 2006 13:35 (eighteen years ago) link
(though his last solo album, shes not missing missing me at all rocks the hell out of a broken heart)
― anthony easton (anthony), Saturday, 13 May 2006 14:13 (eighteen years ago) link
― Roy Kasten (Roy Kasten), Saturday, 13 May 2006 14:45 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Saturday, 13 May 2006 14:59 (eighteen years ago) link
― xhuxk, Saturday, 13 May 2006 16:27 (eighteen years ago) link
― anthony easton (anthony), Saturday, 13 May 2006 17:52 (eighteen years ago) link