How Many More Typo's?

Reading "Get the Led Out"-How Led Zeppelin Became the Biggest Band in the World."
Lot's of great tidbits for fanboys like me,  but the hypothesis is never clearly proven or explained.

Case in point-"How Many More Times" track listing printed on their 1st vinyl album cover is just over 3 min.
We all know that song is much longer.  The CD shows it over 8 min.

The author claims it was intentional-shortened so it would get airplay.  Really now?  Come on people.  Give it up.

Wiki is waiting for a citation on this too-going so far as to say it came from the hand of Jimmy Page himself!

All of these nostalgic R&R books coming out show all kinds of scribbled lyrics on crumpled wrappers and track sheets filled out by wasted engineers that make very little sense.

Has anyone seen Jimmy's handwriting other than an autograph?  Do record producers really write out or type up all of the crap they want on the album jacket?

In my business, reading a rusty part number from a 50 year old piece of machinery-
 3's & 8's get mixed up all the time.  And the results are hilarious!  Thousands of dollars and hours of productivity are wasted due to illiteracy on a daily basis in manufacturing in this country.

So I think TYPO'S made Zep the biggest band in the world!
 (and caused the recession!)

It's clear as day, sheeple! On every record!  Some examples;

• Lead Zeppelin
• Did you make her?
• Boogie with "Stew" (for Ian Stewart according to the same book)  
• Presents (hahaha)

See?  My theory is just as ludicrous as theirs.  Not nearly as cool or mysterious though.

I think it best we go with our guts and stick with the original theory..........

....could it be...........

SATAN?


The "biggest band" claim is flawed as well.  Those guys were relatively fit considering their indulgences.
I think the biggest band is...well it's a tie between BTO & Canned Heat.
(Have ya seen Peter Gabriel lately?)

Adult Content

3 months away from my baby blog.  Went to check on adsense and found it disabled with message from Big Bro Goog:  "not allowed on sites with adult content."

This is the first time in 48 years I have been associated with anything remotely labeling my person or creations as "adult".

I guess I can stop waiting for that $14.95 check in the mail.  So much for my sure-fire idiot-proof step by step path to internet millions.  

Yet Big Bro Goog stands to profit-as the ads still run!  And my stats show plenty of visitors, whether I'm writing or not!  Finding my sarcastic presentation of consumerism profitable now, are we Goog?
Did someone actually click on a Full Sail ad? 

My favorite-"Screaming For Vengence-Buy it on Amazon".  (If you haven't stolen it already.)  Yep, still down there on the bottom right.

That big yellow-orange-metallic eagle "Hellion" has been a sentinel on this blog for months.  (The Sentinel-on a different Priest album.)

Yep... ad sense works.  Big Bro Goog is watching-profiling-spying-demographing my anonymous self and all you anonymous readers-like an Electric Eye!  On a blog created partly in response to Judas Priest's farewell tour.  Again, Life imitates Art, Rod Serling predicts the future, and it's dark and scary like the Matrix.  And even my little rock and roll fantasy is not safe.

Ironies abound.

Maybe Judas Priest controls the blogoverse & the interweb.  All since the loss of Jobs, this thing is up for grabs.  Al Gore wants nothing to do with his bastard son.  To let it fall into the hands of Tipper's arch enemies really signals the end of civilization.  Mother Mary.  Is this the Meggiddo? Dune?

Tipper's parental advisory.  Immaculate Conception.  Adult content.

Once again I've come full circle in a blog. 

Must be this Mars Volta I'm checking out.   Just like Pink Floyd.. I tell ya....More circles...Isn't this where we ....came in?

Happy Hell O Ween, you little hellions...

Last Rose Of Summer

We had a few laffs.  Famous last words from those who have passed through my life.

This blog has slowed to a grinding halt - as tough times and other endeavors take priority in the Roller's life.

Since everything goes full circle, I feel it fitting to end as it started.  Ranting about Judas Priest's farewell tour kept me busy.  A great band regardless of their current tribulations and dubious demise.  The music lives on, and hopefully past their mortality.

This early Priest song, slightly ripped off from an Irish poem, continues the same sentiment, and expresses my feelings better than I ever could with mere words.

Pretty, clean, Hendrix style chords, and it's related to Gardening! -another of Rotten's many hobbies.

Man tries to control nature, but nature's will always triumphs.  No matter where man may sow a seed, or tries to direct it's propagation, the originality and unique individualism of the species lives on, uncontrolled-almost untouched by man.  Man works in earnest against forces he cannot really control, always in awe of the results.  (Wow man, that's some heavy shit!)  

This concept applies to more than flowers if you think about it.

Touching, sentimental, beautiful.  An ending........ and a beginning.

Farewell for now...Rock on

Cake & Cement Mix, Mixed Financials

Today's blend of the good, the bad, and the yummy!

Our Last Sin drummer cooks!  Cupcakes!  Kimmee Masi starts her own biz - Confections of a Rock Star.  She found an eco-friendly app for all those empty guitar cases Pete Townshend had lying around...

Not sure how the frosting remains intact.  If Les Paul were alive, he'd have it figured out-and refrigerated.  (Dual coil humbucking magnets on the foil tins and a NiCad wireless rechargeable coolant system would be in order.)

Look for her somewhere on the real Jersey Shore.  Please ignore the MTV stereotypes and wish her the best.

Mixing Cement in Hollyweird, Jane's Addiction just got plastered on the Guitar Center Walk of Fame, and announced a new studio album.  Anything to keep Dave Navarro out of the financial industry would be greatly appreciated.  Confirm's Citibank's recent ranking in the top ten for worst customer service. 

Gene Simmons Premium Financing customers can't complain because they are near death.  Can you spot the aging rock star?

Trumpty Dumpty taught him something...about hair maybe. 

The Bat Liz has to be just as old as his new partners at Cool Springs Life.  Maybe older?  "Just For Men." Red Power Tie is very agressive!  Sharkskin Pinstripes are downright Gangsta! 

Cool Springs? Sounds like bottled water...And you thought the original KISS concept was confusing?  Try to follow their contract! Only pays if you die before final payment is due.  You bet your life!  And play to lose!  Only millionaires with offspring and trophy wives need apply.