Songs of the Month That Broke Reality

The early Eighties really were as magical and awesome as you’ve been led to believe, even as the seeds of our future heartaches were being planted in the dark. Me, I was 17 in November of 1983, and it’s a lost mystical land I like to escape to when the stars are just right ever since. 

Hip-Hop was a USAID Psyop

Investigative journalist Mike Benz looks into the evil Globalist cabal that deliberately killed rock and roll in favor of disposable garbage music created by pliable closet cases pretending to be gangstas, some of whom were actually sleeping with the Globalists. 

Allegedly.

Benny Johnson is obviously a partisan commentator, so grains of salt are highly recommended, but there still is some interesting information in this video. 

Check it out.

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The Troubled and Traumatic Life of Stuart Adamson

Well, the nights are getting chilly, the leaves are turning color, and folks are lighting the home fires. And that can mean only one thing: Big Country. 

The Spirits of '81, Part One: Punk-Funk Junk

The true importance of 1981 may not be realized by most folks anymore, given the extremely sorry state of "popular music" these days...

Sabbath Sunday: Sabbath, Sexy Sabbath

There are a lot of adjectives that come to mind when you think of Black Sabbath; dark, ominous, heavy, intense, things like that. However, one thing Sabbath was definitely not was sexy. 

Hardcore Matinee: Sick of It All, Built to Last

I realize this is heresy for an old Boston hardcore kid like myself, but the truth is the NYHC bands were just plain better.