Julian Cope presents Head Heritage

Saw the Hansons live a couple times. My brother and I were standing about 15 feet from the stage, watching the band playing the instrumental opening of "Total Goombah!", when all of a sudden a dude shoulder checks my brother from behind, storming toward the stage. My bro shoves him back, and he turns around and sneers, and I see its the singer in his leather jacket and backwards baseball hat. Then he joins two dudes front and center dressed like the hockey Hansons, puts his arms around them and starts headbanging. Then perfectly on cue, jumps up, grabs the mic and sings "You know who you are!". I was still laughing at how my brother was ready to fight Johnny Hanson.

Hail Ye!

Watched SLAP SHOT just awhile ago, haven’t seen it in ages. It was even better than what I remembered (it was one of the faves as a kid)!

Also, thanks for the heads up re: Sly’s book! Been somewhat off the ”grid” of late…

Better late than never, Sly recounts his eighty years on planet earth:

https://www.amazon.com/Thank-You-Falettinme-Mice-Agin/dp/0374606978

I wasn't well-acquainted with Sly's story, post-Family Stone.

To be honest, I had a feeling it wasn't going to be a pretty story.

But now that I know, having finished Sly's autobiography, I feel like I've been put through the last 24 minutes of BOOGIE NIGHTS (1997) on repeat loop for 24 hours straight. It gets more and more harrowing after 1975.

I could barely keep up with the drugs, locations, hotels, girls, cars, record men, family members, musical equipment (purchased, then lost, stolen or sold off), repossessions, George Clinton appearances, parties, gigs, plays on words, drugs...

He does seem to be at peace with his life and all the many decisions that led up to now. But how he is still alive is a mystery. The man lived his life at the density and speed of Lord Buckley rapping "The Nazz" (which Sly can still peel off verbatim.) First frontwards then backwards.

Hey, HI DEN!
Here's hoping the new year treats you (and us all) well.

I wasn't well-acquainted with Sly's story, post-Family Stone.

To be honest, I had a feeling it wasn't going to be a pretty story.

But now that I know, having finished Sly's autobiography, I feel like I've been put through the last 24 minutes of BOOGIE NIGHTS (1997) on repeat loop for 24 hours straight. It gets more and more harrowing after 1975.

I could barely keep up with the drugs, locations, hotels, girls, cars, record men, family members, musical equipment (purchased, then lost, stolen or sold off), repossessions, George Clinton appearances, parties, gigs, plays on words, drugs...

He does seem to be at peace with his life and all the many decisions that led up to now. But how he is still alive is a mystery. The man lived his life at the density and speed of Lord Buckley rapping "The Nazz" (which Sly can still peel off verbatim.) First frontwards then backwards.

I ain’t too well acquainted with the Story of Sly either. Although I remember, for example, the story of him falling/rolling down a hill (or something) on his backyard and breaking his neck. While not dropping one pea off his plate he was holding (according to him)… A story and an incident sort of reflective of his whole trip, I can imagine.

Can’t wait to read this one! Even though I still haven’t gotten over George’s book…

By complete coincidence, stumbled upon this last night as it was being premiered online. Pretty sure much of this 1973 live tv performance footage has been floating around forever, but I don't remember seeing the Little Sister song before, or the jawdropping opening: Sly, alone, in his most charismatic mode, doing a recital of Lord Buckley's The Nazz... before going into the final part of Stand, then walking through the crowd, in his silver spangled heels, to join his 11-piece band... and start the song over from a hushed beginning.
https://youtu.be/eedE4xIu830?si=RfwE2qZkOQV-7Re4