Night with the Rock-a-billy undead and the Great Craige Debacle....

Friday, high-day!

A nice weekend lays before me and I'm enjoying a few Berghoff Bock's on this fine Friday evening. I have a few stories to tell and things to say so let's start our weekend off on a good note and get right to it.....

First of all, last Saturday night I went to go see my friend, Mr. Salty's, band Psychomania at a local club near the south side. If you wanted to see what would happen if Alice Cooper raped the Stray Cats you have a small idea of what they're about. Let me set the scene for you all. The pulsating intro tape harbinged the coming of a few demonic fellows who lurked up to the stage and took their place at the standing bass and guitar respectively. They were followed by a man in a "Silence of the Lambs" type mask who led a straight jacketed, undead lead vocalist, Jimmy Nopain, up to the stage, where the Jimmy was binded by chains that hung from the ceiling. Seconds later, the masked executioner gutted and tore the heart from the lead vocalist and waved it in the air like some sort of macabre trophy. But, since the lead vocalist was already undead, he was unphased. Thus, Phychomania went into their hour and a half set of Physchobilly Rock'N'Roll that kept the audience of Punk fans, Goth chicks and dorks like myself happy as clams for a good portion of the evening. These guys don't play out that much, so if you're in the Milwaukee area and in the mode for some blood driven Rock-a-billy, keep your eyes and ears out for these guys. They're a hoot.

On to my next topic, the controversy with Daniel Craig being the next James Bond. Let me get something out in the open. As you may have read in this blog, I'm not at all happy about the firing of Pierce Brosnan from the role that he saved. I find Eon Productions reprehensible in the unceremonious 86-ing of the best Bond since Connery! But... I have no ill will toward Daniel Craig becoming the new James Bond. In fact, I'm quite interested in seeing what Craig can bring to the table as a young, newbie James Bond. I simply believe that producers Barbara Broccoli and Michael G. Wilson should have given Brosnan one last Bond movie to say goodbye to the fans and the role (something he was ready to do) and then proceed with re-imagining the character ala Batman Begins. Now, there seems to be a HUGE backlash against Daniel Craig becoming the new James Bond. I say, it's not his fault that Barbara and Michael are complete Dren-Heads. He's been put in a very precarious spot. Let's see what he can do with this before we pass judgment. Let's wait until the next holiday movie season before we start to make up pathetic web sites that already lambast the poor sod. Frechrist'sake, give the guy a chance. He's already lost a number of teeth due to the Broccoli/Wilson fiasco! Let's just wait and see. In fact, I'll go as far as to say that I think it is quite the ballsy move for Craig to make the attempt to fill the huge-as-hell shoes of the likes of Connery and Brosnan all the while finding himself smack-dab in the middle of this whole Wilson/broccoli fiasco. Quite the challenge, and it seems as though he's more than willing to take it on. Good for him and good frellin' luck. I want the Bond franchise to succeed, so I'm really pulling for him.

I'm gunna call it a week for now. I'm full of Berghoff and need some food in my tummy. So I bid you all adieu. Take care and "See ya!"

Zangz.