BEWARE THE IDES of MARCH (a little late) REDUX

Well now it seems that the mystery of the vanishing SJB post has been solved. It seems there was an issue with a bit of copyright infringement. Oops. All apologies to PRINCE and his Management.
So, here is what I remember was posted (minus the infringement, of course)


The entire set list for THE SQUID JIGGER'S BALL 15 MARCH 2009 is just a click away, head over and give it the once over. It seems pretty self explanatory.

Also, we had given up some props to the folks over at IRON LEG for all the great and always entertaining posts. He wrote an amazing description of THE SONICS that summed up THAT band completely. It goes as follows:
If’n you aren’t hep to the Sonics, you mi amigo ought to climb out of your bomb shelter and back into the sunlight, on account of the fact that Gerry Roslie and his gang of thugs tore a hole in the Pacific Northwest during the 60s that shall not soon be mended by either time or anyone’s good intentions.

It was as if Satan himself pulled up to a mental hospital, handed out a truckload of geetars, organs and drums, plugged it all in and sat back and laughed as his creation ran amok. The Sonics were – to borrow an unfortunate but entirely apt phrase – the musical equivalent of “retard strength” – in which pure, unbridled animal energy, mixed with an electrified libido and marinated in grain alcohol is reduced to a serum, injected into Little Richard, who then went to the zoo, mated with a hyena in a swimming pool during an electrical storm then took their unholy spawn into a recording studio (during a tornado) and whipped up something very, very heavy. One of the heaviest products of this union is the song ‘Psycho’, which opens with a drummer who sounds like he’s playing with his feet, followed soon by Roslie’s howling and the rumblings of the frat band from hell. Honestly, there were moments when the Sonics made Screaming Jay Hawkins sound like Bobby Short (look it up…). It’s powerful stuff and shouldn’t be taken on an empty stomach, lest you burn a hole in your feedbag and end up attached to a series of tubes somewhere. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, because I just did.
Brilliant, and to help illustrate that point, I found this here Mondo Video a-go-go:

The SJB aloso recently got HEP to an obscure garage band from days of yore called KIT and THE OUTLAWS. They have a tune called DON'T TREAD ON ME that should be covered by almost every band, but isn't (heads up up up the Steve Woo Woo Wood).

Finest Kind, true believers, Finest Kind.

And finally last but not least, BIG BIG BIG THANKS to our buddy Tom Brogan for filling in on the old SJB, always greatly appreciated. His playlist is right here SJB 29 March 2009

Tom Brogan is also ON every Sunday from Midnight to 2AM hosting his own show, THE FUNNY THING on WOMR. Do check it out it's full of some Belly Achin' guffaws.