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50,000 Lire For My Thoughts


I woke up this morning with the late, great Kirsty MacColl’s “Innocence” stuck in my head. In the stylee of Comfort in the Sound, I’m gonna post them here, because they’re so bitingly brilliant after all these years, and pretty much everyone knows someone like the subject of this song. It’s like her own “Freed Pig.” I wonder who her J Mascis was?

It wouldn’t take a long time
To explain what lies between us
And it wouldn’t take a genius
To work out what the scene is
It might just take a pilot
To give you a natural high
But you’re sending off those bottle tops
For your free piece of mind
And are you just waving or drowning?
It’s so hard to tell when you’re so far away

Oh innocence has passed you by
A long long time ago
I was the fly upon your wall
And I saw what you know
Your pornographic priestess left you for another guy
You frighten little children and you’ll always wonder why
Always wonder why

The mercury is rising
And it’s not all that surprising
In the land of milk and honey
Where you make big money
And it always keeps the rain off
And it always keeps you dry
But back home the people hate you
And you never did know why
But I think I’m going to tell you
Just give me fifty thousand lire for my thoughts

Oh innocence has passed you by
A long long time ago
I was the fly upon your wall
And I saw what you know
The supermarket checkout girl
Once smacked you in the eye
When you eat noone else does
But you always wonder why
Always wonder why

It would take a gunshot
Just to clear your head awhile
And after all this time
How can you stand there
Look at me and smile?

Now are you just waving or drowning?
It’s so hard to tell with you so far away

Oh innocence has passed you by
A long long time ago
I was the fly upon your wall
And I saw what you know
Degeneration suits you, now I’m going home to cry
You won’t be seeing me again
But you’ll always wonder why
Always wonder why

i used to have this poster!

SEBADOH – “Freed Pig”

You were right
I was battling you, trying to prove myself
I tried to bury you with guilt; I wanted to prove you wrong
I’ve got nothing better to do than pay too much attention to you
It’s sad, but it’s not your fault
Self-righteous and rude
I guess I lost that cool
Tapping, til I drive you insane
I’m self-righteous, but never right
So laid back, but so uptight
Destroying your patience to tolerate me
With all the negative spirit I bring
Right, I was obsessed to bring you down
Watching your every move
Playing a little-boy game
Always with something to prove
Waiting to cut you down, making it hard to live
With only one thing to do
Cut me first, make it easy
Now you will be free
Now that nothing depends on me
Tapping, til I drive you insane
Now you will be free
With no sick people tugging on your sleeve
Your big head has that “more room to grow”
A glory I will never know
A glory I will never know


March 25, 2007 at 4:33 pm 1 comment

Bruce Langfeld RIP


Just found out about this a couple of hours ago and I’ve been on the phone about it since then. I haven’t seen Bruce in years. I didn’t know him well, but I knew him through old Tower South Street co-workers, old Welcomat (pre-PW), and music scene friends. He was very smart, talented, with a dry wit on the outside and a sweet core in the inside. I’m very sorry to see him go, especially since the obit says that he was struggling with loneliness and depression. When people leave this Earth not understanding they were truly loved, it’s a very sad thing. My heart goes out to his biological and musical family.

UPDATE: Since the toxicology reports are still coming in, it’s best not to jump to conclusions of suicide. If he was taking a lot of meds for depression, there’s a chance that side effects from a certain combination of meds could have been lethal. The second-to-last line was coming from a person living with depression, when you really don’t feel like you’re worth a damn no matter how many people around you show their love and support. Anyway, I hope this clarifies things.

March 22, 2007 at 12:48 pm 1 comment

My Janeane Garofalo Review Is Up


Reviewing comedy shows is hard. I need to learn shorthand. Was I too fawning? Maybe. I just realized that I really missed her or someone like her in the world. Especially today, when it seems like a lifetime ago when someone like J Gee could be a romantic lead or even say the things she says. It’s like the world has gotten stupider and duller since the 90s.

March 12, 2007 at 5:08 pm 1 comment

Russian Birthday Bath


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Leave it to Amy Salit to come up with the most unusual birthday party idea. On Friday, a bunch of us went out to Bucks County to this Russian Spa. There’s a big Russian population in Northeast Philly (went to high school with many of them at George Washington on the olde Bustleton & Verree) and then they moved to the burbs. The RS has three kinds of saunas, and to me, all of them felt like Philadelphia in August, which to me, does not equal relief. But sweating is supposed to be very good for you, and then after you’re done sweating like a pig then you take a very cold shower. Needless to say, I spent the evening in the whirlpool.

I got my first massage ever, from a little Russian man with big meaty hands. He was very professional but I get weirded out by strangers touching me and the seventh grader in my head was like “Tee hee, he touched my butt!” We hung out in the lounge in our white robes and bathing suits, playing pool, drinking Vodka and red wine, watching Fuse on giant TVs and an impromptu Oldies 98 lipsync from Ricky, and eating pickled everything. The food was fantastic but was chaotically served, prompting one of our Russian friends to say, “This is why we lost the Cold War.” I felt like I was in my high school homeroom all over again, where Russian voices frequently lulled me back to sleep at 7:45 in the morning.

Not coincidentally, the Sherrs are from Russia originally, then got chased by the Czars into Latvia, possibly one other Eastern European country, then Ellis Island. Everytime I ask my Dad, he has a different answer.

March 5, 2007 at 3:26 pm 1 comment

The Next Sugar Town!

9:00, $6, 21+
Tritone, 1508 South Street


Camille Escobedo’s Joan Jett snarl rides atop a bracing Cheap Trick guitar crunch from an amped-up garage band that’s ready for bigger things. (Dan DeLuca, Philadelphia Inquirer)

bells bells bells

Inspired by PJ Harvey and Throwing Muses, Amandah Romick (ex Grendel) and Melissa Zahnweh (ex Floozy and Undergirl) started Black Strap Withdrawal. After they disbanded, they started Bells Bells Bells with The Chance’s Kevin Fassett, drummer Bill Morrison and An Albatross’ Kat Paffett. Zahnweh recently left the group. BBB is currently recording new material with Apollo Audio’s Eric Harms.


RICHARD B. GRANDE (a.k.a.Nicola Visaggio), Mr. Drag King Philadelphia (Liberty City Kings)
Nicola Visaggio is a South Philly based queer boi dandy-dyke, visual artist (photo), musician, singer/songwriter and drag performer. Her songs pull on influences from folk/rock and blues music, with lyrical content motivated by life and all the obscurities contained within. Nicola is also the reigning Mr. Drag King Philadelphia and co-conspirator of the now forming Liberty City Kings: a drag performance troupe.

Storytelling By ELIZABETH FIEND (Big Tea Party)
Author, artist, musician; this (ir)regular Renaissance woman has college credit in stone cutting, wood crafts, jewelry making, ceramics & welding. She is a self-taught nutritionist & vegetarian cook. She has had solo exhibits of her paintings. Her cartoons have appeared in hundreds of underground magazines as well as R. Crumb’s Weirdo & Screw Magazine. She has been interviewed by publications as diverse as The New York Times & Anarchy International. Elizabeth is the co-author of a reference book on the thematical analysis of television, “Index to the Annenberg Television Script Archive.” She is also slide guitar player in the psycho-trash band More Fiends, the only Philly band to ever record a Peel Session for the BBC radio in London and has recorded nine records/CD’s. For her paying gig, she’s the Bibliographic Specialist at the Wharton Library.


Lizbot spins beeps and whirls while records fly deftly through her robotic appendages, resulting in a frothy mélange of no wave, prog, folk, noise, funk, punk, serialism, and any other genre you can think of.


DJ M.J. FINE (O.G. Sugar Town DJ, City Paper)
M.J. Fine was one of the original Sugar Town DJ’s when we started in 2001. She is a true Girl Rock expert, able to find the best tracks on all the mediocre Juliana Hatfield and Liz Phair albums that I’d long since forgotten about. This self-described “word nerd” is a copy editor for the Courier-Post and a longtime contributor to the Philadelphia City Paper, where she writes the “Reconsider Me” column.

Manning the soundboard is the lovely Beth Warshaw of WXPN and Girls Rock Philly.

March 2, 2007 at 3:00 pm Leave a comment

Happy Birthday Miss Poop!


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In honor of Amy Salit’s birthday, I’m posting a pic of one of her faves, Patti Smith. Amy was my favorite boss at my favorite job ever, a researcher for Fresh Air, where I was basically paid to ride my bike to the library and look up articles on hermaphrodites, food-bourne illnesses, Tom Hanks, and Bill Clinton. On my first day of work, Amy announced, “I’m disorganized and I’m a bitch,” so naturally we got along famously. She was a punk before you were and I still want to be Amy when I grow up.

Happy 28th!

March 1, 2007 at 2:31 pm Leave a comment

Things I Like This Year (So Far)

nme cover

Lilly Allen
Long Blondes
M.I.A. “Bird Flu”
Under Byen
The Eternals
A Sunny Day In Glasgow
Voodoo Economics at Sugar Town

And the fact that The Gossip is charting in the UK and on the cover of NME! America, snooze or lose.

February 28, 2007 at 4:24 pm 1 comment

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