Fret Not, America: ***LIVE*** From the We Stand With Gibson Rally

Congresswoman Marsha Blackburn warns the bikers over their carbon emissions.

Live simulcast starts at 1PM CST through the official We Stand With Gibson site.

What is it about American Exceptionalism that the soon-to-be ex-President Urkel H. Anti-Christ, Jr. hates so much?  Much like the impetus for the astroturfed “Occupy Wall Street” mob scenes, it has a lot to do with whether your check cleared the DNC.  Like the radio payola scandals, it also appears that federal agents are taking requests with mercenary aplomb from the far Left end of your dial.

The abbreviated version is that earlier this year Obama’s eco-stormtroopers at the hilariously misnamed US Dept. of Fish and Wildlife attacked the guitar manufacturer during a daring daylight raid, guns draw on employees, out of fear that Gibson’s inventory of awesome would have been flushed down their toilets had they simply knocked on the door with a search warrant.

Makes you proud to be an American, doesn’t it?  I mean it’s not selling automatic weapons to Mexican Drug Cartels in order to pin gang violence on US gun owners but it’s a nice touch.

At issue seems to be that Gibson employs documented American citizens to do some fit and finish work on the wood used in their instruments.  Americans who should be drawing patriotic unemployment checks. 

In an interview with Beck radio affiliate KMJ 105.9 in Fresno, California, Juszkiewicz told host Chris Daniel that the government made the point “explicitly:”

CHRIS DANIEL:  Mr. Juszkiewicz, did an agent of the US government suggest to you that your problems would go away if you used Madagascar labor instead of American labor?

HENRY JUSZKIEWICZ:  They actually wrote that in a pleading.

CHRIS DANIEL:  Excuse me?

HENRY JUSKIEWICZ:   They actually wrote that in a pleading.

CHRIS DANIEL:  That your problems would go away if you used Madagascar labor instead of our labor?

HENRY JUSKIEWICZ:  Yes, yeah. They said that explicitly.

It’s not that the wood is harvested from the Tree of Souls from Avatar though if it were it would probably rock your face off and simultaneously get your cats pregnant.  And it’s not that a foreign government lodged a complaint.  No, US Fish and Wildlife decided to pro-actively enforce another country’s laws and pervert one of our own when the other country did not think it was a problem.  Gee, I wonder why.

One of Gibson’s leading competitors is C.F. Martin & Company. The C.E.O., Chris Martin IV, is a long-time Democratic supporter, with $35,400 in contributions to Democratic candidates and the DNC over the past couple of election cycles. According to C.F. Martin’s catalog, several of their guitars contain “East Indian Rosewood.” In case you were wondering, that is the exact same wood in at least ten of Gibson’s guitars.

The Gibson facility wasn’t raided over allegations of tax evasion, charges of embezzlement, or even something as drab as child labor. Not even close. It was raided over what the DOJ deems an inability to follow a vague domestic trade law in India (one that apparently the Indian government didn’t seem too concerned about enforcing) regarding a specific type of wood. Not illegal wood, just wood with obscenely specific procedural guidelines.

While armed federal agents assert prosecutorial discretion to enforce another country’s protectionist laws.  We all know what this is.  The same thing that happened to car dealerships that contributed to Republicans after the bailout.  The same thing that happened to Ford when the White House demanded that they retract their anti-bailout commercials.

The Chicago Way may be fine for blues music and deep dish pizza but it’s  un-American in a Presidency.

Everybody lend your support to this international icon today being forced to decide whether they should  layoff all of it’s US employees to stay in the good graces of our Gangster Government or fight the good fight until this administration is thrown out on its red diaper rash in 13 months.
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Frivolous Friday

So our country is going to hell in a handbasket. It was just a matter of time anyway. Put all that mess aside and enjoy some Chic…


Unrelated music news, the last of the Jimi Hendrix Experience has gone to join his bandmates. RIP Mitch Mitchell.

Mitch Mitchell, the British drummer in the seminal 1960s band the Jimi Hendrix Experience, has been found dead in his US hotel room.

His frenetic drumming was the bedrock of Hendrix’s music. Mitchell treated the drums more like a lead instrument than the rhythm section.

The late 61-year-old provided a brilliant counterpoint for Hendrix’s unique guitar sound.

Just five days before his death he had been playing a series of dates with the Experience Jimi Hendrix tour in the US, reaching a new generation of fans.

Livin’ on a Prayer

Boy, it’s non-stop excitement here in southern California’s bastion of wealth and excess. It seems that Bon Jovi rocker Richie Sambora cannot control his appetite for grandma’s cough (bad) medicine or underage girls as he was arrested for drunken driving last night in Laguna Beach (the “real” Orange County).

Wanted Dead or Alive

Ha! Does this guy look like the cool, rockin’ 80’s guitarist we remember so fondly or just some goofball who got too much sun on the beach?

The 49-year-old rock star, whose complete name is Richard Steven Sambora, was driving a black Hummer…

A gas-guzzling, air-polluting Hummer??? Wait a second! Aren’t Richie and the rest of the Bon Jovi crew some of Algore’s Concert-for-Climate-Change, Earth-love buddies? This can’t be accurate can it? I knew that he was a cowboy on the steel horse he rides, but the song never mentioned his world-class SUV.

…and was accompanied by three female companions, two of whom were minors…

Uh oh.. careful there Richie. You’ll end up in the slammer giving love a bad name. Perhaps they were just a couple of little runaways?

Close Encounters of The Limey Kind

I’ll admit to liking a couple of Beatles songs but the idea that we should make them our deep space musical ambassadors to possibly hostile alien life forms just strikes me as needlessly initiating negotiations from a position of weakness:

The Beatles are about to become radio stars in a whole new way.NASA on Monday will broadcast the Beatles’ song “Across the Universe” across the galaxy to Polaris, the North Star.


“Send my love to the aliens,” Paul McCartney told NASA through a Beatles historian. “All the best, Paul.”

Yes. By all means let’s send the aliens our love and hope that they speak the intergalactic language of “hippie”.

Love me do


All you need is love.


I came for the earthhole



Love me do


Love, love me do?


I came for the earthhole



Love me do


I want to hold your hand.


I came for the earthhole

Do you think I traveled from Arturos 9 for heavy petting in the back of my dad’s Galaxie 500? Grab your primitive feet handles and prepare to initiate “Operation: Infinite Uranus” gangbang protocols in 3…..2…….1……




You’re not from around here, are you? 


The Evil Industry Gets Eviler

Okay, it may not be as evil as Hollywood, but it’s neck-and-neck between those two. The soon-to-be extinct major music labels are so desperate to preserve their dying business model that they’ve now said that people who buy their music don’t actually own it.

Now, in an unusual case in which an Arizona recipient of an RIAA letter has fought back in court rather than write a check to avoid hefty legal fees, the industry is taking its argument against music sharing one step further: In legal documents in its federal case against Jeffrey Howell, a Scottsdale, Ariz., man who kept a collection of about 2,000 music recordings on his personal computer, the industry maintains that it is illegal for someone who has legally purchased a CD to transfer that music into his computer.

The industry’s lawyer in the case, Ira Schwartz, argues in a brief filed earlier this month that the MP3 files Howell made on his computer from legally bought CDs are “unauthorized copies” of copyrighted recordings.

“I couldn’t believe it when I read that,” says Ray Beckerman, a New York lawyer who represents six clients who have been sued by the RIAA. “The basic principle in the law is that you have to distribute actual physical copies to be guilty of violating copyright. But recently, the industry has been going around saying that even a personal copy on your computer is a violation.”

So, you’ve purchased their major label product, while they rape their artists with accounting shenanigans and suddenly copying your CDs to your computer is illegal. By that logic, every album that I recorded to cassette when I was a kid makes me a criminal that many times over. Even worse, I sometimes record television shows with a VCR and watch them at a later time. Should I turn myself in now, or wait for the media police to show up?

As a former musician who still has contacts in the industry, I’ve been on the fence when it comes to the downloading and sharing of MP3 files. I understand both sides of the argument – the artists who understandably don’t want to give away their product and the blurred lines of sharing music among friends or *gasp* even downloading MP3s off the intarwebs. I generally lean towards protecting the artist because the downloaders are generally a bunch of freeloading punks who want something for nothing, whether it’s music, software, movies or some other commodity.

However, when it comes to the major labels, they deserve every bit of what they’re getting now. Even if you set aside the fact that most of what they put out is absolute crap, the industry itself has a rich history of abusing its artists beyond anything most reasonable people would believe. Don’t mistake all their lawsuits as some type of valiant effort to protect their artists. They’ve spent their careers financially gang banging their artists (most of the time against their will), so the last thing they’re trying to do is help them. The majors are trying to save their own asses, and those are some sorry asses that aren’t worth saving.

More from the Economist (via Insty).

IN 2006 EMI, the world’s fourth-biggest recorded-music company, invited some teenagers into its headquarters in London to talk to its top managers about their listening habits. At the end of the session the EMI bosses thanked them for their comments and told them to help themselves to a big pile of CDs sitting on a table. But none of the teens took any of the CDs, even though they were free. “That was the moment we realised the game was completely up,” says a person who was there.

That’s just one of the problems the dinosaurs face. The chickens are coming home to roost for the majors. Since their official decline began in the 90s, the best rock/power-pop product has been released by the indies and the mid-level labels with nationwide distribution. The majors have failed on so many levels – from the quality of the garbage they put out to their own refusal to accept and embrace technological shifts – that there will be no official day of mourning when they’re referred to solely in past tense.

UPDATE: As See-Dub notes in the comments, the facts from the WaPo story aren’t exactly as the case happened. LaShawn Barber chronicles the whole thing for you. This is what I get for trusting the Old Media.

While the whole being-prosecuted-for-transferring-your-own-CDs-to-digital-format was inaccurate, my comments about the major labels remains. They suck out loud, even if this story was wrong.

Very Twisted Sister

Well, this is certainly a case of “WTF were they thinking?!”.

I don’t mean to ridicule as their hearts were in the right place (God bless them). But.. but.. Twisted Sister!? Did anyone even go see them in early 80’s when they were “popular”?

Besides carrying the “metal flag” against the PMRC, what has Dee Snider ever done besides host some VH1 shows?

Music Reviews 2007

You smell that? That’s Christmas in the air my friends. Smells good, eh (for my Canadian friends)? It also means that the end of 2007 is drawing nigh. With that in mind, I would like to step away from reality TV indulgence and political pontification to offer my music reviews for 2007.

Given that my musical taste is limited to mostly country, alt-country and it’s derivatives, these reviews will probably will probably, in-turn, have limited interest.

Son Volt – The Search

Rating: 1 Peanut Butter and ‘Nanner Sandwich (out of 4)

After Jay Farrar and the Son Volt gang layed a tremendous turd in 2005 with Okemah and the Melody of Riot, I had high hopes for this new release. It was rumored that Jay was going back to what made him one of the greatest songwriters of our time. Unfortunately it was just a rumor as we were delivered another dose of falsetto-Farrar coupled with poorly-structured political angst.

Wilco – Sky Blue Sky

Rating: 1.5 Peanut Butter and ‘Nanner Sandwiches

If you believe that Jeff Tweedy doesn’t miss Jay Bennet, then I am sure that you also probably believe that Algore richly deserved his Nobel Peace Prize for perpetrating a hoax on the simple-minded Earth-worship crowd. While Sky Blue Sky is a little more listenable than the previous cure for insomnia A Ghost is Born, it’s still lacking the musical depth and originality that we saw on the first three classic Wilco releases. Even though I would rather listen to it than say.. I don’t know.. go to the dentist, it definitely does not receive steady play in my personal rotation.

Ryan Adams & The Cardinals – Easy Tiger

Rating: 3 Peanut Butter and ‘Nanner Sandwiches

I have always said that an average Ryan Adams record is still better than 98.2% of anything else on the shelves today, and I am sticking with that statement. Granted, Easy Tiger isn’t the strongest release in his vast catalog but it does, however, further my theory that Ryan took a trip to the Crossroads years ago and offered the Devil a great deal on his soul. Yes, there are a few fillers on this CD but the quality tunes quickly overshadow any musical missteps.

Dig it.

WTW: Healthy White Baby?

Bucking the entertainer trend of shopping for discount celebrity handbags babies on the Indonesian black market, Jack White apparently stuck his ball in somebody’s biscuit and had a sweet little time about it:

NEW YORK – Jack White and his wife, Karen Elson, are the parents of a baby boy.

The couple’s second child, named Henry Lee White, was born Tuesday, a publicist for the White Stripes frontman said Wednesday.

True to his lo-fi indie roots, White immortalized the event by taking pictures with a Polaroid SX-70 Instant Camera and recorded the the baby’s primal birth scream on a #68 Edison Experimental Phonograph and will be dubbed to Betamax at the Easley-McCain recording studio in Memphis.

Family and friends can expect the vinyl copy of the historic day to be delivered by Pony Express some time in Early 2008. God willing and the creek don’t rise.

For Those About To Rock…

…we arrest you!

Iranian police arrested 230 people in a raid on an underground rock concert close to Tehran, amid a growing crackdown on behaviour deemed contrary to Islamic law, local officials said on Saturday.

Large quantities of recording equipment, alcohol, bootleg CDs, revealing female clothing and also drugs were seized at the concert in the city of Karaj just west of the capital, in Tehran province.

I think I speak for the RIAA when I salute the Iranian Prude Police for confiscating all those bootlegged copies of Twisted Sister that they just got last week.

I wanna rock!
What do you wanna do with your life?

“An investigation is in progress and soon a verdict will be issued for the main elements of the satan-worshipping instigatators and all these people will be punished.”

Who the hell do these people think they are? Al and Tipper Gore?

I know when the Islamotards start talking about a “rock party” that it usually ends with a raped teenage girl buried neck deep in the desert while a circle of sandpatch Nolan Ryans-es take aim with stones. But for those of us who still believe in the redeeming power of rock, the immoral mortar that adds another brick to the wall will only hold for so long.

Hey, preachers. Leave them kids alone.

It’s Only Rock ‘n Roll

Rolling Stone is commemorating their 40 years of world-changing, revolutionary contributions to the world of Rock and Roll.

Only, it really wasn’t all that world-changing or revolutionary. 6MB readers know we loves the rock music. But at the end of the day, we pretty much know that the music is just for fun and at it’s best the soundtrack to some of our best memories.

Jammie Wearing Fool points out a great article in the LA Times (click through JWF). Rolling Stone, as indicated by their decades of snarky leftism, seems to think otherwise. This leads to some exquisite cognitive dissonance when their idols don’t seem to be on the same wavelength.

The editors of Rolling Stone are not at all apologetic about turning rock ‘n’ roll into three-chord propaganda and laying down a lasting line of generational grievance. On the contrary, they see it as their great accomplishment. Which is why they appeared disconcerted, in recent interviews, by the unwillingness of some family members to follow the script.

Poor Jack Nicholson even admitted that he was “incapable of hating a president of the United States.” This was considered so amazing that the editors displayed the quote prominently in a box.

Her Name is J’Coco

It’s a different style of music – “blended with other styles from the past, present and future”

A lyrical sample…

I found a girl that I love the most…
Her name is J’Coco…
I’d rather have you than a million dollars, baby….
I try to sleep at night… I can’t

The most frightening part of this video is that this may indeed be the style of the future.

h/t The Wily Canuck