Posts Tagged ‘MTV’

Not For Nothin’ – Episode 6.0 – “True Rock and Roll Stories”

June 5, 2009

Writer Amy Linden’s plan for world media domination.

June 2009 – Episode 6.

Running time 26:49

Heard you missed me…well  I’m back.  Not For Nothin’ s Amy Linden kicks off the festive summer season with poet, actor, dramatist and aspiring rodeo clown Carl Hancock Rux. Giddee yap, ya’ll.

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Not for Nothin’ – Episode 3.0

February 7, 2009

Part of writer Amy Linden’s plan

for world media domination.

February 2009 – Episode 3. Running time 28:00

On this installment, Amy Linden talks hope and stretch marks with the sublime and Grammy nominated Stephanie Mckay. The BX native’s latest, “Tell It Like It Is” hits stores in March and is currently available, just like this podcast, on iTunes!

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The Only Cramps That Matter

February 5, 2009

a few hours ago i got an email telling me the 2good 2b 4gotten lux interior passed away. for any true punk rock fan lux’s death is not just tragic but yet another reminder of how original is hard to come by and how not giving up or selling out might not always pay the bills but may just assure you a plus one in the heaven vip.
for those of you late to the party lux interior, along with his wife poison ivy founded the cramps- the punk a billy gods(and goddesses) who for more than 25 years celebrated everything odd, creepy, sexy and cool. think boris pickett meets betty page meets elvis’ dead twin meets ec comics meets stilletos meets things that go bump in the night- when the cramps hit the stage you knew you were going to see a band that did it their way and for whom, every day was halloween. “human fly”. “garbage man”. “goo goo muck”: each 2 minutes plus of atmosphere with a steady beat- like the white stripes; the cramps did more with less but didn’t need hipsters and hype to let folks know. they rose out of the downtown nyc punk scene and while they never got the international recognition some of their peers might have, you just knew that lux was the kind of rock star any lead singer kinda wished he could be.lux was everyone’s dark side
they were the very first band i ever interviewed. berkeley, 1979, the original lineup. there was ivy(lux’s wife and the deadliest chick in R&R) bryan gregory- owner of cheekbones that could cut a man dead- and lux. 6 foot plus a shock of jet blue black hair, skin tight(like tight)leather pants and attitude to spare.he wasn’t so much as good looking as compelling. he reeked of nasty…the best kind, of course.
he prowled the stage, growling into the mic , rolling around on the floor screaming, speaking in tongues, licking his lips, shoved the mic down his pants- dangerous and dramatic and charismatic enough to make you sell your soul and be all the better for it. american gothic, mid west macabre. hot damn they were amazing .

i saw the cramps maybe 3-4 times; the last time at the old irving plaza with the ramones. i mean i was with the ramones, or standing next to them. or maybe it was the other way around. hadn’t paid them much mind over the past few years but was happy to know that the cramps kept on keeping on- no remixes for lux and ivy. the cramps forever. lux r.i.p

if i were to have an affair with a married 60 ish rock star

February 3, 2009

it would be bruce springsteen.
now i have always dug him. i even sat through the mopey folky records- wait. actually i liked those. i wasn’t mad for “magic” but a not as great bruce cd is still better than anything coldplay can or ever hope to record. i haven’t spent time with “working on a dream” but i hear it’s good and any man who can go from singing with pete seeger in front of the president to rocking out with silvio in front of fans with their faces painted cardinal red…. that’s the man for me. plus my pal marc anthony thompson aka the sublime chocolate genius was in the seeger sessions band, which means bruce has good taste and put $ in said pal’s pocket. plus bruce is married to patti scialfa who is hot, talented and married to bruce. yes. 3/4 of bruce’s fans, except for all the people that i know, are quasi meatheads who have misconstrued his lyrics of failed dreams and the slow death of the working class into flag waving sing alongs of american supremacy. yes max weinberg is annoying to look at and hear- no swing. no swing. yes clarence clemmons is also annoying , but but but. bruce springsteen. tight black jeans. got you where i want you grin on his face. sliding on his 60 ish knees on live tv. swinging a guitar around his neck with a precision a drill team would covet. come on. sometimes i don’t always love rock and roll and sometimes that’s because i’m not allowed to but hot damn. bruce springsteen. i salute you.. my man.

i will not be cynical

January 21, 2009

at least for the next few days but i know that i am really feeling it when just the sight of michelle and barack dancing makes me tear up.
oh; nice to see faith hill up on that neighborhood ball stage- i always liked that woman.
oh but please. GET RID of will.i.am.boring!!!!
but i will not be cynical.
i am still in shock and awe…yes i am.

1/20 pt 1

January 20, 2009

ok
it’s gonna be a teary, emotional few hours
i’m already welling up everytime they show the crowd on the mall or a shot of michelle and barack leaving church.

first order of bidness

January 18, 2009

obama must pardon us- from having to see, or listen to will.i.am. may be be live, on cd or hologram.
wyclef come back. all is forgiven.

verses from the abstract.

January 18, 2009

the other night, in between having a dream that i was sleeping on the steps covered in cheese, maybe melted. don’t ask, i thought about the story i’d read about beyonce performing at the inaugural ball.

several things came to my mind. one- let a nation a join in prayer that B isn’t styled by her mother.

two- michelle is some kinda woman to allow her husband to be that close to beyonce… i’m just saying, but again, michelle could kick young b’s ass and i will place money on that.

but my main , chief reflection was that when beyonce hits the very first note of “at last”(kinda cool choice of song, huh?) that the wife of a rapper was enjoying the honor of doing such. that the wife of a guy who was born in the marcy projects, sold drugs,alledgedly stabbed “un” rivera and in general lived a life that usually doesn’t make it to the white house: or at least not knowingly , was singing the first song at the first ball of the first black president that won the first election that my first(and only) son voted for and first president that his first and only mother, voted and worked for with passion … jigga whaat? that was a cultural change that was hard to deny. at 5 in the morning. while i was covered in cheese.
trust. jigga in the white house doesn’t come close to history in the true earth shattering we can change the world possibility of obama’s 8 years in office but, wow. ain’t that america.

now back to the hbo obama concert which already is cool. the boss? come’on! mary? bettye lavette, yeah they look like they’re lipsynching but even so. we’ve got a prez and a first lady who know the words to “lean on me”. come’on ?jamie foxx shouting out chicago , the “312” and michelle standing up? those obama kids who are too cute for words giggling and the older one(malia?) taking pictures of not only the crowd, but her dad? COME’ON, DAMN if for the music alone this is going to be the best 8 years of our lives!
sure, i’m getting a lil bit worn out from all the lincoln comparisons and could do with out the serious readings from tom hanks but one can not expect a hot 97 concert or springsteen show at such an important time.
oh. what’s up with marissa tomei’s hair?

the world is mine

January 17, 2009

i put a whole lotta effort into everyone else’s careers; especially the boy friends. i make calls, forward contacts, hustle and flow, back up,big up, rah rah rah until i’ve blah blah blahed. i should be a god damn manager and like most women, i have always poured it all into him but never had anyone pour into me and please, i don’t mean it that way…this can all be worked out in therapy or day time tv.
all of which is to say, my podcast “not for nothin'” is now up and running, either via face book or this blog or, drum roll.. i -tunes.
damn skippy. check it out, subscribe, do me proud and help me make some guy wanna help ME do my thing.
aiight?
1/20 is in sight.

Not for Nothin’ – Episode 2.0 – Citizen Cope

January 15, 2009

Part of writer Amy Linden’s plan

for world media domination.














January 2009 – Episode 2. Running time 35:00

On this episode writer Amy Linden plays the hits and discusses her sex life with acclaimed singer/songwriter and neighbor Citizen Cope.

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