5.02.2005

What Was In My Jukebox...

I haven't been driving to work lately, so I haven't been listening to as much music as I should--except for whatever comes up on my computer's Jukebox (Winamp with a bunch of MP3's). A Velvet Revolver song came up and I remembered that I was going to do a review on the bugger a while back... so:

WHAT WAS IN MY JUKEBOX

Velvet Revolver (2004)

We know the story...Guns 'N' Roses came out way back in the 80's and released Appetite for Destruction... one of the best rock albums EVER (See review in my March 2005 Archives). Sadly, they were a one-hit-album band due to lack of in-band chemistry (or too many chemicals altogether?) and released a few subpar albums before finally disbanding in the 90's. I have been waiting ever since first hearing that wah-wah solo of Sweet Child of Mine to hear another great Slash album--and since that was back in my junior high days, I've been waiting a long time.

Meanwhile, grunge happened. Stone Temple Pilots blipped upon the scene and pretty much were a ho-hum rip off of all the other garbage found in Seattle. They broke up too.

Fast forward to today and our favorite guitar-hero-desperately-seeking-project-other-than-a-Snake-Pit teams up with Ex-Guns 'N' Roses bassist, [ahem...] Duff, and Ex-Stone Temple Pilot crooner, Scott Weiland. Yay? We'll see... SuperGroup? Not yet...

Remember seeing the movie, Willow? It was a George Lucas movie, no doubt... It felt like Star Wars: it had swords, a wise cracking mercinary, a helmeted bad guy, little people, etc. But it wasn't Star Wars. Willow got me through the loooonnnngggg wait between Episodes VI and I, but really, it lacked so much of Star Wars' magic that we pretty much forgot about it. It was good, I guess. But damn it! We Wanted Star Wars!

Same thing goes here. Velvet Revolver is good. In fact, it rocks more than it sucks... but I couldn't help wanting to say, "Screw it," and throw in Appetite for Destruction. To make my frustration clearer, just try to get through Willow without grabbing your Star Wars DVD's once you get to the part with those stupid tiny hairy things who are supposed to be comic relief (see pic below). But I digress...



Slash does an outstanding job creating grooves that both rock and are able to survive on today's modern rock radio. The guitar riffing is real good here, but the solos are too short, lack "ooomph," and feel "added on" rather than feeling necessary (like the jaw dropping solos of Appetite). Slash does good work here, but nothing special. Hmmph.

Weiland, to his credit, doesn't ruin anything. He doesn't suck. He's like the backup quarterback who's asked to fill in not to lose the game--but not asked to be a hero. He's alright. BUT, he's no Axl Rose (pre-plastic surgery/manic depression Axl, mind you).

Overall, the songs are cute modern bits of rock that just seem overproduced and sterile when compared to the gritty masterpiece of Appetite... and that's my issue with Velvet Revolver. Sadly, it will always be compared to the masterpiece--and it will always fall well short. (See also: Episodes I and II).

Rating **** outta 8.

Poetry? Yuk...

Again, sorry for the lack of new stuff...

Here's something I wrote for a creative writing class back in the day at the U of MN. Yeah, it's poetry and poetry sucks. BUT, it's timely as there are both new Star Wars and Duke Boys movies coming out this summer. Nice nostalgia, though. Basically, the poem shows how boys play--according to their hair color.
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Copyright 1995, Anthony Selbitschka

I wish I had black hair
then I could be Han.
Bradley Bruce Northquest got to be Han
(he had black hair).
My hair was blonde....
like stupid Luke's.
I wish I could be Han.

Behind, beyond the frosted weeping willow
the Imperial army marched.
I as Luke
with my blonde hair and
Bradley Bruce Northquest
and his black hair as Han
successfully, imaginarilly
protected the rebel base
on the frozen planet backyard.

Nightfall was closing in on
the ice-planet Hoth my backyard.
I as Luke with my blonde hair
was to report back to the rebel base my home.

(I as myself now with my blonde hair.)

Stupid Moonboots!
Stupid liner came out of the boot again and is
sticking to my three layers of spongeyslusheypuddlesocks.

Smells like cocoa.

Go downstairs
in the laundry room
strip down to my darkgreenultracool
Yoda Underroos underwear...
leaving behind a drippingsoggeylumpo'winterclothes
For Mom to take care of.

Kiss Mom.
Take cocoa.
Get my comforter.
Turn on the Duke boys.
Lie down.
With the cocoa.
In my Yoda Underroos.
Laugh at Crazy Cooter.
Wait 'till summer.
When I can be Bo Duke.

Cause I got blonde hair.
Like Bo Duke.
And Bradley Bruce Northquest
Has to be stupid Luke Duke
'Cause he has black hair.
Like Luke Duke.
And we get to cruise around Hazard County Oakdale, Minnesota
In our General Lee our bikes
In the summer
With my blonde hair.