Uh, wow. Vera is a good actress, I’ve always thought, and apparently also a classically trained pianist. Christine McVie finally gets some attention, for bleep’s sake!
Tell you something: had I heard this alb earlier in the year, it’d’ve made it to my very-soon-to-be-published Bestuv 2011 list. It’s got everything I want, pretty much, short of Ron Wood. But Ron Wood would sound weird in this context, admittedly.
Maybe I’m a maoist, but I’d really like to have people forced to memorize little facts of life like this, and maybe carry the best blurbs around in a pocket-sized digest called What the Fuck Is and Isn’t Going On:
I was debating WSJ editorial writer Steve Moore on supply-side-trickle-down, and numerous times, he argued that supply-side tax cuts put more money in the hands of wealthy people and that generates more government revenue—this is Laffer curve stuff—and that this is what supply side is all about.
But as I tried to stress whenever that came up…no, it really isn’t just that. I’m perfectly willing to grant that tax cuts for rich people make them richer, and while there’s no Laffer curve—the cuts don’t come anywhere close to paying for themselves—Steve’s right that their extra income will generate tax revenue.
But what doesn’t happen next is what matters: it doesn’t trickle down. I know this is simple but it must be repeated. The point of supply-side tax cuts is not to raise the after tax income of the wealthy, and then go home. The legend is that their wealth will create more growth and jobs for the rest of us.
Detroit’s Easy Action! Featuring Negative Approach/Laughing Hyenas vocalist John Brannon, Easy Action is down and dirty rock n roll with the feel of being in a ghetto ghost town! Brannon’s still as frightening in his vocal assault as he ever was in his previous 2 bands, but more focused and truly more powerful. That shotgun blast is no longer all over the place, he burns the audience with a taser, up close. The band’s swagger is overall highlighted by the angular and mesmerizing guitar sound of Harold Richardson (ex-Gravitar), and a powerful rhythm section of Tony Romeo (bass) and Matt Becker (drums).
Listening to this now and, surprise, it’s damn tough. I’m supposed to go see these blokes late in Detroit tonight, but guess what? I’m pretty much the same trembling mess I was yesterday, and am in danger of forfeiting the first thing approaching a social outing I’ve had in weeks because I am feeling too much of everything. Goddamn it.
If I rally, it’ll be out of pure shame, and if I take my condition seriously enough to skip out on the gig, I’ll beat myself up about it. ‘Living le dream over here, Cobras and Joes.
ONE TRAGIC STEP On January 27, 1967, Apollo 1’s crew — Virgil I. “Gus” Grissom, Edward H. White II and Roger B. Chaffee — was killed when a fire erupted in their capsule during testing. Apollo 1 was originally designated AS-204 but following the fire, the astronauts’ widows requested that the mission be remembered as Apollo 1 and following missions would be numbered subsequent to the flight that never made it into space. (Photo via NASA)