#dann huff

[metalsongoftheday]

Friday, May 5: Megadeth, “Time: The End”

For the all the outrage Metallica and Megadeth generated in the second half of the ‘90s, hindsight has been much more forgiving.  For one thing, both would really embarrass themselves a bit later when they self-consciously aimed to return to heavier sounds.  But more than that, the four albums they recorded during this stretch had their share of hidden gems, with Megadeth’s Risk in particular ripe for rediscovery.  “Time: The End” closed that record with a sense of exploration and jamminess that was somewhat new to the band, and it wasn’t exactly a fleshed out song, but when Jimmy DeGrasso’s drums kicked in everyone went into full flight.  Neither it nor Risk were masterpieces, but Dave Mustaine and Marty Friedman were a great guitar tandem (despite apparently being at odds during the making of the record) and they knew how to lock in even without going into full shred.  “Time: The End” was a moment where the increased rock focus made sense and didn’t feel like a compromise, which of course made it a fitting closer to a confused era.

#heavy metal #metal #heavy metal music #heavy metal rules #heavymusic #listen to metal #metal song #metal song of the day #song of the day #song #Megadeth #dave mustaine #marty friedman #david ellefson #jimmy degrasso #dann huff #capitol records #90s music #90s rock #90s metal #the big four #big four #the big 4 #big 4 #Guitar Hero #heavy music #heavyrock #heavy rock #metalrock #metal rock

[thetrusouldj]

#Dann huff #Giant #rock music #Youtube

[mitjalovse]

Some musicians' cover songs reveal a plan for their careers as they decided to present some interesting tunes with their own versions of them. I agree, Laura Branigan probably didn't intend to do her own variants of so many compositions, yet her entire opus ended up being full of them. One of her biggest hits is this, well, ballad, I guess? I am not really sure how to see this tune, though I have the same problem with the original. They are both somehow an expression of the urban paranoia one can feel during the nights. However, we are never sure, on whether or not either Raf or Laura Branigan embrace this. While the entire piece remains an enigma we cannot answer for sure, Branigan infuses her edition with a certain determination Raf is afraid to show for … reasons?

#laura branigan #self control #self control song #carlos vega #john robinson #michael landau #dann huff #paul jackson jr. #nathan east #robbie buchanan #harold faltermeyer #thomas kelly #steve george #bill champlin #richard page #tommy funderbunk #jon joyce #jim haas #joe chemay #beth anderson #joe pizzulo #steve piccolo #giancarlo bigazzi #raffaele riefoli #jack white #80's music #synthpop

[favemusiclessons]

Dann Huff's Jangle Parts | Guitar Lesson

In depth step-by-step breakdown on creating Dann Huff style "Jangle Parts". We go pretty deep here so I'll put time codes below to help you navigate the different sections. 

00:00 - Demonstration  00:22 - What Are Jangle Parts?  01:38 - Jangle Chord Theory  12:20 - Other Chord Types  13:40 - Guitar Sound  19:22 - Outro

#guitar #rhythm #rock #dann huff #Richard Watson

[oliverreedmasterass]

Starcatchers 1x3 - Meeting the Master

Synopsis: After an incident involving Jake's amp, he's determined to win the cash to buy a replacement. Meanwhile, Josh and Danny choreograph a dance for a music video and Sam's clumsiness makes him see red.

Words: 5.9k

Warnings: violence against amps and nice video cameras, groin injury, Satan

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Jake, Josh, Sam, and Danny are sitting on the couch in Sam’s living room. Josh has the remote and is scrolling through the options on Netflix so fast, there’s no way he’s registering what he’s passing on. Beside him, Jake, Danny, and Sam are staring at him with growing frustration. 

SAM: Are you gonna choose anything this century or would I be better off walking in circles in the backyard for the evening? 

JOSH: Just, hold on, I haven’t seen anything that stands out yet. 

DANNY: You literally skipped Happy Gilmore. What’s wrong with you? 

JOSH: (under his breath) That’s not cinema. 

JAKE: If you don’t choose something in the next ten seconds, I’m putting on Pirates of the Caribbean. 

JOSH: (scrolling more frantically) No! 

Josh panics and selects Saturday Night Fever.

SAM: (incredulously) The disco movie?! 

JOSH: It’s got a good soundtrack? 

Jake huffs and leaves the room as the movie starts. After the opening credits are done, he comes back with his guitar and a comically large amp. While Josh is trying to get into the movie, Danny and Sam watch Jake struggle to plug his guitar in, and then settle back into his seat. Jake begins playing the Buddy Holly riff over every line of dialogue. While Sam finds this to be hilarious, Danny is into the film alongside Josh, and glares at Jake. 

DANNY: That’s not funny. 

Jake looks at Danny for a long pause, not blinking, and then responds with the Buddy Holly riff. 

From an exterior shot of Sam’s house, Jake’s amp is thrown through the window. 

Starcatchers Theme/Opening Titles

[acoustic theme song with a harmonica] 

From the fires we emerged anew, 

Singing, playing rock and roll, 

Reviving a genre just for you. 

Across the globe we traveled far

Recruiting an army of peace, 

Enchanting crowds with our guitar. 

A battle ensued at the Gardens Gate

And we preserved the gift of nature, 

Standing up against a culture of hate.  

We are the Starcatchers, reaching for the sky, 

Discovering words of wisdom to live by. 

We deliver a message from the heavens above:

Live your legend through the intelligence of love. 

[end theme] 

Jake, Danny, Josh, and Sam are driving to the set of their upcoming music video for Meeting the Master. 

JAKE: (to Danny) You owe me a new amp. 

DANNY: You owe John Travolta an apology. 

JAKE: I don’t owe that scientology freak anything. 

DANNY: I could hardly watch the movie, you were complaining so much. 

JAKE: I think I had the right to complain after you threw my best amp out the window. 

Danny tsks and shakes his head like he can’t believe Jake would even offer that as a rebuttal. Josh tries to step in to smooth things over. 

JOSH: Even if you didn’t catch most of the dialogue, at least you saw the sick dancing, right? 

DANNY: Oh, absolutely. I’ve actually been thinking about it a lot since last night. 

JOSH and DANNY: (at the same time) We should have a dance number in our music video. 

Josh and Danny gape at each other. 

JOSH and DANNY: Jinx! 

SAM: Absolutely not. 

JAKE: I’d rather you chuck me out the window with my poor, broken amp. 

JOSH: Just picture it though, we build up the dramatic tension and then, once the song crescendos, we tell the story with our bodies in front of a massive bonfire. It’s exactly what the music is begging us to do. 

DANNY: I do think that adding a dance would enhance the message of our song. 

SAM: I think you just want to see if you can move like Tony Manero. 

DANNY: So what if I do? 

JOSH: (starting to eagerly plan) We’ll work on the choreog once we get there. 

DANNY: Choreog? 

JOSH: Yeah, you know, the dance routine and all. 

DANNY: Choreography? 

JOSH: I think choreog sounds cool. 

DANNY: It really doesn’t. 

JAKE: You guys have fun with that. Since Danny is refusing to pay me back for my private property that he decided to destroy, I’m determined to earn the money back to buy a replacement amp. 

DANNY: You have enough money in your bank account to just go out and get a new one, Jake. 

JAKE: It’s about the principle, Daniel. I’m not paying for something that wasn’t my fault out of pocket.

SAM: I would argue that it was your fault. 

JAKE: (growling to Sam) Watch it. (to the rest of the car) I’m gonna win a radio show contest. 

JOSH: There’s got to be a better way.

JAKE: Nope. This is the only way. I know for a fact that I’m gonna be caller ten somewhere. 

DANNY: Do radio shows even have the money to do contests like that anymore? 

Jake reaches over and turns up the volume on the radio. A super cheesy DJ voice comes on. 

DJ: Hey Miss Independent, you wanna Breakaway? In honor of the queen, Kelly Clarkson’s birthday, we’re giving out a big old bucket of presidents to our tenth caller! Ring me up [phone], tell me your favorite Kelly Clarkson song, and the money’s yours. 

Jake fumbles with his phone. 

JAKE: Drats! What was the number again? 

SAM: 867-5309

Jake starts to type the number in and then stops. 

JAKE: (to Sam) [expletive censored with the Buddy Holly riff]. 

JOSH: You don’t even like Kelly Clarkson, Jake. 

Jake goes to the radio show’s website, finds the phone number, and eventually manages to call it. The rest of the car is fixated on him. Jake starts making clacking noises with his tongue while he waits for someone to pick up. 

JAKE: (excited) Hello? Wha- oh. 

DANNY: What happened? 

JAKE: They hung up on me. 

Sam turns the volume back up on the car stereo from his steering wheel. 

DJ: Congratulations to our tenth caller! What’s your name, and what’s your favorite Kelly Clarkson song? 

CALLER: Uh, my name is Dave. I don’t actually know who Kelly Clarkson is, I just need the money to flee the country. I’ve been on the run from the IRS since 2007. 

DJ: (cutting the caller off) Okay, buddy! Good on ya! 

JAKE: (throwing his hands up) Unbelievable! This is rigged! How was I not the tenth caller? Who calls into these things anyways? 

SAM: You and Dave. 

Jake groans loudly. Sam pulls into the parking lot of the Tennessee State National Park and kills the engine. While they unbuckle their seatbelts, Jake holds his hand out to everyone in the car. 

JAKE: Give me your phones. 

DANNY: No. 

JAKE: (to Danny) You especially. 

JOSH: Just, give it to him, Danny. This isn’t a battle you want to fight. 

JAKE: (nodding his head) I’ll hide in your walls if you don’t. 

DANNY: Are you gonna do anything else, or are you just gonna hang out there? 

Jake doesn’t know how to respond to this, but he doesn’t have to since Danny gives in and hands him his phone. Sam and Josh follow suit. 

JAKE: Now I just need six more cell phones and I can hack this thing. 

Jake takes off for the trailers where they’re supposed to get their hair and makeup done. Sam sighs and shakes his head, following behind Jake, leaving Danny and Josh. 

DANNY: We have about forty-five minutes until we have to get dressed. 

JOSH: That’s plenty of time to get our choreog worked out. 

DANNY: I really wish you would stop calling it that. 

JOSH: Would chor-ee be better? 

Danny sighs and shakes his head. 

On the set of their music video, Sam wanders around the large cameras and lighting equipment. He has his own personal film camera around his neck and starts taking photos of the cameras. 

SAM: (chuckling to himself) Heh. Camera-ception. 

Sam leans in close to a gigantic camera and attempts to take a selfie of it with his film camera. The flash goes off, temporarily blinding Sam, and he stumbles around, knocking into the camera. He watches in horror as the camera topples over in slow motion and shatters on the ground. How a camera managed to get that damaged in grass is a mystery, but it unfortunately happened. 

SAM: Oh [expletive censored with the Buddy Holly riff]!  

Sam snaps his head around in a panic and notes that no one was around to see his accident. He takes a few deep breaths to calm himself, and then spots a large branch a few yards away. He grabs it and places it over the broken camera to make it seem like the branch was what caused the damage, even though there are no trees anywhere close by. Once he’s satisfied with his work, he sprints away, waving his hands up in the air in a silent panic, back towards the trailers. 

Jake is sitting in the trailer, surrounded by about twenty five cell phones. Sam can be seen running with his arms flailing around in the background through the window of the trailer. Jake listens intently to a handheld radio that’s set on the table in front of him as a different DJ talks. 

DJ: On this two for Tuesday, I’m giving out two Ks to the 22nd lucky caller! 

Jake hovers over his phone, waiting for the phone number. 

DJ: I’ll be waiting at [phone]. 

Jake dials the number at the speed of light, his pupils dilated to the point where he looks like he could be possessed by a demon. He holds his phone up to his ear with his shoulder and begins dialing the same number into every other phone around him, putting each of them on speaker phone. While a symphony of phones ring, Jake waits. The DJ speaks over the phones. 

DJ: And we have our winner! Congratulations, what’s your name? 

CALLER: Jennifer. 

DJ: You get a buttload of money that you can use to pay for anything you want, like a new amp to replace your broken one! 

CALLER: Woohoo! 

JAKE: YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!! 

Jake’s shouts ring through the park. They can still be heard in the distance from the parking lot, where Josh and Danny are covered in sweat. Danny is doing a pelvic thrust move while Josh busts out a two step that would make Fred Astaire cry. 

JOSH: I think I’ve got it! 

Danny stops his subpar dancing to watch Josh’s feet shuffling. 

DANNY: You look like you could be a part of LMFAO. 

JOSH: That was not what I was going for. 

DANNY: Thank god. 

JOSH: What do we have so far? 

DANNY: Well, at the line, “And I’m taken, by the madness,” we do a spin and a half with our arms held in tight and then do some hand waving in front of our face. 

Josh mimes what Danny just described while humming the tune to himself. Danny watches him go and looks to be thinking hard. 

JOSH: Like that? 

DANNY: I hate it. 

JOSH: (growing frustrated) Most of that was your idea! 

DANNY: It’s just missing something, I don’t know. 

JOSH: More hip thrusts? 

DANNY: Yeah, maybe. 

Josh starts to sing the line, “And I’m taken, by the madness” again while Danny embodies Tony Manero’s hypnotizing disco hip thrusts. With joy, Josh starts to join Danny. It looks like they’ve finally singled in on something right. 

JOSH: Oh yeah! 

Sam rushes into Jake’s trailer to find Jake holding his head in his hands following his second failure at winning a radio contest. 

SAM: Oh no, oh no no no no. 

Jake peeks through his hands up at Sam. 

JAKE: (mumbling) I’ll be okay, I’m just feeling a little bit dejected right now. 

SAM: No, oh no as in I just completely obliterated one of the nice cameras on set. 

JAKE: (still into his hands) How did you manage to pull that off? 

SAM: The world is against me. 

Jake nods like he understands where Sam is coming from. 

SAM: (continuing) I planted a tree branch over the wreckage so it looks like I didn’t do it. But, Jake, I feel so bad. 

Jake doesn’t say anything. It’s unclear if he simply doesn’t care, or if he doesn't know what to say in return. Sam looks around the trailer and then lets out a short gasp. Standing in the corner of the trailer, checking out the mini fridge is a man in all red who can only be assumed to be Satan. Satan turns around at the sound of Sam’s gasp, holding onto a carton of 66% milk and takes a long chug. He then wipes his mouth and gives Sam a toothy grin. 

SATAN: Been naughty lately, Samuel? 

SAM: Psh? What? No. 

JAKE: (looking around) Who are you talking to? 

SATAN: (continuing) You really think you can hide from what you did? 

SAM: (to Satan) The tree branch did it, not me. 

JAKE: You’re starting to freak me out, Sam. 

SATAN: We both know that’s an awful cover up. Your fingerprints are all over that broken camera. 

SAM: (realizing Satan is right) Oh [expletive censored with the Buddy Holly riff]! 

Sam books it out of the trailer, determined to cover his tracks before someone finds the camera. Jake watches him go with a frown. 

JAKE: I should probably tell Josh that Sam is talking to the shadow people again. 

Jake looks like he might actually leave his trailer and fleet of phones behind to find Josh, but the DJ’s voice on the radio reminds him of his ultimate mission. 

DJ: You thought I was done handing out free cash that may or may not be super taxed after you get it? No way! Be the sixty-ninth caller, and I’ll send you a check that will make you piss your pants! 

Jake goes back to dialing on all the phones. 

JAKE: (to himself) C’mon, baby. 

The phones ring and beep in an upbeat tempo. The sounds transform into a disco version of Meeting the Master which plays in the parking lot where Josh and Danny are practicing. Josh and Danny have somehow acquired bell bottoms and tight button up tops with impressive collars. The parking lot pavement lights up around them like a disco dancefloor as they practice their routine. Although it isn’t entirely coordinated yet, Josh and Danny dance like their lives depend on it, pointing in all directions with an added flair and wiggling their hips around. They even bust out the lawn mower and sprinkler. 

The song fades out and Josh and Danny try to catch their breaths. 

DANNY: (wiping sweat from his brow) That was magic. 

Josh guzzles an entire yellow Gatorade, attempts to smash the plastic bottle against his forehead, gives up, and walks to a recycling can to toss it. He returns back to Danny’s side. 

JOSH: I’m telling you, it all lives in the pelvis. 

DANNY: Do you think Jake and Sam are gonna get behind our routine? 

Josh has to stand on his tip toes, but he places his hand on Danny’s shoulder. 

JOSH: Trust me, once they see how cool we look, they’ll be begging to give it their all in front of the big and fancy cameras. 

Back on set, Sam stops running towards the broken camera when he realizes the director has discovered the carnage. 

DIRECTOR: The big and fancy camera! 

Sam curses to himself and tries to slowly walk backwards towards the trailers. The director spots him and motions for Sam to join his side. Sam looks like he wants to book it. 

SAM: (thinking aloud) If I run, that will make me look pretty guilty. But I might be able to run fast enough to the airport that I can catch a flight to Argentina without anyone stopping me. But I don’t know Spanish well enough to ask people what their vegan options are at restaurants. I don’t want to be that guy who goes into a country not knowing the language. Talk about embarrassing. 

DIRECTOR: (breaking Sam out of his head) Sam! Someone absolutely obliterated this camera! 

Sam starts to scream but then stops himself. Despite his panic, he pretends to act shocked. He’s a terrible actor. 

SAM: Oh, man! That’s devastating! Are you sure someone did it? I mean, there’s a big branch on it. 

DIRECTOR: There’s not a tree in sight. Unless the branch fell from the sky, I doubt it. 

SAM: (changing his game plan) Well, then whoever did that is an absolute monster. I hope they rot. 

The director stares at Sam oddly. Satan appears behind the director’s back and shakes his head at Sam

SATAN: You’re gonna be the one to rot, Samuel Francis Kiszka. 

Sam chokes on another scream. Satan does a pirouette with a loud cackle and then disappears into a dramatic puff of smoke. Sam shakes his head and widens his eyes. He just had another hallucination. 

DIRECTOR: Boy, you’re taking this harder than I am. 

SAM: I just can’t help but think that whoever did that to your camera isn’t quite right in the head. 

Sam has a large frown on his face. 

You know who else has a large frown on his face? Jake. The poor guy hovers over his handheld radio, staring daggers into it with his phone ready in his hand. The camera zooms out to show that, with the exception of the director, Jake has squished every single crew member into the trailer to help him. 

BOOM OPERATOR: How are we gonna know when to dial the number? 

The Boom Operator holds the mic in front of Jake’s face, whacking him a few times. Jake sputters from the microphone and pushes it away before thinking twice and grabbing it back so he can speak directly into it. 

JAKE: I’ll give you the sign. 

PA: And what’s the sign? 

JAKE: Trust me, you’ll know. 

The radio starts to play sounds that are reminiscent of a Vegas slot machine. This immediately piques Jake’s interest and he shushes everyone so he can listen. 

DJ: Have I got a treat for you today. Sitting right in front of me on my desk, I’ve got - 

Jake is typing furiously away on his computer, searching for the radio show’s phone number. He finds it, lets out an excited cackle, and dials the phone number, hovering his thumb over the “call” button. Everyone else in the trailer is waiting, watching him with intensity while holding their own phones out. 

DJ: Gimme a call at [phone]. 

JAKE: (shrill) AWWWOOOOOGA! 

PA: What? 

JAKE: (more shrill, motioning at the phones) AWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOGA! 

PA: Huh? 

JAKE: Call the number, numbnuts! 

Everyone dials in and waits. The Assistant Director’s face brightens and she motions at her phone and gives Jake a big thumbs up. Jake crosses his arms over his chest and gives a satisfied smirk. He’s finally won. 

Josh maintains a similar position in the parking lot as he watches Danny finalize their dance routine. Danny moves with a stunning grace as he goes through the motions, doing dazzling spins, foot work, and jumps. You can kind of get a sense of the story that he’s trying to tell with his body, and boy is it beautiful. Danny finishes and wipes some sweat from his brow while Josh showers him in applause. 

JOSH: Absolutely stunning work, Daniel. 

DANNY: (gasping) You think? 

JOSH: Just one note. 

DANNY: Of course. 

JOSH: I think we need to do this move at some point. 

Josh stands with his legs concerningly far apart and his knees bent, locks his fingers together and wiggles his arms in front of him, like a wave. Danny watches him with a blank face. 

JOSH: (explaining while he’s still dancing) It symbolizes the tide turning. 

DANNY: I’ll, uh, try to see where I can fit that one in. 

JOSH: Preferably after Jake’s solo when he does the worm. 

DANNY: I don’t remember agreeing to that part of the routine. 

JOSH: When you see him do it, you’ll thank me. 

DANNY: Uhhhh….

Sam makes similar grunting sounds to Danny, sitting on a log on set and staring blankly at the camera that the director is collecting from the ground and moving into a beautiful coffin. The director sniffs back tears and dabs at his eyes with a hankie. Sam looks to his left and sees Satan sitting next to him, cleaning under his long fingernails with a part of the broken camera. 

SAM: Can you please leave me alone? The guilt is bad enough, I don’t need you around too. 

SATAN: On the contrary. I think you need me around to remind you what an awful person you are. I mean, who takes a selfie with a camera? 

SAM: What else are you gonna take a selfie with? 

Satan does not look amused. Sam nervously chuckles. 

SAM: So maybe you have a point. It wasn’t my finest moment, but it can’t be that bad, right? 

SATAN: The owner of that camera sold his dead father’s car to buy it. It was the only way he could make it in this industry.

Sam clutches at his face and moans in despair. 

SATAN: He kept that camera locked in a vault in his basement to make sure no one got their grimy hands on it. But the one time he left it for a second, you went and destroyed it. 

SAM: You know, I am kinda surprised he’s not here with the director, doing whatever that is. 

Sam motions at the director, who is playing a funeral song on a set of bagpipes over the coffin containing the camera parts. 

Jump cut to the cameraman in Jake’s trailer, texting the director “I’ll be back on set in a sec to get the cameras set up. Guitarist dude for the band just won a radio contest - who does that anymore???”

Jake is clutching arms with the Assistant Director, jumping up and down and shouting with glee. The Assistant Director quickly stops jumping and holds a finger up to Jake, pointing at the phone. Jake immediately stops and watches the Assistant Director, soaking in his glory. 

ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: (on the phone) No way, that’s incredible! (to Jake) I’m gonna be on the radio in a second, turn it up. 

Jake turns up the volume on the radio so everyone can listen. 

DJ: Congratulations to our lucky caller! Who am I speaking with? 

ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: Seymour. 

DJ: Well, Seymour - 

ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: (cutting the DJ off) Seymour Buttz. 

DJ: Okay, Seymour Buttz, you’ve got yourself one hell of a prize! 

JAKE: (leaning over the AD to call into the phone) What’s the prize? 

The DJ laughs for an uncomfortably long amount of time on the other end of the line. Jake’s eye twitches. 

Sam’s eye twitches as well as he sits with Satan on the log. 

SAM: (thinking aloud) I need to get money pooled together to buy the poor guy a new camera, don’t I? I can’t run away from this for the rest of my life. 

SATAN: You could steal the money. 

SAM: I could steal the money. From Jake. He’s trying to win a radio contest. 

Satan looks confused. Does anyone participate in radio contests anymore?? Sam ignores his look and hustles towards Jake’s trailer. On his way over, he runs into Josh and Danny, who are slurping down Gatorades to get their electrolytes. 

JOSH: Oh, Sam! Just the person we wanted to see! We gotta teach you the choreog for the music video! I think Daniel and I have come up with something really special. 

DANNY: It’s so good, we might even get invited to join Dancing With the Stars as guest judges. 

SAM: You’re gonna have to put that on hold, I have something really important I need to work out with Jake. It’s literally a matter of life or death. 

Danny snaps out of his euphoria from dancing. 

DANNY: Wait. Sam, what did you do? 

Sam is already gone. Danny grabs Josh and they hurry behind him. The three friends tear into Jake’s trailer to find him on the phone, the entire crew watching him as if they’re in a Renaissance painting. 

JAKE: (into the phone) WHAT’S THE PRIZE, DJ BIG BREEZY?! LEGALLY YOU HAVE TO TELL ME WHAT I WON! 

DJ BIG BREEZY: Man, I think you’ve got a stick shoved up somewhere where the sun don’t shine. Maybe I’ll pass this off to the forty-third caller. You’re kinda stressing me out. 

Jake sucks in a deep breath, holds it in his mouth with his cheeks puffed out, and then exhales. He looks a smidge calmer. 

JAKE: Sorry, DJ Big Breezy. I’m just really excited. So, how many K’s are we talking here? 

DJ BIG BREEZY: No K’s kid. 

Jake’s face brightens. 

JAKE: Mil? 

DJ BIG BREEZY: Nil. You won two tickets to catch a special screening of Saturday Night Fever at the downtown AMC! 

Jake hangs up the phone. His face progressively turns more red, to the point where he resembles Satan. Sam gapes at Jake with a look of distress on his face as well. He has nothing to steal from this poor man. Josh watches Jake with concern. Jake is going to blow at any second. Danny can’t help but let out a large laugh. 

DANNY: Hah! Serves you right! 

Jake glares at Danny, his face still red. 

JAKE: This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me. 

JOSH: Even worse than the time when you had to be Willy Wonka in the school play because I got sick? 

JAKE: Way, way worse than that. 

Josh whistles. 

JAKE: How am I ever going to pay for a new amp? You know what? Tour’s canceled. 

DANNY: Oh, come on, Jake. Get over yourself. 

JAKE: Amp killer! 

DANNY: Hey, let’s not go around carelessly throwing accusations around like that. I could serve time. 

JAKE: (jutting his finger into Danny’s shoulder) You should go to jail. 

SAM: (realizing behind Jake and Danny) I’m gonna go to jail. 

JOSH: (raising an eyebrow at Sam) Why are you gonna go to jail? 

SAM: (the dam has broken) I wrecked a fancy camera on set! I didn’t mean to, I just wanted to take a picture with it, but then I knocked into it and it just kinda went, well, kersplat. 

CAMERAMAN: Woah, wait, what happened to my camera? 

SAM: I was gonna get the money for you to cover the damages. It’s just that Jake is an idiot and screwed everything up with the radio contest. 

JAKE: Wait, what do I have to do with any of this?

SAM: I was gonna snag your winnings to cover my behind. 

JAKE: Sam! 

SAM: It was the easiest way to fix this. 

JAKE: Robbing me??

DANNY: (pinching at the bridge of his nose) What I can’t wrap my head around here is why neither of you are willing to dig into your own stinking pockets. I mean, you both have money for crying out loud. 

Satan appears next to Sam’s shoulder. 

SATAN: I say you punch the curly haired guy in the kneecaps for questioning your plan. 

Sam looks like he’s considering it. 

CAMERAMAN: Dude, there’s literally nothing to worry about. I mean, yeah, it would be nice to have the camera today to do the shoot, but it’s no sweat. I’ve got the thing insured. 

SAM: Insured? 

CAMERAMAN: Yeah, I don’t have to pay out of pocket to fix it. 

Sam looks to be having a hard time grasping this concept. 

JOSH: (softly, to Sam) Do you not know what insurance is? 

Sam shakes his head, embarrassed. 

JOSH: Huh. I thought you did since you really didn’t get too upset about Danny breaking your window last night. 

DANNY: Yeah, that’s mostly why I did it. I knew State Farm would be a good neighbor. 

SAM: I wasn’t worried about the window because I kinda like the draft it makes. It helps air out the place, especially after Rosie rips her massive farts. Boy, can that dog make a stink. 

No one knows what to do with this information. 

JAKE: Let me get this straight, you were going to keep your front window broken like that through the winter? 

SAM: I dunno, maybe? I didn’t really think about it too much. 

DANNY: Oh, Sam. 

SAM: You learn something new every day? 

Satan is back in the room, pinching at the bridge of his nose and shaking his head. 

SATAN: This is way too far out of my pay grade. 

Satan vanishes. Sam waves goodbye to him. To Jake, Josh, Danny, and the rest of the trailer, it looks like he’s waving goodbye to an empty corner in the room. Jake makes a noise like he remembered something. 

JAKE: (to Josh) He’s been talking to the shadow people again. 

JOSH: Aw [expletive censored with the Buddy Holly riff]. 

Danny cautiously approaches Jake and tucks his arm around his shoulders. Jake looks like he wants to slither out of Danny’s grasp, but Danny holds him tight. 

DANNY: I want to strike a deal with you. 

JAKE: I want to strike you in the kneecaps. 

Sam looks at Jake in shock. Is he Satan?!

DANNY: (ignoring Jake) I’ll pay for your replacement amp if you agree to go to the screening of Saturday Night Fever with me. 

Jake opens his mouth to protest. 

DANNY: (continuing) And you have to do the worm on camera during your guitar solo for our music video. 

JAKE: Huh? 

JOSH: This vision, Jake, it’s enough to blow your underwear into the stratosphere. Just picture it: your guitar solo starts, you drop down in the grass, and do the most impressive worm the world has ever seen in slow motion while a fire rages in the background. 

JAKE: I can’t do the worm. 

JOSH: Not with that attitude. 

JAKE: (to Danny) Can I bring in my lawyer to negotiate the terms? 

DANNY: We both know you don’t have a lawyer. 

JAKE: Do too. 

DANNY: Josiah Cockerell is not a real person. You just throw out his name when you want to scare people with a fake lawsuit. 

JAKE: Shoot, I spend too much time with you. 

DANNY: So, are you gonna take me up on this or waste the rest of your life away trying to win cheesy radio contests? 

The camera zooms in on Jake’s face as he tries to make a decision. We see that the perspective is coming from Sam - he’s got his film camera back out and is standing about three feet away from Jake, zooming in so far that the lens nearly presses against Jake’s nose. Jake pushes Sam’s camera out of the way and huffs. 

JAKE: Fine. 

DANNY: Shake on it. 

Jake and Danny spit into their hands, wipe their spitty hands across each other’s faces, play a quick round of patty cake, do a spin, bump their hips together, and then shake. 

DANNY: It’s been nice doing business with you. 

JAKE: Can I at least watch a couple of tutorials on how to do the worm before I go out there? 

JOSH: I think it would be a lot more powerful if you winged it. 

JAKE: You hate me, don’t you? 

SAM: I don’t want to dance. 

DANNY: You can be in the middle. 

SAM: Deal! 

JOSH: Come on, guys. We’ll show you how it’s done. 

Transition to Meeting the Master playing overhead. Josh, Danny, Jake, and Sam are back in the parking lot, dressed in their Meeting the Master music video outfits. Josh and Danny are dancing along to the music while Jake and Sam try to follow along behind them. They’re pulling every dance move out of their pockets - at times it looks like they're copying TikTok dances, at other points they could be on Broadway. They jump, they twirl, they point around, they wiggle their hips, they bust out moves that you would see on the dancefloor at a Father-Daughter dance. It’s a routine for the ages. When the guitar solo starts, Josh and Danny start screaming at Jake. 

DANNY and JOSH: GO JAKE, GO! GET DOWN AND DIRTY! GO, WORM BOY! WIGGLE BOY, WIGGLE! 

Jake chokes in terror and flops onto the ground. His worm looks more like he’s doing reverse crunches, continually planting his face into the grass. When his head retracts, he spits out clumps of grass. Even though his interpretation of the worm is a disgrace to the dance move, Danny, Josh, and Sam cheer him on like he’s killing it. When Jake picks himself back up from the ground, his white suit is covered with grass stains. Their stylist is going to murder him. 

At the end of the song, Josh is really feeling it. He pushes in front of Sam, who was dancing in the middle, jumps up high in the air, and lands with a loud crack in the splits. Danny, Sam, and Jake immediately stop dancing and gape at him. 

DANNY: Josh, that wasn’t a part of the choreog! 

JOSH: (choking from the ground) I wanted to add a little shish boom pow at the end. 

JAKE: The only shish boom pow you did was to your groin. God, I could hear that crack from space. 

JOSH: (still on the ground) I can’t move. 

SAM: No need to worry, you’re insured, right? 

JAKE: You’re kind of getting the hang of it, Sam. 

Danny approaches Josh’s side and lifts him from the ground with a grunt. Josh looks to be permanently stuck in the splits - as Danny lifts him up, his legs are still sticking out in opposite directions. Danny looks to Jake and Sam for help. Jake and Sam both nod: they know what they need to do. 

JOSH: Hey, uh, let’s not get too ahead of ourselves here. I actually feel fine. I love having my legs out like this. 

Danny, Sam, and Jake ignore him. Danny holds Josh up even higher while he babbles. Jake grabs a hold of his leg in the front and Sam grabs his leg in the back. They both kick up their feet, trying to swing on his legs. Josh hollers as his legs snap back into place. 

JOSH: [expletive censored with the Buddy Holly riff]!

DANNY: (as he puts Josh down) Better? 

JOSH: (brushing himself off) Hardly. I feel awful. 

DANNY: But, Josh, we have to dance! This music video is nothing without our bodies telling a story, just like Tony Manero did in Saturday Night Fever. 

JOSH: I flew too close to the sun, Danny Boy. It’s time for me to strip off the wings before I hurt myself more. I have a yoga class that I can’t miss on Thursday. 

Danny hangs his head. Jake watches him and feels a pang of guilt. He approaches Danny and puts a hand on his shoulder. 

JAKE: Hey, I’ll still do the worm. 

Danny looks at Jake in surprise. 

DANNY: Really? 

JAKE: Yeah. I mean, we made a deal, didn’t we? It won’t be the full dance, but at least you can get a bit of your messaging on screen. 

DANNY: We can work with that. 

JOSH: I told you he would see the light! 

The episode ends with the director, cameraman, and assistant director watching a cut of the Meeting the Master music video. During Jake’s guitar solo, they watch footage of Jake doing his kind-of worm in slow motion in front of a bonfire. There are multiple different angles of him doing this and, with the music, it’s a truly bizarre sight. The crew members gape at the footage and then the director shuts it off. 

DIRECTOR: Well…

ASSISTANT DIRECTOR: Oh god. 

CAMERAMAN: We’re not keeping that, are we? 

DIRECTOR: Absolutely not. That was the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life. 

The Cameraman and Assistant Director breathe out in relief. 

DIRECTOR: (continuing) It’s so bad, I want to throw myself out a window. 

END OF EPISODE.

Notes: EVERYONE GIVE ALEX (@jmkho) SO MUCH LOVE FOR THE TITLE AND ADDISON (@starcatcherkiszka) FOR THE ORIGINAL IDEA!!! 🫶🫶🫶

#greta van fleet #gvf #jake kisza #josh kiszka #danny wagner #sam kiszka #starcatchers #greta van fleet fanfiction #greta van fleet fanfic #greta van fleet fic #gvf fanfiction #gvf fanfic #gvf fic #josh gvf #jake gvf #sam gvf #danny gvf #gvf tv show #episode 3 baby #meeting the master

[thesinglesjukebox]

KANE BROWN - "I CAN FEEL IT"

A sample that’s no stranger to you and me…

[5.18]

Taylor Alatorre: "Even though the song does draw a fair bit from Phil Collins's 1981 song, the tempo is much faster."[1] [1]

Ian Mathers: As is often the case with modern pop country, "I Can Feel It" evokes a rural area; here, it's the Uncanny Valley. [2]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: So dumb! I respect it more for not being coy about using its big sample – Kane Brown and Dann Huff (who actually played on hits from Phil Collins' contemporaries, wtf) hit that big drum fill button over and over again, especially during the second half of "I Can Feel It." Worst part is that it works every time – this is a meta-level arena jam, a crass play that goes beyond the normal nostalgia-worship of so much of the contemporary pop landscape (secularly, across nearly all subgenres in 2024) by virtue of sheer shamelessness. [6]

Isabel Cole: Nothing we haven't heard before, more literally than usual, and obviously it's dumb, but sometimes you don't want smart, you know? It hits all its marks cleanly, and I like the weirdly roiling, tempestuous drama the track brings to a lightweight song about a drunken hookup (possibly why the hilariously incongruous video contains neither whiskey nor dancing — just a mechanic with a past and a dream). [7]

Katherine St. Asaph: The annoying hackwork here isn't the Phil Collins sample. It's that songwriting affectation, rampant in modern country, of awkwardly wording things that are phrases -- in this case "this is turning into a we-should-probably-get-up-out-of-here." (Why does this exist? Is there a thinkpiece?) The Phil Collins sample is, in fact, what makes this not suck. [7]

Mark Sinker: Time for every single song ever released to get its talking-point kinda-cover version. Time for “Weird” Al to become a worm-man god-emperor and rule over the charts for 3,500 years. A Million Golden Hits on the Golden Path.  [5]

Alfred Soto: Kane Brown shows the apparently infinite ways in which "In the Air Tonight" adapts itself to whatever sized foot you stick into it: instead of a cheatin' anthem, "I Can Feel It" focuses on the nervousness of would-be lovers courtin' on the dance floor. Almost everything works except for the guitar solo, an example of premature ejaculation. [7]

TA Inskeep: Theoretically this fusion of banjo, big-ass drums, and an interpolation of Phil Collins' most iconic song should be a lot of fun -- and Brown's winking voice would seem to be the right fit for it. But it all feels awfully forced, especially when Brown actually sings that he "can feel it coming in the air tonight" in the bridge. It's too obvious by half, not remotely country save for that banjo (which would be fine except that it's being billed as, y'know, country), and even though it's a clever idea, never fully gels.  [4]

John S. Quinn-Puerta: I'm tired of interpolations that aren't interested in engaging with their source. It's just so blandly tactical to put on the trappings of a hit to ensure the boring ditty that you've done ten ways to Sunday gets airplay.  [3]

Hannah Jocelyn: Everyone misses the kicks between the toms when they do “In the Air Tonight”! That's what makes it distinctive! "One Mississippi" was legitimately incredible (would have been a [10] from me) and a massive step up, this is trying to be some kind of epic tough country song but that clashes with the uninspired, lovelorn lyrics. By the way, Kane, you’re no mister Kingston. [5]

Nortey Dowuona: Gabe Foust, songwriter/producer for "Trailer Park Barbie" and "Bake It," lets Aaron Sterling handle the drums, and man, does he handle them. His take on Phil Collins's iconic fill kicks the song in the ass and brings it swimming up to Kane's deep baritone, buoying it as the second verse begins, keeping the song steady as Rob McNelley's seething solo dives below the chorus and surfaces on the bridge. The song relies less on the kick of "here's the Phil Collins drum fill, please clap" and more on "here's Kane Brown using one of the best baritones in popular music; leave with him and go steal that money." And Brown is in fine form; his quick trot then strolling delivery of the first verse snatches you up and leads so smoothly into the chorus that you are swept away, your hair flying in the wind, your eyes full of the moon before you can blink. The bass, played by Mark Hill (yes, that Mark Hill !!!?) comfortably purrs below, interlocking with the kick. It pushes Brown into picking up the pace at first, then smoothing out and sliding during the chorus. He delivers spurts of melisma briefly but remains in control of his voice despite the rising waves of the mix. It drifts away into the sky, but you're on a string, lazily drifting behind it. [10]

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#kane brown #phil collins #in the air tonight #music #country #country music #music writing #music reviews #music criticism #the singles jukebox #Youtube

[ithinkilikeit-reactions]

Kingdom “Waking them up with kisses”

Kingdom Masterlist                                    Group Masterlist

Not requested but wanted to write more for them

Dann/Seungbo: 

Your fingers danced over his cheek gently, as you looked at him. He was still wearing his makeup from the days promotions, something you would most definitely scold him about later. But now, now you just wanted to admire him and kissed over the side of his face gently. 

Seungbo had probably forgotten about your date and that was alright, he had been busy. You didn’t mind hanging around the dorm. You just wanted to spend time with him and you figured it would be easier to wake him this way, so you continued kissing over his face. 

“I totally forgot about our date tonight.” He mumbled, turning his face into yours and puckering his lips for a real kiss. “You totally did, but that’s why I’m here.” You said, pausing to kiss his lips quickly. ‘Figured we could just hang out here and watch a movie instead.” You finished and allowed him to sit up and rub his eyes. Seungbo looked back at you and kissed you again quickly. 

“A movie and maybe a few more kisses? I’m down for that. I’ll make it up for you about the date though, I promise.” 

Arthur/Yunho: 

You were still groggy and sleepy as you woke up, tucked into Yunho’s side. It was the first time you had spent the night and you were still getting used to the situation. One thing you didn’t need to get used to though, was Yunho. 

No, now you were just looking at him and hoping he would wake up soon because you were getting hungry. However you decided it was taking too long and you wanted to speed along the process, kissing his lips gently and waiting for a response. One that you didn’t necessarily get. 

So you pecked his lips again, hoping this would do it only to get nothing in return. You gave up, resting your head on his chest only to feel him chuckle. “Maybe three time’s a charm.” He mumbled and you rolled your eyes, now just getting up out of bed. “Come on, I’m hungry.” You mumbled, getting rid of all the sweet and cute actions and resulting to tugging him out of bed. 

“It was all cute and sweet, what happened?” 

Mujin: 

Mujin had found that he was the most comfortable around you, so much so that he could easily fall asleep on you. Not really caring about what position he would fall asleep in and this was one of those times. He was fast asleep, draped all over you as the ending of a movie played in the background. 

You didn’t mind at all but you knew he would regret not sleeping in bed. Brushing some hairs from his face, you leaned down and kissed over his forehead. Soft little pecks coating his skin as your hands rubbed his back gently. He stirred slightly, a small whimper leaving his lips as he was obviously protesting being woken up. 

Repeating your actions, Mujin’s eyes eventually opened slowly. His lips were stuck in a permanent pout and his eyes were puffy as he looked at you. “As much as I love your kisses. i don’t want to be awake.” He mumbled and you stifled your laughter. You kissed his forehead again, getting a whine in response. “If you want to sleep, let’s go lay in bed. You’re back’s going to hurt if you don’t.” You explained your reasoning as to why you woke him up. He looked at you with a huff and pushed off of your body. 

“I don’t mind you being right because of the kisses.” 

Louis/Dongsik: 

It wasn’t rare for Dongsik to mumble every now and again in his sleep, it was something Seungbo wasn’t shy to complain about. It was something you found endearing and well Dongsik loved to irritate Seungbo so it was something he quite enjoyed as well. You loved it however because he always said sweet things when you were around. 

“Y/N, I love Y/N.” He mumbled, making the others raise brows. He was dead asleep, mumbling nonesense that was making you blush as the others tried to watch tv. “Baby, maybe it’s time to wake up.” You mumbled, knowing this was giving the others ammunition to tease him. When that didn’t work, you moved your lips by his ear and kissed just under it. You knew this was effective as it wasn’t the first time you had done it. 

“Wake up.” You whispered and kissed the spot again. Dongsik let out a low hum, opening his eyes and oriented himself for a moment. Once he realised where he was, he shook his head as if nothing happened and looked to you. You stroked his hair, shooting him a sympathetic smile because you knew the teasing could commense at any moment. 

“I was talking in my sleep again, wasn’t I? That’s why you kissed me awake and why you’re looking at me like that.” 

Ivan/Yoosung:

If anyone was meant to be admired, it was Yoosung. Everything from his soft cheeks, to his long eyelashes and pretty lips, you loved looking at him. Even though you were incredibly sleepy, having just woken up. You were just taking a minute and staring at him. 

Your fingers played with his hair as he snored lightly, before you felt yourself kissing his lips lightly. There were no intentions of waking him up, you just simply wanted to kiss him and moved your lips from his to his cheek. You didn’t notice that the snoring had stopped, Yoosung was frozen feeling his cheeks and ears heating up as you kissed him. 

“What are you doing?” He asked, a small laugh leaving his lips as he startled you. “You’re just pretty, I couldn’t help myself.” You watched his cheeks turn pink and lips curl into a smile. He hid his face into his pillow, rolling over and pulling you with him. He let out a groan before finally looking at you again, kissing you quickly. 

“You, you’re going to be the death of me. Waking me up with kisses?? Ahhhhh.”

Jahan/Jihun:

Jihun wasn’t the biggest fan of pda, it made him awkward and a little uncomfortable. It had nothing to do with you, but simply himself and his own limits. Every now and then though, he melted into your touch and this was one of those times. He was extremely tired and they were finally given a break during dance practice, he couldn’t help himself but want to fall asleep in your arms. 

“Can you wake him up? We need to start again.” Seungbo asked you softly, gesturing to Jihun who was out like a light in your arms. Nodding, you made sure no one else watched as they started practicing again and placed your lips on his forehead. It was a small and endearing kiss, nothing he would get too flustered with. You did it one more time, ruffling his hair in the process as you watched him wake up. 

“What’s going on?” He asked and sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. “Time to dance again.” You said softly and he huffed, obviously still very tired. He rested his head on your shoulder and took a moment to wake up, watching the others reviewing the choreo. 

“You can kiss me to wake me up more often, by the way.” 

Chiwoo/Chiyou: 

He had woken you up with pranks one too many times, jumping on your bed and practically smothering you. Now it was your turn and you weren’t going to show mercy. Just kidding you didn’t want to wake him up but it wasn’t as violent as you were making it out to be, nor were his pranks. Though being woken up before you wanted to, that was bad enough. 

You jumped onto the bed, the one where Chiyou was peacefully laid sleeping and you started kissing over his entire face. Moving from his forehead down to his cheeks and lips. You repeated the action, your hands tickling his sides as he squirmed under your touch. He was wide awake now. 

“Stop! Stop!” He yelled between laughter, squirming away from your tickles and kisses. Taking a deep breath once you finally stopped and looked at him. “Evil, evil.” He said, pointing at you with one hand while the other rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “I could say the same thing for you.” You told him, raising your brows at him as he nodded in agreement. 

“That’s fair, but I didn’t whip out the kisses... that’s just evil.” 

A/N: I know I haven’t posted in a long time, I’m really sorry. The last few weeks it has kind of felt like my life has been falling apart and I have not been living my best life. 

I hope you guys enjoy this and I hope I can do better with posting. 

#kingdom #kingdom reaction #dann #arthur #ivan #jahan #chiwoo #louis #mujin

[doyourememberrocknrollradio]

Lou Gramm - I´ll Know When Its Over (Feat. Dann Huff) - (Remastered)

#youtube

[drivebymediamusic]

The Imperials - Stand By The Power

1982 Word Records

Many were disappointed when Russ Taff left the group, but the Imperials have always adapted. With Paul Smith on vocals they come back with a pretty good AOR / Yacht CCM album. Support by Jeff Porcaro, Neil Stubenhaus, Steve Luthaker, Dann Huff & Hadley Hockensmith. The yachtiest song Somebody New has music by Franke Previte!

#theimperials, #standbythepower, #yachtccm

[radiomax]

Saturday 2/25/23 6:20PM ET: Feature Country LP: Keith Urban - Golden Road (2002)

Rolling Stone Magazine Top 100 Country Albums of All Time 98 Golden Road is the third studio album by Australian country music singer Keith Urban. It was released on October 8, 2002 via Capitol Records Nashville. The album includes the singles “Somebody Like You”, “Raining on Sunday”, “Who Wouldn’t Wanna Be Me”, and “You’ll Think of Me”. This was Urban’s first album to be produced by Dann Huff,…

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#Country #Feature LP #Keith Urban #RadioMax #Wikipedia

[tylerguitars-blog]

On the shipping bench today, we have a Dann Huff Yellow Classic inspired by Dann's Giant era Tyler, Floyd Rose, White Mother of Pearls inlay, Black hardware, bridge position Hot Stack in the neck and middle positions and our Shark humbucker. Master Volume, Midboost Preamp with Series/Parallel Buttons. This one's going to @wildwoodguitars #eitheryouknoworyoudont #jamestyler #tylerguitars #jamestylerguitars #boutiqueguitars #customguitars #electricguitars #guitars #gottone #knowyourtone #jamestylerelectric #guitarporn https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf5XsTQLYmq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#eitheryouknoworyoudont #jamestyler #tylerguitars #jamestylerguitars #boutiqueguitars #customguitars #electricguitars #guitars #gottone #knowyourtone #jamestylerelectric #guitarporn

[favemusiclessons]

Why I like Pedal Playground?

It's more versatile than the other site I've used:

More board choices

Ability to add custom pedals

Ability to rotate pedals

It remembered my set-up from my last visit

It's not perfect, but it helped figure out what I'm going to do.

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Another cool guitar-pedal website is EquipBoard.  Besides the info/reviews, they compile who uses the specific pedals (e.g. The Timmy has been used by Billy Gibbons, Audley Freed, Dann Huff, etc.) 

#guitar #pedals #pedalboard #internet

[rainingmusic]

Michael Jackson - Man In The Mirror

#michael jackson #man in the mirror #bad #bad album #siedah garrett #glen ballard #quincy jones #the andrae crouch choir #ollie e brown #dann huff #greg phillinganes #randy kerber #jerry hey #r&b #gospel #dance #soul #funk #rock #pop #music #music video #music is life #music is love #music is religion #raining music #80s

[metalsongoftheday]

Friday, November 1: Megadeth, “Have Cool, Will Travel”

Both Mega-Daves continue to stand by Cryptic Writings, primarily because the record delivered the guys the biggest radio hits of their career.  But Megadeth’s attempts at mainstream hard rock frequently came off as pandering, while the intermittent thrash workouts (primarily “The Disintegrators”) felt forced and a little half-hearted.  It was in the back half of the record where Megadeth found their stride- “She-Wolf” and “Vortex” were solid trad-metal numbers that also happened to be radio-friendly, “FFF” was a ripping thrasher, and “Have Cool, Will Travel” was an enjoyable dark horse that would’ve fit comfortably on Countdown to Extinction or Youthanasia.  That latter track was the sort of eccentric tune that Dave Mustaine occasionally popped out to show his versatility, or maybe just because he was bored and needed to change things up a bit: the harmonicas came out of nowhere, Mustaine’s whining alternately exhibited annoyance, confusion and bemusement, and Nick Menza’s drumming both eased up on the gas and nearly beat everyone into submission.  The pro-gun control message was in line with “99 Ways to Die”, though apparently firmly at odds with where Mustaine’s politics would soon take him, but in any event, “Have Cool, Will Travel” was more entertaining than one might’ve expected from Megadeth, even during their commercial phase.

#heavy metal #metal #heavy metal music #heavy metal rules #heavymusic #listen to metal #metal song #metal song of the day #song of the day #song #Megadeth #dave mustaine #david ellefson #marty friedman #nick menza #dann huff #cryptic writings #capitol records #90s rock #90s music #90s metal #big four #the big four #the big 4 #thrash metal #thrash #hard rock #metal4life #listen to music #heavy rock

[mitjalovse]

Paul Young managed to achieve something of a comeback with Other Voices, because the latter followed up Between Two Fires that remains the record which presented some of his consequent problems. To be honest, Other Voices is still way too smooth, Mr. Young slowly moved towards the adult contemporary genre, but there are traces of the person who did No Parlez and The Secret Of Association. Listen to the tune in the link that manages to sound both 90's and 80's. Moreover, there's his voice which shows us he always gives his best. However, one wishes he would have been willing to use a more radical musical backing, but this poses a question – would he achieve the bigger success in the 90's had he decided to go that way?

#paul young #other voices album #our time has come #martin page #dann huff #larry williams #vinnie colaiuta #joe pizzulo #phyllis st. james #tommy funderbunk #warne livesey #peter wolf #nile rodgers #80's music #pop

[mychameleondays]

Julian Lennon: Mr. Jordan

Virgin JLLP3

Released: March 27th, 1989

#meine photos #vinyl #1989 #julian lennon #peter frampton #justin clayton #vinnie colaluta #luis conte #dann huff #patrick leonard #john mccurry #vinylcollection #vinylcommunity #vinyloftheday #1989 music