I hate the Bloody Queen

One of my oldest and fondest punk rock memories comes from SCTV. The Queenhaters made a big impression on me, as did all of SCTV. Speakeasy eventually covered this fine number. We also parodied it. We found a cheap golden bust of Elvis in a variety store. I hate the Bloody Queen became I hate […]

Shiloh – Punk Rock Role Model

My daughters found Shiloh’s Operator video some how and I’m so glad they did! Shiloh played a free outdoor concert on Friday and we went – here are a couple pictures. The girls loved it and we (the parental units) dug it, too 🙂

I’m a Tennis Widower to Roger Federer

Roger Federer inspired this one as Wimbledon was wrapping up. I would have had it posted on the final day of Wimbledon but when you’re a tennis widower to Roger Federer you have to look after the kids instead of recording songs. I’m showing my delicate and fragile side on this one as an attempt […]

Pontiac Beaumont

Here’s my latest tune. This is for my nephew Joey’s 16th birthday. He bought himself a 1969 Pontiac Beaumont and I wrote him this song – kind of like one of those t-shirts that say my parents went to Florida and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. [clearspring_widget title=”Grooveshark Widget: Single Song” wid=”48f3f305ad1283e4″ pid=”4a5156d741ffbd46″ […]

Beethoven’s Wig – Classics for Kids

We went camping with my Dad and he brought this CD from his library called Beethoven’s Wig. Genevieve loves it. I think it’s a pretty clever way to teach kids about classical music and composers in a fun way – check out the title track. Here’s the complete details on the Beethoven’s Wig CD we […]

Technical Difficulties

Straight to the list of technical difficulties I’ve recently experienced: Last.fm sucks. They are now charging for their service. They weren’t upfront about the fee and snuck it in one day saying I couldn’t hear anymore music unless I paid their ransom. Now I’m looking for a new best music site After being bummed out […]

Get mad – write a song

Sometime last year my older daughter got mad at her younger sister and cousin; she was feeling excluded. As expected, there was yelling and hitting and other displays of hurt feelings. Punk Rock Dad to the scene! I intervened with, “Do you know what I like to do when I get mad?” This caught her […]