I have a complicated relationship with iconic '90s figures. I spent my late teens and early twenties during the part of that decade when the alternative became the mainstream, but I avoided a lot of dark, plodding grunge music coming from the Northwest. It was all so dire and bleak. I like my punk happy -- or at least to kind of sound that way even if its lyrics aren't. Needless to say, I was never a much of a Hole fan, but I'm a stealth defender of Courtney Love. I love her "warts and all" approach to both her music and her personal life. Plus, she was one of the first female artists I knew to use the "F" word -- you know, feminism. Pretty brave thing to do in rock's boys' club atmosphere. I'm not ready to discount her just yet.
Nobody's Daughter isn't the mess critics are making it out to be. It's probably not going to win any awards, but it's a pretty decent rock album. On songs like "Honey" and "For Once in Your Life," it sounds like her voice is aging into a Marianne Faithfull-esque croak, but the old howl is still there. She says the record is about "greed, vengeance and feminism." And you can't argue with that.

Oy! Furry Vengeance.
Let's all climb aboard my red velvet covered time machine (yes, I try to go in style) and travel back shall we?
Unless you've spent the last few days hiding under a rock, you've heard about the massive brain hemorrhage that former Poison frontman Bret Michaels suffered late last week. A lifelong diabetic, Bret had barely gotten over an emergency appendectomy earlier this month before he was rushed back to the hospital with a brutal headache.
Last week the Los Angeles Times had an
When I bought Little Creatures, my first reaction was, "What the hell is this?"
Like Weirdgirl, I've noticed a trend in fashion - the return of the '80s. Now I (obviously) love the '80s but I honestly think that the fashion of that decade needs to remain good and dead. There were very few good things about it. Really.
Well it looks like there's another '80s franchise reboot in the works. IMDb News
On Wednesday night, we devoted our show to '80s music on Culture Brats Radio. In case you missed it or just want to reminisce, here's the playlist:
A word of advice to all aspiring musicians out there:
I am pretty sure that The Culture Brats are the reason behind this whole eighties resurgence. Right? Because before I begged to be a part of the brilliance going on right here these things didn't just pop up for me and now it seems the eighties are everywhere I look.
"I had fifteen hundred dollars, a duffel bag, a dream and a five hundred dollar 1974 Volvo. My father thought I was crazy." --Keith Elam
We're a day late with this question.
I was extremely disappointed to read
At the dawn of the 21st century, when the video game systems hooked up to our living room TVs far surpass anything we could have dreamed of in the 80s, there are entire generations of people (yes...we're that old) who never spent a Saturday afternoon hanging out at a video arcade. Even my wife, who is a mere seven years younger than me, is far enough removed from the early days of video games that she never planned a day around an arcade visit either.
As a child of the '80s, I grew up on slouch socks and banana clips, after-school specials, Tab and (of course) Nintendo.
Saturday is 
A couple of days ago, my husband packed up our Atari, threw the game cartridges in a milk crate and took the system to his brother's house. I gotta admit, I was kind of glad to see it go at first – it wasn't hooked up, the only game I ever played on it was Ladybug (which I totally ROCK at, BTW) and it was taking up space in our basement. But then I read an article about a guy who sold a really rare Atari game on eBay and walked away about thirty thousand dollars richer, and I found myself wondering if, instead of playing the lottery, we should be taking a closer look at our collection of unwanted and unused video games before giving them away.
Confession: Despite being a fan of '80s horror and a critic of Hollywood's desire to remake every movie ever made, I saw the Michael Bayed Friday the 13th on opening weekend. Hypocrite.
I had a really lazy weekend and spent some time reading the internet.
In 1987, Terrence Trent D'Arby released his debut album, Introducing the Hardline According to Terence Trent D'Arby. The album spawned two Top 5 hits. If Wikipedia is to be believed, that album sold over twelve million copies.
They burst on to the music scene in the late 70s, trailing safety-pins, anarchy and a keen sense of anti-establishment behind them. They shocked the good people of Britain with their lyrics and awed with their garish attire, spiked hair and studded armbands. Though their punk rock reign was brief – an ill-fated venture from the get-go, if you will – Johnny Rotten, Steve Jones, Paul Cook, Glen Matlock and later, Sid Vicious, a.k.a.
At the risk of mixing conflicting sci-fi references, Star Wars is about to boldly go where it has never gone before... into the world of the sitcom.
Did you know that Public Image Ltd. is performing on tonight's Jimmy Kimmel Live? No? Then you should be reading
Some months ago I'd read that Robert Rodriguez, (
I'm still letting Johnny Rotten influence my picks this week.
Chag: I don't even know why we're having this discussion. Debbie, excuse me, DEB-O-RAH Gibson was a musician and songwriter. "Only In My Dreams" is three-and-a-half minutes of pure sugary pop perfection. When "Foolish Beat" topped the charts, Gibson became the youngest person ever to write, perform, and produce a Billboard #1 single. She did this before she graduated high school. Tiffany, on the other hand, rose to fame by covering tunes by The Beatles and Tommy James & the Shondells.
I was
Did you hear that? That was me dropping to my knees, shaking my fists at the sky and wailing, "WHY? Not a reunion!" Don't get me wrong, I am a child of the eighties. I was young in the eighties. I had phenomenally big hair and potential in the eighties. The eighties shaped the person I eventually ended up being and that person was not and is not a fan of Boy George and Culture Club.
Back in the mid-1980s when the US was still afraid of the Commie Pinko Russkies, a whole slew of movies came out to prove the American superiority over the scary U. S. S. R. One of those movies was
"Remember, Sully, when I promised to kill you last? I lied."



