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(Album Review) Vagabonds Of The Western World-Thin Lizzy

Those Who are used to the twin guitar harmony attack of the latter day Lizzy may at first be taken aback by the heavy/blues Funk punk of this record, but within seconds that impression is smashed to pieces by the sheer FORCE of this Trio.the guitar shredding is fierce, Phil is truly coming into his own as a back alley Dylan, spinning tales of lost love and earthly woe while beating on the bass like it owes him money. all the while Eric Bell, a insanely underrated guitarist, plays like James Williamson's older, more academic brother. Brian Downey on the drums makes orchestras weep with his syncopation and downtown bucket drummers nod, assured at his soul. This was the last record The Original Thin Lizzy would record before Eric Bell left for grayer pastures and they filed out there now etched in eternity twin guitar sound. this is the other Thin Lizzy record everyone must own (Jailbreak is no 1, Natch) from the 70s aerospace acid leftovers cover to the remarkably full, rich pro...

The Low City Bar (Poetry) By Lou Toad

Telecommunication A trans-literal Disambiguation A translation From train station To fornication Under stars lit by the scars you won at the low city bar In a scrap with some sorry sap who cut you good the blood came instantly and kept coming too the juice that produced you   that you never knew  could be so beautiful like gold in a silkscreen sky it hypnotized you red as it dripped onto the dirty barroom floor. A brawl in which you scrawled altering the ending to declare yourself the winner and in many ways you were it gave you glowing scars  and something to write and it felt right to keep drinking that night so the sordid story goes on a bleached reach for the center of your imbalance a charismatic and tragic accident of natures darling boy who escorted you across Satan's seven rooms to a new prince of high noon projected on the moon and in you astro-cinephile ...

Movie Review: Bad Ronald 1974 (TV)

       The TV movie, especially in the realm of horror, is usually derided. saying a horror film gave off the feeling of a "TV movie" is almost always meant as a knock on its quality, or to denote how uninteresting the flick is.  Within televisions strict frameworks however, lie some real gems. case in point: 1974's Bad Ronald. Bad Ronald Tells the Tale of Ronald Wilby (Scott Jacoby, who reminds me of a proto Billy Jane of bloody birthday and Parker Lewis fame) a troubled teen writing a fantasy novel. his mother buys him some paint supplies so that he can draw some pictures to accompany the novel, which involved a prince and princess. Ronald's an awkward kid, and because this is the 70's he doesn't have any like minded individuals to share his obsessions with. he must contend with his mother, who is convinced that her son is a genius, who will one day make a great doctor. she refuses to get medical attention until Ronald becomes a doctor, so he can...

Welcome To Discarded I's!

Hello, Lou Toad here. I wanna welcome you to Discarded I's.