Yes, I realize that OJ is actually holding a carved ham, but it is the spirit of bad taste and political incorrectness I’m trying to capture!
Monthly Archives: November 2007
Enuff Z’Nuff Drummer Ricky Parent Succumbs to Cancer
Ricky, Rikki Rockett, Me and Mike Fasano, Glam Slam Metal Jam at Jones Beach, 2001
I’m a little late to the game on this one but I just found out that Ricky Parent lost his long battle with cancer on October 27th, 2007. He was 44 years old. Ricky played drums for one of my favorite bands, Enuff Z’Nuff and he was a super sweet guy and a great drummer. I first heard that Ricky had cancer a few years ago, when Enuff Z’Nuff’s former manager hooked us up with the idea that I might use my skills as a Reiki practitioner to help Ricky with his recovery. Sadly, we could never make that happen, but until this afternoon I thought Ricky had recovered from his illness. My heart goes out to Ricky’s family, friends and bandmates on hearing this sad news.
People Magazine’s Sexiest Man of 2007: So Wrong
Bringing Sexy Back…Not!
Tell me its not true: Matt Damon Voted Sexiest Man Alive.
Uh, Matt Damon? Seriously? Um, I think not. Matt Damon is gross. I can think of at least ten guys I know who are hotter and sexier than Matt Damon.
Gail’s Choice for Ten Living Men Who are Sexier Than Matt Damon
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Movie Recommendations: One to See and One…Not So Much
Maria Schneider and Marlon Brando Wallow in Self Loathing in Last Tango In Paris
How many times has this happened to you? You read glowing reviews or hear endless hype about a supposed Cinema Classic from the ‘60s or ‘70s that you’ve managed to never see, either because you were too young/not born yet when it was initially released or it’s never been available on DVD before, or maybe just because you sensed it was not going to be your thing.
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My Dinner With Blue Cheer
I Sat Next to the Guy on the Left. And yes, he still has all his hair.
When I was in college, and for a few years after I graduated, I had an amazingly progressive, eccentric and entertaining boyfriend named Mark. I met Mark when we were both DJs at the campus radio station (KUCI FM in Irvine), and we had a pretty wild ride together. I was the same elitist hipster doofus about music back then that I am today. I thought I knew absolutely everything about every band or album that was worth listening to, and if I didn’t dig it, it didn’t need to be dug. But Mark had been raised by acid-dropping hippy parents, and he was actually able to turn me on to music I was completely unfamiliar with at the time, such as the first two Alice Cooper albums, The Fugs and a power trio that were often lauded as the supposed originators of the Heavy Metal Sound, Blue Cheer.
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