Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Long hair, screamin' guitars and burning rubber

A pair of songs from a pair of underrated ‘80’s bands … Kix and Kings of the Sun. I've been listening to Kings of the Sun since I bought their first self-titled album at Camelot Music in the Metrocenter in Jackson, MS way back in the spring of '88. If anyone is local, they'll know that's a long time ago.

Both songs remind me of my well spent youth, particularly the years of 1984 to 1992 which were my teenage to early adult-hood proving grounds. Fast cars, fast women, shallow relationships, sex, drugs, rock-n-roll, abject hooliganism and a time when cruising was still an acknowledged and accepted rite of passage for red blooded American males. Today, American males have been neutered by the media and society at large … metrosexuals or baggy pants, backwards cap wearing retards group in flocks at the mall to collectively pose and try to figure out what to do with a member of the opposite sex while the only thump most cars have today is from a pair of subs in the trunk, not from any cubes under the hood.

As for the bands … if you like power metal, maybe proto-metal, then here’s two tickets to light you up. Enjoy and listen to it loud while you're frying the tires, winding the clocks and pinning the needles.

Knock knock knocking on Heaven's door ...

Hectic and non-stop. 

That about sums up life for the last three months ... oh, and there was that dance with Death called Cellulitis.

It started out in my right nostril and quickly spread across my face within a period of hours. I went to the ER twice in two days and on the second visit I was hospitalized and given so many bags of IV antibiotics that I lost count. My doctor friend who treated me told me that I might not have been at Death's door ... but I was in her neighborhood, on the block where she lived and I had her number on speed dial. He also said that when I stumbled into the ER with half my vision going, fever and slurred speech that I was one step away from a helicopter ride out of there. He also mentioned something about emergency surgery, a big needle up my nose and mentioned something about Cavernous Sinus Thrombosis. Needless to say after 12 years of working in the ER I knew just enough about all of that terminology to know that I was heading downhill fast in a serious way.

As it turned out, everything worked out fine but I was down and out for the better part of ten days straight from start to finish. That was a few weeks ago, I'm better now but for a while there it was definitely touch and go.