was released in 2000, hollywood records, a subsidiary of disney, spent a shitton of money of the record, which sounds beautiful if not overpolished and tame

but many believe that a big reason for the disappointing sales numbers was due in part to the label’s refusal to produce a video for any of the singles.

tsar lead singer jeff whalen is a freak, live theyre amazing, and the music and lyrics could provide anyone with even the most miniscule of creativity a virtual grab bag of images in which to create a music video.

well here we are five years after their first release and now tsar finds themselves on indie TVT records and the first thing the label did was hire some chicks for their first ever video.

thats what i call progress.

for the next 48 hours you can see the video

of the single Bands Girls Money

is the song great? why yes it is.

is the video great? uh, next question.

is this a step in the right direction? absolutely.

why are jeff’s eyes wide open like hes insane? i think it was because he couldnt believe that someone was actually going to cut a video for his band.

heres how you can see it:

click this address http://tinyurl.com/75u77 and scroll all the way down to the bottom. Then click Hi or Lo depending on whether your high or not.

then watch the video and perhaps you will join me in thinking, gee that didnt seem to hard to put together, i wonder why disney is a bunch of jackholes determined not to ever break a band?

and no, the hillary duff cd is not what id consider a success.

if anyone is super technical and knows how to take that .rm file and turn it into something viewable on quicktime, please let me know because id love to have this beyond wednesday.

Tsar on tour this week:

Jun 6 Metro, London
Jun 7 Wedgewood Rooms, Portsmouth
Jun 8 Fleece, Bristol
Jun 9 Little Civic, Wolverhampton
Jun 10 The Furnace, Swindon
Jun 11 Download Festival, Donington (i swear)
Jun 13 Junction, Cambridge (free)

new teenage fanclub cd tomorrow + splinky needs to switch to nsns + alecia

typing lol is gay

stereotyping is gay

having all the money and every modern communication and military device in the history of mankind and still not being able to find osama is gay,

not getting revenge on those responsible for 9/11 nearly four years later is gay.

spending more than twenty minutes getting ready is gay

manicures, pedicures, and shaving your pubes is gay

anything that goes in your ass is gay

if youre still watching queer eye youre gay
or the oc or will and grace or golden girls reruns.

being in korn is gay.

spotting another dude at the gym is gay.
football players holding hands in the huddle is gay
athletes slapping each others ass is gay
soccer players hugging each other on the ground after a goal is gay.

coldplay is gay. pearl jam is gay. dave matthews band has always been gay.
rem was gay but then wasnt and now theyre supergay.

using a laptop while drinking coffee at a starbucks is gay.

your abecrombie and fitch anything is gay.

paying more than $50 for shoes is gay.
pink is and has always been undebateably gay.
sushi is gay. condos are gay. your bmw is probably gay.

department stores are gay. alphabetized dvd collections are gay.
park in rear signs are funny.

details magazine wasnt anything close to gay, but now its totally gay.
rolling stone is gay but keeps trying to be gayer and fails.

jeff gannon not talking about being gay is gay

my lawyer has just informed me that tom cruise, john travolta, and beck are not gay i repeat not gay. at all.

the president is gay. the red state blue state gayness is gay.
not letting gays get married is gay.

Christians who dont read the bible are gay.
soldiers who piss on the koran are gay.

rush limbaugh was gay but then he became a druggie.

i never thought matt drudge was gay nor do i care, but his blog is gay.

the fact that our oil family president has presided over the gasoline price soar and nobody has called bullshit on it is gay.

calling paris hilton ugly is gay.

diet sodas are gay. carbonated water is gay. hating on michael jackson is gay.

the fact that im the first person to admit this is gay, but males who arent in high school using livejournal are gay.

nick lachey in 98 degrees was gay, when he married jessica that was also gay, and now that hes probably divorcing her is not gay but makes him gay.
if at any point you were in a boy band with all white dudes, youre gay.

wrestling is gay. wrestlers are not gay.

unless youre a pirate or a woman, earings are gay.
if youre a pirate theyre arrrrrrrrright, but borderline.

tea is gay, yogas gay, criticing peoples spelling and grammar is gay.

i didnt know it for a long time, but calling someone a fag is gay.

business suits are gay, desperate housewives is gay,

tv shows that show you whats “next after the break” are supergay and i hate them. im watching the damn show dont punish me because youre taking a commerical break!

homosexuality lesbianism and or being transgendered isnt gay but hate ignorance and discrimination is.

ticketmaster is gay. assraping iraqi kids is gay. covering it up is impeachable.

criminalizing weed is gay. low fat anything is gay.
peir one imports and the virgin megastore are both gay. as are raves.

getting upset about calling gay things gay is gay.

brad pitt was gay but now hes not, though i wish he were.

that sounded really gay.

two girls kissing isnt gay, two dudes kissing is gay and theyre gay for life.

perfume and cologne samples in my magazines are gay and should be outlawed.

the fcc, male models, and people who think the medias liberal are gay.
and anonymous negative commentors are called flamers for a reason.

seacrest out.

melting dolls is gay + i went to antis gay bd party yesterday + because there wasnt any parking at heather‘s (cuz of the gay party up the street)

she is a model from brazil. she dates pretty boy leonardo dicaprio. in part i assume because his name is leonardo dicaprio and thats a pretty cool fucking name even if yours is pretty fucking cool itself.

how could anyone not know who she is?

this is twenty minutes with tony.

the cubs are beating the shit out of the padres theres a beer at my side and a worn out hawaiaan girl on my couch. i’ll give you three guesses as to why shes worn out and two guesses as to whats about to happen the minute i hit published on this bad boy.

we went to sam woos in chinatown for a late lunch. she says that everyone looks at her funny in chinatown cuz theyre trying to figure out what she is since real hawaiians look slightly differnt than the japanese plus shes hot which makes them wanna look too.

brocolli beef and kung pow shrimp and chicken. i know americanized to all hell. but i was a little worn out too by that time and working on an all day buzz and doing pretty good at it thank you and shes so easy going that shes all eat whatever you want its on me i just got a bikini shoot next week.

if you ever saw the quality shit that floats through my messy house youd die.

i die all the time.

but the good thing is when you die you go to

isla vista.

i was reading this one dudes blog and he printed up a chat that he was having with his buddy. they were looking at my miss universe coverage. one guy said he didnt know why i had all those miss universe pictures up there and the other guy said he didnt care why, but that he loved them.

then they said how hot miss canada is, which is true. and then the one guy says this dude get 1,684 hits a day! and the other guy said it was because of the pictures.

and id agree with them.

we were gonna go to san diego to see the cubs play, but then i remembered that i had to go to a party tonight and now that the cubs are up 11-1 in the fifth im totally glad i didnt go down there. no one wants to see a blowout, and dumb me, id say lets get in the car, beat the traffic and listen to the rest of it on the radio with san diego in the rearview.

i wouldnta wanted to be there anyway. that town is part of the jinx. san diego got in the way of the cubs in 84. the year leon durham pulled a buckner, letting the ball through his legs which set up the homer that garvey hit.

im pretty sure thats how it goes, ive repressed that nightmare.

me and san diego have an agreement, i dont go down there and it doesnt mess with the cubs anymore and 11-1 is just about where it should be.

june will be giselle june. at least one picture of giselle a day.

why would i do this? why not. its good to have themes. its good for people to have a reason to come back every day and check out the development of a long running tale. its good for people to keep tabs, to be part of the story, to watch some sort of progress.

or as bro said, to get wood.

which isnt really the image that i want to have of dudes dialing up my url. hey i really want some wood, let me type in tonypierce.com

these pictures are mere examples of the beauty that God can create.

it’s basically red state.

all things christie + travis + doc searls

josh asked me what i thought about the FEC regulation that the instapundit has been in a tizzy about over the last few weeks.

basically the FEC prohibits people from volunteering at work which means that if you blog at work for more than 4 hours a month about your favorite political party and how great they are and how crappy the other party is, then you have to pay back your employer any hours that you blog more than that.

so for example, lets say you blog during your two 15-minute government mandated breaks. thats 30 minutes x 20 days which is 10 hours a month or 6 hours over the regulation. lets say you are making $20/hr, thats $120 you owe the state. But lets say you also blog during your one hour lunch break at your desk. 1 hour x 20 days is 20 hours a month which is $400 extra or a total of $520 you owe the state each month.

plus your job is going to be pissed off that you’re getting fined by the FEC each month for something happening on their grounds.

josh asks me what i think of it.

this is what i think of it: ha!

this is the overregulatory right wing administration who hates freedom, who hates honest communication, who hates the internets getting their base bitten in the ass.

and this is also the do-nothing democrats forgetting that they are being elected to stand up for liberties like the first ammendment. they are being paid to beat this wave of ultraconservatism – which has been seen before in history, so it shouldnt be that tough to predict – but they are slow and dimwitted and too intellectual and too safe and too bewildered by this repulsively confusing yet fascinating opponent they suddenly find themselves against.

what do i think of it? i think ha!

this is what you get for being partisan.

this is what you get for being outted for volunteering for a political party.

i hate all political parties so i can blog from work as much as i want.

independent, fuckers.

parties make people dumber because when in doubt you let the party decide and thats dumbfuckery at its finest.

the citizen has no excuse in the age of the internet not to look shit up and get some varied opinions themselves.

sometimes the liberal might not be the right choice in every election, and sometimes the conservative is a fucking theif and liar.

and sometimes no matter what your pappy did in the voting booth or taught you, its not always a good idea to give the moron and his wrecking crew another four years.

when you join a party you say to the world: i dont even have to think, im in with anyone who says theyre one of us.

one of us

one of us

for every lincoln theres a nixon

for every kennedy theres a johnson

so to speak

let them audition for you. why give them a free pass? why look at the letter in the parentheses instead of the record?

lazy america deserves lazy laws.

the best way bloggers can defend themselves from this law is to

1) claim yourself Independent
2) think for yourself
3) quit blogging like a partisan dittohead
4) declare that nothing in your blog is true

so why has the Instapundit been in a tizzy these last few weeks? well i doubt that he would want to change anything about his blog and, well, he makes more than $20/hr which means he’s going to be paying more than $520/month.

ouch.

brett lamb + maizzy + matt good + jenny good

to watch the near-brilliant manner in which the bush administration has been able to deflect and dodge every scandal is fascinating. however, they’re about to meet its toughest challenge next week.

according to the ACLU, a federal judge has ordered the release of dozens of Abu Ghraib photos and four videos documenting the torture and abuse some US soldiers allegedly took part in. ruthlessly.

the videos, one of which last year was reported to contain US soldiers sodomozing boys, have been locked away in Washington.

American journalist Seymour Hersh has said there are videotapes of American soldiers sodomizing young Iraqi boys at Abu Ghraib prison.

The investigative journalist, one of the first to break the story of prisoner abuses, said the Bush administration is holding the tapes of these acts, Aljazeera.net reported Saturday.

“The boys were sodomized with the cameras rolling, and the worst part is the soundtrack, of the boys shrieking. And this is your government at war,” he said.

There was “a massive amount of criminal wrongdoing that was covered up at the highest command out there, and higher,” he said.

– UPI, 7/17/04

so my question to the conservatives out there, especially the right wing bloggers and those who comment and support rightwing blogs is

when is it time to stop being partisan?

where do you drop the pretense and bullshit?

you and i can disagree on war and peace, on taxes and national guard records, on social security and haliburton

and we can even agree to disagree about Gitmo and koran flushing and newsweek and the fcc

but are you all seriously going to sit there and be cool with us buttfucking kids?

at some point war crosses the line from being hell and enters whatever gitmo + abu ghraib + no wmd + no osama is.

personally i dont believe that newsweek’s little blurb about the koran flushing caused the unrest in afghanistan last month. i dont believe it becase the joint cheifs of staff said that it didnt cause it, and the main afghani dude said it didnt.

please forgive the pun, but videos of us ass raping kids is going to bring a shitstorm down on our heads like we’ve never seen before. and if this administration is seriously committed to protecting americans in america from retaliation in the form of terrorism, id suggest that the president gets on tv next week and apologizes like nobodies business and fires some people and lays out a date when we will get the fuck out of where we shouldnt be.

but what do i know. i wouldnt even imagine doing the things that this administration and their minions have done in a short period of time.

but at some point their supporters need to take responsibility and say you know what, this is fucked up and shameful and someone needs to go.

will righty bloggers do the right thing?

judging from the fact that hardly any of them are even talking about this today, id say the outlook appears dim.

instapundit + tim blair + the fat guy + little green footballs

good morning good morning. its 12:21 so stop me in twenty minutes.

theres an end of an era. did you feel the disturbance in the force? yesterday i bought a car. yes me. the curator of the busblog. bus. blog. not usedcar blog. not limoriding blog. busblog. the true adventures of a average man living in hollywood california partying fighting crime and pulling chicks despite having no money no car and the messiest home youve ever seen. the novelty wears off when the dude has a car. anyone can get laid with a car.

five years ive lived here in la without a vehicle of any sort. sometimes i would rent cars, sometimes i would borrow a car, sometimes people loaned me their cars when they went out of town, but mostly it was bus and subway. and im here to tell you that not only was it hardly Ever a problem, but most of the time it was ideal.

so much so that even though i appreciate my buddy ken selling me his toyota at a very reasonable price, so cheap an unemployed man could afford it, im not bouncing off the walls with excitement. its not like i reached any finish line.

to not have the responsibility of a vehicle that you need to fuel up, insure, park properly, drive properly, secure properly, maintain, wash, buy accessories for, is liberating.

heres what you have to do when you ride the bus: get a bus pass every month.

thats it.

i even went through a long transit strike and im still here telling you that riding the busses and subways in LA was an unexpected experience that i was very pleasantly suprised by, and i would return to in a minute if i had to.

for example, right now i have to worry about the meter that its at. i dont have to worry but i have to think about it. i dont have that much brainpower. despite the sweet comments people leave im no brainiac, ask the graders at santa monica college, the two year college that took me three to finish. i need all my brain cells for each task. i cant allocate any of them to rememember to move my car in an hour and twenty minutes.

and remember how i said the goal of a summer vacation is to rid oneself of things one Has to do. well guess what, now i Have to move this car, i Have to register it, and i Have to insure it. once its registered i can park it on my street as its a permit only street, but thats three-four Have-tos today. with all the baseball games i went to this week and the date i went on yesterday, ive had a week of shit to do. and saturday im going to a party. so thats a have-to a day. i need a vacation from these have-tos. maybe i should drive somewhere secluded with this car of mine. but im not sure i can because i Haveto release Stiff next week. friggin havetos.

maybe i will delay it a week and take a little break. the thing is i really wanted to have a 6/6 release date, but who cares that its on 6/6/05? even though its about hell. if i hadnt already promised people that it was coming out, id wait till next year to do this. but whatever.

im expecting a phone call. hopefully it happens soon so i can go to the insurance place and then the dmv. its a beautiful car in great shape with 94k miles and a cassette deck which is perfect for my cassette adapter that plugs into my ipod and sounds waaaaay better than the fm transmitter that ive been using with the ipod in hot chick’s cars. it runs great. everything is good.

but now that i have a car all of my accomplishments going forward will be somewhat less impressive, but i guess i’ll have to deal with that.

and as we close out todays twenty minutes with tony i will tell you about this one email that karisa sent me about six months ago. for some reason i was depressed and karisa was consoling me and she said

tony youve written two books, youve somehow wooed some of the hottest girls in la – some of whom were virgins!, you have a great place, you have great friends, your best friends are in the best rock band in la, you write one of the best blogs out there, and youve done most of it while on the clock at your high pressure tv network job, without having a car, youre an amazing man and i want you.

ok she didnt say that last part, and i did a lot of that not on the clock but during my two government mandated 15-minute breaks, but it was nice to do it with a bus pass and only a bus pass.

and if i wasnt unemployed id lower this shit and put those rims on it that spin when the car’s stopped.

raymi + fil + splink

it is a mysterious thing and i cant really say that i am sold on it just yet.

i have not experienced the hallucinations that others may have, i didnt feel the urge to cut my ear off like some, and i didnt get the liquidy gorgeous dreams that helped spawn the likes of alice in wonderland.

all it did was get me a good buzz.

there is another bottle that has yet to be imbided and i hope to do that with my favorite drinking partner, miss poland, sometime soon. the only problem is shes going to be away for a while and i dont think she cares for the stuff any more.

people ask me what its made of, i tell them that i dont know. something to do with wormword.

people ask me if it tastes like black licorice and i tell them no, it tastes like black cough syrup.

people ask how they should drink it should they get their hands on a bottle from a mysterious stranger like i was lucky enough to be sponsored by.

this is how i have been drinking it.

yank a spoon from your heroin-taking roommate. take his lighter too. put a sugar cube on the spoon. pour a generous shot over the sugar. light the spoon on fire. dont get scared. let it cook. dump it into a glass. dont be scared if the glass catches fire.

be scared if the table and carpet catch fire.

be scared if your leg catches fire.

this is all a part of the crazy buzz and strange dreams.

then add a shot of water, stir the sugar cube, make a toast and shoot it down.

even under these circumstances its going to be strong and sweet and will burn a path down your throat that will go down to your toes.

kiss the girl in front of you and then hand her the spoon and repeat.

thats how i drink it.

now there are also lots of different fancy absinthe spoons. perhaps i will invest in one or more if my supply keeps coming in. i think crazy spoons are fun, especially if they are useful.

the point of the absinthe spoon is so that the cooked sugar + liquor can drip into the awaiting glass. i would also like to invest in some proper glasses.

one thing i learned in college is that there is a sacred ritual to getting shitfaced that is part of the glamourous dance and it is what seperates us from the riff raff.

enjoy the journey as much as the destination.

smell the booze, watch the flame, be one with the sugar cube, enjoy the nice kiss.

tune in next week when we discuss how to program your vcr.

– from the busblog 6/6/03

sure fine whatever + bloopy + whitey + no healani

who will somehow end up naked.

if you chase a girl long enough you will see her naked eventually and sometimes you’ll say wow,

usually you’ll say wow actually,

but sometimes you say little girl what on earth are you doing in these deep dark woods.

rarely do i feel deserving of my fate. good or bad.

and less than those times do i feel like the primped-out princesses are making the right decision, which is funny because when im going through a draught i look at myself in the mirror and say why not me.

theres no winning.

she thinks shes privy to everything in my house. she flips open notebooks and reads aloud and laughs at the wrong parts, she does things like ask me why i have two answering machines and then plays all the messages on both of them.

all these people want you and you refuse to call them back! why? some want to give you work!

i tell her that its hard to pay attention to things like telephone calls when shes standing there in stilletos and booty shorts drinking merlot out of a dixie cup because she doesnt trust any of the dishes that were washed out of my sink.

why dont you have a dishwasher, why dont you have a washer and dryer, why dont you even have a laundry room? how come you never clean your house, why dont you have a tv in your bedroom, why do you listen to classic rock and jazz, why dont you grow your afro back, why wont you tell these people about your new book coming out, why havent you visited your old work chums, why dont you eat your leftovers

i know what shes doing. part of her is seriously curious, the other part of her is trying to see how much it will take for me to tell her to shutthefuckup but im obsinate and hate to fall for traps so i answer all the questions

cuz im dumb, cuz im broke, cuz this is an oldschool building, cuz none of you girls complain about it enough, theres only three things i do in that room snooze rise and create legends, i only listen to that when youre around, cuz bald is beautiful, cuz i havent gotten the final proof back yet, cuz the times not right, cuz im not a stoner.

something i noticed during my three games in a row at dodger stadium:

the first day was memorial day. a 5pm start. hall of fame shoe-in greg maddux on the mound. the espn monday night national game. baseball card day where all kids get a pack of baseball cards. was it a sell-out? not even close. 44,255.

tuesday was a 7:15p start. carlos zambrano on the mound, one of the most exciting pitchers to watch live as hes full of latin pride and flava. was it a sell-out? ha. 37,221.

wednesday was another 7:15p start. cub rookie pitcher John Koronka made his major league debut against the dodgers’ derek lowe. 54,093 fans showed up. a sell out. huh?

the secret it turned out was it was cesar izturis bobblehead night. the switchhitting venezuelian shortstop is having his breakout year batting .339 which along with his golden-glove-worthy fielding skills should make his bobblehead a pretty good gamble, but a sellout? i… guess…

a few more items about dodger stadium. they lied about the new atms. there arent any new atms on the field box level. as you know we sat right next to the bullpen in the right field boxes. we asked our usher where the nearest atm was since, you know, we wanted to give our money to the dodgers. she said, that would be aisle one.

aisle one is behind home plate. so we asked her if we could use a credit card at the food stands there. she said some allow credit cards. but as me and mc brown found out, some of the booths had issues with their credit card terminals. bad show dodgers.

on top of it you couldnt bring in a day pack, you couldnt bring in a broom, and you cant even bring in signs!

some kids brought a nice long banner that said Go Dodgers. they unfurled it and people cheered but the cops ran toward them and made them rip it up.

no signs at a ball game?

whats next, a dress code?

another thing. if youre going to have animated games on the jumbo screen like the one where there are three caps and one ball and they put the ball under a cap and mix em up and you have to choose which cap the ball is under – make it somewhat challenging. i drank at least a six pack and i had no problem whatsoever figuring out which cap the ball was under.

i remember when i was working for the Giants they had that game and sometimes theyd speed that damn thing up so fast that people would laugh cuz it was impossible. but you know what, they loved it, and all the people who shouted out the right number felt like they had superpowers. and maybe they did.

a new thing they had there was Pick A Song

on wednesday night the choices the crowd got was

ac/dc shook me all night long
lynryd skynryd freebird
ozzy osbourne crazy train

ozzy won in a landslide in a vote of applause

and finally id like to say that i was forced to endure probably a dozen bouts of the Wave over three days. it made me feel dirty and it is painfully obvious that in the second largest city in america the difference between a sell out are about 15k bobbleheaders dying to do the wave

who will leave the game in a tie game in the nineth on memorial day at 8pm, as if theyve got somewhere to be.

and unlike the hotties who ive ended up with over the last month, the dodger fans that i witnessed over the last few days pretty much deserved the team that were swept by the cubs.

if welch ever gets back into frank mccourts box seat and he wants to pick my brain, ive got some ideas for him. the first being that the dodgers need a blog which would be updated of course by welch and i who will cover this team the way a major league baseball club with the history of the los angeles dodgers should.

and since matt has a lovely wife who would miss him dearly, i would take on the grueling task of traveling with the club when they go on the road.

kitty bukkake + bored housewife + first deepthroat now darling maggot

told you im gay. shes having her “adults only” show today, which you wouldnt think you could do at 3:30pm, but whatever. they have this sex survey and experts and its all just a way for them to talk about sex and get away with things that howard stern gets fined for. nothing new here.

she has a couple in the audience that she invited to the show who have sex twice a day. oprah asks them, “do you work?” which is exactly what people wrote when i said that real bloggers should write at least once a day. “ive got a life man, sorry. i cant be bothered with that sort of schedule.”

and im like, how hard is it to write once a day for twenty minutes about your stupid life?

similarily, is it that hard to give it to your bride once in the morn and once before you count sheep?

ive never been married but ive lived with girlfriends for years and years and perhaps it was our age but if we ever missed a day it was for a very good reason and we made up for it immediately.

still, oprah reports that only 17% of married people have sex every day.

because oprah can get away with anything on tv, the censors let this one have a pass: an expert related that “sex is healthy for you!” by explaining that an average load of semen has as much protien as “a medium sized pork chop”.

and here howard has been having to tap dance around that by calling it a protein shake. as in, hey jenny mcarthy, do you like protein shakes?

americas most lovable talk show host also was sure to inform us that asian men have the smallest penises and african americans have the largest ones.

and they cut to a black man in the audience who said to his wife, told ya.

oprah did not deliver a steadman joke, which would have been perfect at that time, but it might be due to the fact that shes a lesbian.

siris holding at six + anna kournikova to pose nude in magazine + jim gilliam

we’re going to try something a little different here on the busblog. why the hell not. its gonna be called twenty minutes with tony.

what im going to do when i wake up is take a shit, wash my hands, brush my teeth and turn on the computer. then im going to walk out to my balcony, look out at the great wide miracle called hollywood california and turn around shut the blinds and go back to my little computer cove.

then im going to click around the blogosphere for twenty minutes, and then im going to write non stop for twenty minutes. its 12:56.

yesterday i went to a baseball game with a beautiful girl. this is two dates in three days with her so i think im doing something right. and i must say that after seeing the inside of my colon which processed 111 years of kfc, mcribs, banquet frozen dinners, hippie second hand smoke, gallons of generic fruit punch soda, troths of diet dr pepper, and maybe three salads its entire life it looked brand new so three days of a diet of dodger dogs and nachos was a gulitfree indulgent splurge that i might just have to try again.

right now the eagles are on my tivo, a band thats way better on record than in person or on the tee vee. it is pretty amazing how talented all of them were in the 70s and early 80s and how they all lost it all at the same time. not only were those eagles records huge sellers and great albums but frey henley and walsh’s solo records werent bad either.

only reason to see the eagles live is to go to an outdoor venue, get lawn seats and make out on a blanket. 104. don henley is a downer. they shouldnt let him talk. joe walsh is freakier with age. they shouldnt let him talk either. eagles should just have a hot chick with a microphone who roams around the venue with a camera crew and after each song she’s out there the camera crew projects the image on the screen behind the drummer and the chick asks the person in the crowd shes standing next to what song theyd like to hear and the eagles play it.

because the eagles are so polished that its hard to appreciate their genius and talent when everything is so scripted and set-up. call me old fashioned but there should be some sort of i dont know what to call it crispness? daring? thrill? during a live event. risktaking?

ive been to a million concerts but i’ll never forget this one party in this guys house in keeneyville illinios when i was in high school. the drummer had this 13 peice drumset that took up so much room but there were so many kids there that everyone was mixed in with the band that the drummers sweat was hitting everyone but he was smiling so happy and so was everyone else because any minute the cops were going to shut down the party because you cant have live bands playing in peoples kitchens in the suburbs of illinois and they ripped through as many metalica sabbath zeppelin floyd skynyrd bad company foghat and rush tunes that they could and all of them took requests and i cant remember the name of the band but i can remember that feeling of we dare you to impress us, fine heres us impressing you cuz we love those tunes too.

im not sure if this was an exemplary example of what you should expect with twenty minutes with tony. in fact yes i would say that this is not an exemplary example. but i think its a good idea. maybe i shouldnt do it with the tv on. maybe i should do it with the windows open.

and maybe i should have something ready by 4:20 every day too. like a four twenty deadline or something. not that i need a deadline, but i suppose it would be nice if everyone knew that at a particular time one of their daily reads would definately have something new. fine. its done.

and thus ends twenty minutes with tony. come back tomorrow when i will have startling information for your ass.

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