You See Your Gypsy

Yesterday, Chris Matthews of Evil Boy Records Limited dropped me a line about a great glam band he represents.

The band?

The Gypsy Pistoleros, a mix of glam, sleaze and...flamenco music. A unique sound indeed, the boys in the Gypsy Pistoleros use experiences obtained while living in Spain as a main influence for their music.

If you're not familiar with the U.K. based band, the Gypsy Pistoleros are:

Lee J Pistolero-Lead Vocals
Iggie Pistolero-Lead Guitar
Leeroy Pistolero-Drums
Angel Pistolero-Bass

This is not a gimmick people! The Gypsy Pistoleros start a European tour in a matter of days, supporting glam acts like Love/Hate, Bang Tango, Kristy Krash Majors (Pretty Boy Floyd), Faster Pussycat, the Bulletboys, L.A. Guns and Enuff Z'Nuff.

Now, here's the good news. The glam goodness that is the Gypsy Pistoleros will take-over the U.S. this summer. The boys in the band just finished recording Wild, Beautiful, Damned, produced by Joe Gibb. The album has a target release date of June 4, 2007.

On their official Myspace page, www.myspace.com/gypsypistoleros, band members cite Motley Crue, Hanoi Rocks and the Ramones as major influences.

Give the Gypsy Pistoleros a listen. You'll like them!

Back for More

The summer solstice must be around the corner, because tour announcements are coming fast and furious. The most exciting is the announcement that Poison will tour with RATT and Great White.

Let the detractors begin their bashing.

I saw Poison with Cinderella last summer and it was  good time. I thought Bret and the gang put on a good show, despite blazing heat. They played their hits, and so did Cinderella.

I'm sick of people complaining that the set lists don't change and that Poison-RATT-Great White-Cinderella-Aerosmith-Motley Crue-Slaughter-L.A. Guns-Faster Pussycat-Winger-Warrant and everyone else suck live.

I've decided that if Jimi Hendrix rose from the dead for a special one night only FREE performance, people would still complain that the set list wasn't original or Jimi is out of shape.

I bet it's hard to practice when you're dead.

I, for one, think the Poison triple bill sounds like much fun, and there's a possibility the boys will add a fourth band to the roster. That's a lot of glam for one day!

There is a bit of bad news from the RATT camp. It seems bassist Juan Croucier plans to sit out the tour. It's not official yet, but sources close to the musician say he hasn't signed on the dotted line just yet. Original front man Stephen Pearcy has signed on, and journalists are dubbing the show a reunion. I would shy away from that term because Croucier is bowing out and founding RATT guitarist Robbin Crosby died from a heroin overdose in 2002. 

You'll recall a few weeks ago I posted a Poison recording update. Pennsylvania's finest are hard at work on a cover album, under the watchful eye of super producer Don Was. While I wish Poison were working on an album of originals, I'll take a new release of covers. The album is set for a late spring/summer release, obviously to coincide with the tour.

Right now, the only confirmed date is August 12 at the Universal Amphitheatre in Universal City, California. This is part of the massive Universal CityWalk entertainment complex. I went to California for vacation two years ago and visited the CityWalk. If I remember correctly the amphitheatre is huge, so promoters must be expecting a decent crowd.

After all, L.A. is the cradle of 80s glam rock.

I will be checking Ticketmaster every day in case Poison doesn't send a Myspace alert about ticket availability. I am assuming this glam powerhouse will make a stop in Ohio. Last year, Poison/Cinderella swept through Columbus. I'd be down for that again.

Side Note: Hey Heather, want to car pool with me and the glam rock husband? I'll buy the first round!

A Perfect Circle

I have big news to share with you, dear readers.

First, let me say Happy St. Patrick's Day to my fellow glam fans of Irish heritage. Drink some green beer and eat cabbage!

Now, the big news...drum roll please...

I am now the proud owner of a  platinum disc celebrating sales of Shout at the Devil. Motley Crue's greatest work was certified gold on January 12, 1984. It went platinum the first time on February 7, 1984. Since that time, Shout at the Devil  has sold several million more copies.

How did I come to own such an important relic of glam goodness? Ebay, of course. I wasn't looking for a platinum record when I was surfing Ebay late last night. Instead, I was hoping to find a cute Motley Crue babydoll shirt to wear when the weather gets a little warmer here in Ohio.

That's when it happened. I stumbled upon an Ebay store, chocked full of gold and platinum record awards from various artists.

If you've ever eaten at the Hard Rock Cafe or visited the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame and Museum in Cleveland,  you know that a platinum award has an "identifier" of sorts explaining why the person is bestowed such an honor. All the pieces for sale in this particular Ebay store are from a record shop.

Knowing only fools rush in, I used the 30 minutes remaining on the auction to research record awards and how to spot a hoax. After all, I didn't want to drop serious cash on a fake award. That would be more than devastating.

The official site for the Recording Industry of America, www.riaa.com, has an excellent page outlining criteria for collecting record awards.

I also stumbled across Julien's Auction House at www.juliensauctions.com which outlines several factors to look for when collecting music memorabilia.

I placed my first bid with five minutes remaining in the auction. This bid was too low, and I failed to meet the reserve. Two more bids, and I was home free! The remaining two minutes were very stressful, as I feared someone with much deeper pockets was going to snatch my treasure out from under my nose.

Then...it was mine!

I paid immediately, hoping to expedite the process. Now, the waiting game begins. I don't know where to hang such a priceless work of art. I suppose it could go over the bed, replacing my wedding portrait...or over the fireplace. When I suggested both these options to Eric, the glam rock husband,  he looked horrified.

Eric offered to build a lighted bookcase to show-off my award. I think he was kidding, but I might take him up on the offer.

It's not good to be greedy, glam fans. I hope you understand that when I saw this auction, I nearly passed out. I thank Eric for encouraging me to bid, much to my shock and amazement.

I would be heartbroken if I learned this treasure was sitting in a warehouse collecting dust...or worse, hanging beside a platinum award celebrating the work of My Chemical Romance.

Shudder to think.

Way Cool Jr.

I've got a new band obsession, glam fans. It's JackViper, hailing from the beautiful U.K.

Just like Vains of Jenna, JackViper formed in 2005.

If you're not familiar, allow me to introduce the boys in JackViper. Already, vocalist Jay R, guitarist Eddie Shredder, bassist Davey Kiss and drummer Dan Ferlanger have performed with some major glam acts like Vixen and L.A. Guns. (I think the name Eddie Shredder automatically means you're way cool and way glam, but that's just me).

Unfortunately the boys in JackViper remained unsigned, but that doesn't stop them from releasing new mini-EPs every few months.

If you head to www.jackviper.com you can download or order an EP for free.

MetalHammer magazine gives JackViper many kudos for a unique, sleazy sound. In fact, here's an excerpt of the glowing article:

"What do they sound like? Like Motley Crue riffs pre Girls, Girls, Girls. Like Faster Pussycat's singer Taime Downe [sic]. Like Skid Row's Sebastian Bach with his lascivious and misogynistic potty mouth. Sleazy Trashy hard rock that walks the talk at the speed of Motorhead and the intensity of GnR."

Wow! That's a lot to live up to but from what I've heard, JackViper delivers.

I can't wait for these guys to get some money so they can jump across the pond and tour here in the U.S.

Hopefully hordes of positive press, an energetic street team and relentless club dates will lead to an album deal for JackViper. They deserve it, and the rock world needs a good kick in the pants.

If you'd like to hear a quick sample of the good time rock that is JackViper, visit www.myspace.com/jackviper05.

Ancient Rebirth

Some call them super groups, I call them spinoffs. Just like television series, spinoffs are (sometimes) a great way to breathe new life into an old idea.

Think about the best television spinoffs. Cheers spawned Fraiser. Beavis and Butthead spawned Daria and The Practice is based on original characters in Boston Legal.

Glam bands often rose from the ashes of other groups.

Slaughter is a prime example of the music spinoff. Mark Slaughter and bassist Dana Strum performed together in the Vinnie Vincent Invasion before jumping ship for their own band.

Remember, Vincent was a guitarist for KISS.

Over the weekend, I watched Classic Concert: Damn Yankees on VH1 Classic. The brainchild of Ted Nugent, Damn Yankees were a spinoff band that included members of Styx and Night Ranger. Of course, Tommy Shaw (Styx) and Jack Blades (Night Ranger) just released a new album under the name Shaw/Blades.

Out of the ashes of the once great Guns n' Roses came Slash's Snakepit featuring Matt Sorum, Gilby Clarke, Dizzy Reed, Mike Inez, Eric Dover, Teddy Andreadis, and of course, Slash. 

Another super group spinoff of note is Brides of Destruction, brainchild of my beloved Nikki Sixx. Tracii Guns, Kris Kohls, and London LeGrand rounded out the line-up. Sixx left the Brides in favor of the massively successful Motley Crue reunion tour. After all, it's hard to beat an original.

Fellow Motley Crue alum Tommy Lee is also on tour right now as a member of a super group spinoff. Rock Star Super Nova - a creation of modern reality television - features members of Guns n' Roses, Metallica, and the former unknown singer Lukas Rossi. I don't have much to say about these boys because their debut album is pretty bad and I'm told the tour is even worse.

Do you have a favorite super group spinoff? 

Love in an Elevator

Is Muzak metal? Maybe.

When I was eating dinner last night at Buffalo Wild Wings (it's hard for a vegetarian to eat at a place like that) I couldn't help but notice the ever present, annoying music.

I figure it was canned Muzak because BW3 is a corporate giant.

While eating my Gardenburger I was subjected to "Man in the Box" (Alice in Chains), "Celebrity Skin (Hole), and "Don't Look Back in Anger" (Oasis).

Geesh.

Apparently, it was pop-grunge night at BW3.

So, a little Internet research leads me to www.muzak.com, and I learn there's a package available called "Ink'd." Apparently, this is Power Rock/Metal.

I've never heard GWAR in my dentist's office. Then again, I've never heard Peter Cetera in a tattoo parlor...or a bar for that matter.

More research reveals the "alternative" channel is called Feedback. Of course it is.

Also available, "Varsity" for Pop Hits, Rock Show for Classic Rock, and Half-Pipe for Skate Punk/Hip-Hop.

Does the intersection of Metal and Muzak mean that the world's most perfect music is becoming mainstream once again? Does this prove that the 80s were NOT a fluke and that Metal can once again enjoy mass appeal? I'm not sure, but I wish BW3 would pipe in a little Cinderella every now and then. A person can only handle so much grunge before reaching the vomit stage.

Also, the song obsession of the day is Warrant's "Cherry Pie" in honor of Pi Day. Happy 3/14 everyone...go memorize  Pi and amaze your friends. Eat a slice of cherry pie. Bask in the irony.

Finish What Ya Started

Everyone said the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony would be a train wreck.

Sadly, everyone was right.

When it was finally time to induct Van Halen, the crowd was fidgety and I was growing weary. Van Halen came after the Ronettes and punk hero Patti Smith. As predicted, only Sammy Hagar and Michael Anthony showed up for their accolades.

Both men gave short, classy speeches. Hagar lamented his missing band mates, saying he wished they could make it but, "It's out of our control."

Of the Van Halen debacle, AP music correspondent Nekesa Mumbi Moody writes "...the absence of most of Van Halen's founding members was downright sour."

After their short speeches, Velvet Revolver played "Ain't Talkin 'Bout Love" before Sammy and Mike jumped on stage for a seemingly impromptu performance of "Why Can't This Be Love." Of course, Sammy and Mike were backed by the CBS Orchestra which was a little more than painful to say the least.

I still say good for them for jumping on stage and doing the right thing. They tried to smooth over the mess, and I think they honestly wanted to give their fans a little treat.

I have to admit I didn't stay awake long enough to watch the finale "jam" session with all the artists at the end, but I'm told Sammy and Mike didn't participate.

On a high note, the broadcast was completely commercial free, an unheard feat in this day and age. It was also cool to hear Aretha Franklin sing "I Never Loved a Man (The Way I Loved You)" as a special tribute to late Atlantic records founder Ahmet Ertegun.

If you missed last night's roller coaster ride, the entire broadcast will repeat this weekend on VH1.