wait--there's more disses.

fearless iranians from hell--boner was the perfect label for these boners. as funny as a jihad suicide bombing at a nursing home// a speech from the iron sheik.
1 iranian and some jerks from texas go for the extremist fan--it's like making amish punk rock--they can't/won't listen to it. they are probably scared of reagan still. 1# album in the spiderhole charts though.

slayer---geraldo//60 minutes rock that drives the 80's moms crazy.
whammy bar wankery in service to ole scratch supposedly, but actually the singer was christian.
which answers the question--how do you make unbelievable even more so? lyrics taken from local jr. high notebooks they found cobbled together with solos they can't remember.
where does the devil find these douches?
probably will end up bag boys at hell's super wal-mart..
the drummer was fast but not fast enough to quit after 1 grip, inc. record unfortunately.
please blame them for any crappy squealing you hear from a guitar and any greenwood kid with a pentagram necklace.
deep purple--mach 1-mach pi. at first a low-rent moody blues--then an in rock band with the werewolf of london on vocals--then the spawning of david coverversion. richie blackmore is the pilgrim who poisoned the indians--a hype believing machine!
music for people that are scared of real heavy metal and folks that wish janis joplin was a man.
they are still at it with a different washed up guitarist--hooray for them. richie plays a meat lute.

rainbow---where dio first wrote the song he would write 80, 000 more times. midget yells--richie wanks--midget yells. the end. but that wasn't good enough for richie's ego (or wallet) so then he got graham bonnett the ultimate low-end robert palmer ever--when that didn't work he got joe lynn foreigner. that got him on the radio but took all of the sack out of the band completely. music for midget fetishers//pilgrim fetishists and people on paul rodgers sack.

dearnt=is the cat hurl you step on in the morning. except the cat hurl is more musical. and better looking and smelling. fuck it--i'm sorry i dissed you, cat puke.

hawkwind---ok right off the bat--who left the window open?--there is an ill wind blowing in every hawkwind song.
these unhip hippies tried to bring it back to the people--on venus, i guess 'cause these dorks were in a realm of spacecheese that even cap'n kirk passed on.
even the nude girl wasn't enough to make me sit through a whole show of theirs.
a band so dumb they kicked lemmy out--okay, maybe that wind is what is blowing through the emptiness in their heads.
the cut out bin is their final frontier.
amon duul 1 or 2---the records 70's geeks broke out to be cool. english as a second language rock for people who believe what critics write. i think they changed their number to show they were piss #1 poor and now they are poop #2. singing so fritzy and gutentaggish that the scorpions have to have it translated. hitler would be ashamed, and for once in his weinerschnitzling life he'd be right.

van halen--a black oak arkansas fan joins cream and gets raped by sweet. possibly the most pointless lyrics to ever be put out on a major label--so dumb it hurts worse than the sound of the hammer-ons/offs that the drunk wrinklepuss on guitar is constantly doing.
blame them for all the "feelgood" hair metal b.s. that saturated the 80's.
they don't like each other and that is the only thing i can agree with them on. bertenelli rock with all of the charm of schneider's (one day at a time) plumber's crack--probably appeals to the kids who used to beat you up--so it has that going for it--and that's about it.
bloodrock---chumps that got lucky with d,o,a,--if you dig deeper than that you will find some guess who used condoms and a bill for hair implants. remember the goons in the movie "christine" in the shop class?
that is bloodrock's daddies.