April 23, 2016

I'm going to toot my own horn a little bit! I've spent the last year or two (with help and encouragement from the good people at Pankhearst) turning a band name into a novel. We're on schedule for a June release. The text is in final proofreading now, and we have a likely cover!

To celebrate, St. Rage released a new song:


But enough with the fictional band! There are plenty of real ones to talk about this week, with these five at the top of the heap:

Blame the Wizards
Maybe that's the explanation for the awfulness so far this year: a wizard did a spell, taking Prince and Bowie, but leaving Trump and Cruz. Damn wizards.

Invisible Hand
Why, exactly, do we want what sounds like a creepy phantom running our markets? How is that a good idea? Great name for a band, though.

Sermons on a Moonless Night
We are gathered here to get through this thing called life.

Sick Sad World
See above, re: those damn wizards. (This one reminds me of a recently published post-electoral dystopian blues, Ted Cruz Smiles and a Baby Dies, in which I have a story about the coming revolution.)

U. S. Bastards 
It's like a theme or something. I like how you can pronounce the initials as "us" or "U. S." and it makes sense either way.