Tuesday, January 31, 2023
Damn fine listening material. The Knack, "My Sharona," 1979
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Sunday, January 22, 2023
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Sunday, January 01, 2023
Happy New Year. Apparently I've been in a coma for five years.
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Thursday, December 14, 2017
Friday, September 15, 2017
WHAT SORT OF MAN READS PACO CAMINO?
He’s a legendary photographer that considers getting stripped down by hot models an occupational hazard. But don’t get this talented lensman wrong, because when it comes to business, he always delivers the money shot. This stud only uses the best cameras--a Nikon F2 Photomic, Leicaflex SLR, Hasselblad 500 C/M and a Honeywell Pentax Spotmatic F, not to mention top-notch lenses like Zuiko's 135mm and Nikkor's 500 mm F/8 Reflex. Plus no shoot is complete without Rollei lighting units, Reflectasol umbrellas, Minolta’s Automater Professional light meter (with a nifty eye-level finder) and of course, Kodak film. The Paco Camino Man. When he shoots, he scores.
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Saturday, July 15, 2017
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Thursday, April 06, 2017
Bullshit or Not! Don Rickles replaced Paul Stanley in KISS!
Reports have surfaced that during the entire 1977-78 KISS Alive II tour, Don Rickles secretly replaced lead singer Paul Stanley.
Bullshit or Not?
Seriously, what really went down was that Cher, (then inexplicably dating KISS bassist Gene Simmons) actually replaced Paul Stanley, who had selflessly taken several months off to finally sleep with the thousands of KISS groupies that were almost hopelessly backlogged. That same year in an extraordinary drunken blackout stupor, Ace Frehley once drove a Porsche out of an airplane, and in midair, threw a TV set out of the car on the way down, and then somehow landed in Hugh Hefner's Playboy Mansion swimming pool largely uninjured. Miraculously, he only suffered some facial scarring. Drummer Peter Criss wasn't so lucky. He discovered what happens when a small, expensive sports car meets a densely wooded area at a high rate of speed. And no shit-- while Criss recovered from his auto injuries, he was secretly replaced by future Late Night with David Letterman drummer Anton Fig.
R.I.P. Don Rickles..
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