The Death Panel Edition: We here at Bloodshot are all for the Death Panels, as long as we get to do the picking. That only seems fair.
- It's been a busy BUSY week in our steamy little hive as we gear up to take the 15th Anniversary caravan up Madison and Minneapolis way, a weekend of cheese curds and Replacements covers. Look out! JP will be tweeting and googling and gurgling and whatnot from Madison all day, so check for updates on this sold out party. In Minneapolis, Scott will be sending up to the minute teletypes on our shiny new Faxtrola.
- Scott H. Biram stopped by the studios of KDHX in St Louis for some interview action and played some songs. Some enterprising young radio cuss had the good sense to film some of it. Here's Scott playing Sinkin' Down from his recent album.
- Zach, one of our steadfast, well-mannered and only moderately delusional interns was in Louisville last week with his band and found himself in a late night tattoo parlor (hey, these things happen), and well, let's let him tell the rest:
"There is this tattoo shop in Louisville that was awesome enough to re-open their shop at 12:00am after the show to hook up a couple of the kids on tour with me with some rad ink. We happened to be in Louisville the same exact night as Scott H. Biram, so as my friend Matt was getting all tatted up, this guy, wasted off his ass, stumbles into the shop and just starts raving about Biram and how awesome the show was. He happened to be a friend of the guy giving the tattoos, so he walks into the room where he's working, pulls out a boombox, puts the new Biram disc in, throws the stereo on the very table my friend is getting his tattoo on, and continues to drunkenly hover over the tattoo artist, blaring "Still Drunk, Still Crazy, Still Blue" while the tattoo artist continues to place ink on my friend that will be there for the rest of his life!"
The mysterious powers of Scott H. Biram: heed them well, my friends.
- Rob's Recommendation of the Week: The movie The Cove. Not an easy watch, to be sure, but riveting, sometimes funny, sometimes gory and truly heroic; a brilliantly conceived call to action. Not cloying or hyperbolic. The guilty hang themselves. The villians plainly evident. A refreshingly Michael Moore-free style of documentary. Flipper WILL get his revenge.
We'll see you next week.