Some things said ring so
Some things said ring so true that they need to be repeated... over and over again. I was reading my brothers most recent entry and thought I'd share for those whose mouse clicks don't take them there:
"Last night I downloaded The Ultimate Toadies, a fan produced collection of bootleg and non LP released tracks. These bits of treasure are almost like finding new chapters of the Bible. But they wet the appetite for more. God damn Interscope for their hand in the destruction of the greatest rock band you've never heard of. God damn them to hell. And I really mean that. I curse them every time I turn on the radio and hear yet another cookie-cutter, manufactured, bubble gum single factory. Third verse, same as the first. No lead guitar havin', no truth in lyrics havin', no passion growlin', limp dick, four-minutes-or-less, pseudo rock. Damn them."
A-fuckin-men. I too grabbed these tasty nuggets yesterday and listened to them last night while I was working in my office. I love the Burden Brothers and everything that Vaden has done with them, but if the fucktards at Interscope hadn't put a lid on his creative genius for the six-fucking-years they made him wait to release Hell Below, Stars Above, then Sean and I wouldn't be scrounging in dumpsters in dark, smelly alleyways for the Toadies bootlegs and bits of pre-Vaden Todd to cling to in this barely musical sea of utter shit that is on the radio these days.
Have a taste, sheep.
"Last night I downloaded The Ultimate Toadies, a fan produced collection of bootleg and non LP released tracks. These bits of treasure are almost like finding new chapters of the Bible. But they wet the appetite for more. God damn Interscope for their hand in the destruction of the greatest rock band you've never heard of. God damn them to hell. And I really mean that. I curse them every time I turn on the radio and hear yet another cookie-cutter, manufactured, bubble gum single factory. Third verse, same as the first. No lead guitar havin', no truth in lyrics havin', no passion growlin', limp dick, four-minutes-or-less, pseudo rock. Damn them."
A-fuckin-men. I too grabbed these tasty nuggets yesterday and listened to them last night while I was working in my office. I love the Burden Brothers and everything that Vaden has done with them, but if the fucktards at Interscope hadn't put a lid on his creative genius for the six-fucking-years they made him wait to release Hell Below, Stars Above, then Sean and I wouldn't be scrounging in dumpsters in dark, smelly alleyways for the Toadies bootlegs and bits of pre-Vaden Todd to cling to in this barely musical sea of utter shit that is on the radio these days.
Have a taste, sheep.
CAN SOMEONE MAKE THIS FUCKTARD A COPY, HMMMMMMMM?
I’m in the dark.
always willing to help the blind cross the street… as soon as my burner is attached to a functional motherboard again, i’d be glad to…
omg…
ooh I bow and thank you man I’ve been going around and “borrowing” music from the blogs for my playlist at work and some have been so kind to email me mp3’s but nothing compares to a little bit of toadies!!!
and I so need to see Sean scrounging in a dark alley way that just seems too funny :)
always leave it to kim to say the purrfect words ... right on babe!
I don’t suppose you could share the link for the cd, or torrent it, could you? I’ve been looking around desperately for this for weeks. Thanks much.
Wow..poor guy. 3 years and no luck.
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