Lux Interior of the Cramps died yesterday of heart problems, ending a long and crazed career that bridged punk and rockabilly, surf and horror movie theater. There’s a pretty good tribute up at Pitchfork.
“Bikini Girls with Machine Guns”
“Can Your Pussy Do the Dog?”
The squirrels have been at my pathetic internet connection again, and I can hardly even get email. (I had to try about ten times to post this. Why is www.blogger.com so bandwidth intensive?) My comments are also getting swallowed most of the time, so if you’re wondering why I didn’t hop onto Michael’s The Wedding post to say how brilliant it was, I did…it just didn’t take.
Anyway, onward…I wrote a 4000-word plus feature on the Cline brothers this week, which took up most of my reviewing time, so lots of catching up to do.