We're barely a quarter of the year in, and well, I'm not calling anything yet, but this album definitely is the best album of the year–so far. It reminds me of In It For The Money, which is a good thing, great thing. And shit, the first 3 tracks are real gems. Diamond Hoo Ha Man > Bad Blood > Rebel In You.

Mmmm, smells warm and fuzzy, tastes like shit. Just the way I like it. But, prove me wrong. Step up! Maybe Feist and Celine Dion will team up and come out with some HOT christmas single and I will soon forget Diamond Hoo Ha.

Diamond Who? Ahhh, yes, that was a fine album 

what is it about tim chunks' endeavors, both modern and classic, that motivate me to post? is it his devil-may-care attitude, his melodious singing voice, his savvy punk-rock-till-you-go-broke-
or-until-you-roadie-for-green-day-whatever-happens-first business sense? yes, yes and yes.

about 1,000 years ago he fronted the shit out of nyc punk outfit, token entry. most of the band's catalog (and musical offshoots–looking at you black train jack) were decent efforts but spotty and generally leaving much to be desired. that said, there was one small window in 1988 during which dr. know produced the shit out of the 11 songs (in 28 minutes) that would populate the band's seminal release, jaybird.

pulling from boston's speed, d.c.'s gritty aggression and l.a.'s all-i-wanna-do-is-skateness, jaybird celebrates the best sounds of punk rock's capitol cities but still remains fully new york in production, lyrical content (counting the frequency of the word "integrity" could be a drinking game) and, well, mosh parts.

listening 1,000 years later with fresh but jaded ears, jaybird holds up incredibly well (considering i shudder at the thought of listening to most of token entry's contemporaries, especially if they're from boston. gross).

"we're all part shatner
part steve mcqueen
part elliott gould
you know what i mean"

man, i miss hellno. i've got adios armageddon on vinyl record album but i left all my vinyl record albums in new york. whoever's got it on cd is one lucky mamajama….