I really want to believe that the guest rapper on this single named herself after Lainie Kazan. Talk about a hardcore showbiz shoutout. Maybe she was from Brooklyn.

Call me crazy, but this sounds like the roots of MJ Lenderman. From 1989. Nobody has ever heard this song. MJ should cover it. He would improve the vocals, but the vocalist even has MJ's delivery. www.youtube.com/watch?v=4H_F...

Yes, Steven Carrington aka Al Corley, of television's hit soap opera Dynasty, DID record an epic tribute to Fela Kuti. The 80s were like that. www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbF5...

New England winter...

This Friday! You should come. Hear words! Support a great local store!

I loved *If I Had Legs I'd Kick You*. The Woman on the Verge genre the only thing keeping me interested in Amerindie film these days. Would be great on a double bill with *Sorry, Baby*. A Bronstein double feature of *If I Had Legs I'd Kick You* and *Frownland* would be a true test of fortitude.

You may be cool but are you *SERGEI EISENSTEIN RIDING A GIANT CACTUS IN MEXICO* cool? Actually...you might be. It's not the coolest of looks.

Yes, fuck ICE. But don't forget. The Republican Party is responsible for ALL of this. ALL of it. A dangerous moron like Trump can only go so far without the approval of the entire Republican Party. And, no doubt, the completely impotent and leaderless Democratic Party is helping them as well.

"Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays this dealer from the swift completion of his appointed rounds to deliver good clean records to the vinyl hounds of Western Massachusetts." photo courtesy of Cyrus Seward

Just doing some street team work. Really looking forward to this. Karen is a true inspiration. Do you need any inspiration? Or an awesome book from an awesome book store? You should come! Karen and Phil were pals with Bernadette Mayer and I was not. But I might have been! She was so cool!

The ultimate 21st century American time capsule. Aliens: please bury it again after you dig it up.

Not allowing myself to make posts on Facebook in 2026 has made me wordier at work...

She might be the most relatable to a lot of people in this country, but she was not the first. www.theguardian.com/us-news/ng-i...

Happy Holidays from Paul Schrader, the yuletide spirit of Calvinist repression that leads to fiery violence! Drink a jug of spiked nog in his honor and then go find that bastard dad of yours!

Not everything can hit me as sad/profound/funny/true/poetic all at once. Kids say the darndest things. I miss the 70s.

Happy Holidays from the gang down at the Courthouse! May your 2026 be blessed.

I keep waiting for this pressing to show up on Discogs so that I can sell it for a million dollars. I think I have to sell it on a boat though...

This is a representative playlist of my 2025 music listening. Songs and albums that I loved, liked, discovered, or just found interesting for whatever reason. 2024 was one of the hardest years of my life and 2025 was WAY better in many ways. Love to everyone. Peace! www.youtube.com/playlist?lis...

The new spacious vintage room is open at Roundabout Books now! It's great. I got good stuff yesterday including a James Purdy 1st edition that I didn't have. I had to go back for this book today. Too bizarre not to. 1st U.S. edition from 1856!

Halloween/Xmas retail mission creep is an annoying thing for sure and yet i do feel obligated to put holiday records out the day after Thanksgiving. people get ravenous for the stuff.

My Holiday Reading!

Damn, watch out, Zohran, its hard out there for an ex-mayor.

Sometimes I forget how much modern American poetry owes to newspaper writing.

My favorite section of the store that nobody ever buys anything from is my Drugs section. I just like having it around. I thought druggers might need something to drug out with but I think they must have different kinds of drugs around here...

Down with cutesy moog!

The new White House press secretary talking to hard-hitting American journalists.

Just some fun for my own amusement. I remember fun! Some of my more record-y acquaintances might enjoy it. #records #strawmen #dumdum #chilliwack #usps #makingyourownfun #fucktrump #latestagecapitalism medium.com/p/54bbd0d70066

siesta...

I've never owned a copy of Nevermind, but I have kept this since 1992. The grunge era was all about anti-humor.

i knew it...

I will be reading at Feeding Tube on the 19th. Come say hi and buy weird records. Thanks to Karen Schoemer for inviting me to be a part of this! Reading anything in the house of Byron Coley is fraught with peril! Mostly, because there are boxes of records EVERYWHERE.

This guy basically runs the country right now. bsky.app/profile/null...

I watched Hegseth today and I kept thinking: Is there anyone MORE moronic, LESS qualified, and LESS equipped to talk to veteran commanders and leaders of this country's armed forces? And then Trump came out on stage...

simpler times...

So, now that all the Christians have ascended to heaven...can I have their stuff?

College radio station record covers. The social media of their day.

"Hey, what kind of phone is that?" "It's not a phone, its an e-reader." "Oh."

oh no the interweb ran out of stuff to tell you!!! quick, make some more stuff!!!

I might be paranoid, but Sydney Sweeney's new ad campaign, where she pays tribute to GG Allin, seems to pander to New Hampshire libertarians.

There is that sobering moment in life when you realize that now you are more Kate than Buddy. And it's okay!

This country really is going to hell. Denying a man and his alligator like this!

I've been bringing in a bunch of my own stuff from home to sell. Pass them on to a new generation of people...uh...my age. I am all about lightening my load metaphorically, physically, spiritually, constitutionally, and mentally.

I don't know if I've met a "Radical Left" before. I've met some registered Democrats in the past. Some of them were definitely sus as far as how much Americana they listened to. But even I have some pie in the sky "equality for everyone" skeletons in my closet. www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCUG...

A fun game is to see how many words or sentences are devoted to descriptions or critiques of the visuals/cinematography in a New York Times movie review. I'll give you an example. Here is what I found in the ENTIRE review of *The Long Walk* printed in today's paper. Ready? "washed-out images".

Me and my pals Chuck Eddy, Douglas Wolk, Mark Sinker, Greil Marcus, George Smith, Frank Kogan and others writing in the Voice a week after 9/11. The only time in my life that I couldn't listen to music. www.villagevoice.com/talking-worl...

This popped up on my Youtube and after I stopped screaming I realized what my vision of hell was. Me in a room with these two guys talking and the undead voice of Johnny Cash singing Nine Inch Nails on a loop for eternity. Eh, I probably deserve it.