"Blowin' shit up and rockin' ass till it's all ashes and smoke."

New Adios Lounge mission statement? Just throwing it out there. It's either this or the thing about team-building, synergy, and never giving in to our robot overlords. Frankly, I'm torn.

Anyhoo, while I work on a post that includes the likes of Sam Cooke and Doug Sahm ... and maybe a certain EC ... let me send along a couple of shout-outs and cover some bric-a-brac.

Muchas gracias to Daniel Chamberlin of Arthur Magazine, who was gracious enough to profile two of my pieces on Doug Sahm: 'Thanksgiving Jam 1972' and the annotated review of Texas Rock For Country Rollers. Love his term "headneck." Head = doper, neck = roper (or redneck), and it refers to cosmically-oriented cowboys like Sahm, Commander Cody, etc. Dig it.

• Headneck Bonanza: Doug Sahm live in 1972 with Leon Russell and the Dead

Thanks also go out to Craig P at The Tuning Room 2.0, who gave the Lounge a shout-out for turning him onto the Dexateens (pictured above). Suffice to say, Craig is damn well sure the 'Teens can whoop it.

• Dexateens Serve Up The Summer Album of 2009

Speaking of the Dexateens, you gotta check out their HearYa Live Sessions. Four songs that you can play and download as a zip file (DL it, trust me) and a video of them doing "Grandaddy's Mouth." I'd post the vid, but you're going there anyway ... just sayin.

• Dexateens – HearYa Live Session #51

This PeaceDogMan.com interview with Dexateens guitarist/singer/songwriter, Elliott McPherson, contains one of my favorite sentences of all-time. When the interviewer asks about the acoustic-heavy approach of Singlewide, Elliot says, "Now that we finally recorded a soft acousticore record, I'm ready to blow some shit up and rock ass till it's all ashes and smoke."

• Dexateens: The South's Best Kept Secret

Finally, I began and ended my last post with the Minutemen and I'm ending this one in the same place. From Boing Boing, here's a brief look at Double Nickels On The Dime as it turns 25. Totally worth it for the comments alone. Wait, did I just say 25?!?! God, I'm getting old.

• Double Nickels on the Dime by the Minutemen turns 25

Word.