“Blowin’ shit up and rockin’ ass till it’s all ashes and smoke.”

Dexateens brangin the rawk

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.

Thanks go out to Craig P at “The Tuning Room 2.0,” who gave the Lounge a shout-out for turning him onto the Dexateens. 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

PeaceDogMan.com interviewed Dexateens guitarist/singer/songwriter, Elliott McPherson, who came up with one of my favorite sentences of all-time. When the interviewer asked him about the acoustic-heavy approach of Singlewide, Elliot said, “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 (sadly, this blog/interview no longer exists)

DOUG SAHM

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

MINUTEMEN

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