One of the best things about Facebook is finding and being found by people from your past you thought you would never see again (It’s also one of the worst) No, allow me to correct myself it’s PURE LIVING HELL 95% of the time. Odds are good if we haven’t stayed in touch there’s a very good reason for it!
But I was thrilled actually to catch up with a friend from the 70s and a local boy to Wash DC /Md./Va. From way back in the day Mr. Jamie Holiday and find out what that Gorgeous Big Blonde Hunk of Gee tar Playing Man has been up to all these years since he got the hell outta here and ended up where he was always destined to be… not Rock and roll Heaven but almost.. LA LA LAND, playing the club scene and KICKING some SERIOUS suntanned, silicone, hybrid driving, shitty screenwriting, kale eating ASS.
I can’t stop listening to his latest Cd Big Rock Record (just released yesterday October 1, 2013) that he very kindly comp -ed me a copy of last week. Now, I love my glam bands, I’m always playing those pretty, dirty, naughty , sexy, glittery Brit boys around 5 am full volume every Sunday morning while I’m waiting for the Psychedelic Sunday show to come on at 8 am with Magic Mark Yandle at http://www.digitalrevolutionradio.com/
But Jamie and his band the Vampyre Bunnies sure as hell do too. And does it show!
Wham bam KABLAM! Thank you ma’am! May I have another please?
But theirs is glam all grown up… A little less pink spandex and silver eye shadow, and a lot more black leather studs, than purple leopard leotards, and I must say I am loving’ it.
The Vampyre Bunny Band tossed the best of everything before and after in with the Glitter!
Jamie’s got them going like a blender on a bender, they rattled and rolled, did a whole lotta shaken and got all stirred up and made a Big Rock Record indeed.
It’s crisp clean, clearly what’s happening right now, not just then, and hopefully from now on.
It has all the elements of all my favorite unforgettable renegade rock radio tracks, guitars that can whisper or blister, vocals that will or cure your ills and give you chills, they’ve got the lightly dusted to fully encrusted heavy duty chops to pull out all the stops, some tasty licks to get your kicks and a fabulous mix that puts it all the ingredients together and really brings it to the table so you can you’re your teeth into it.
Damn, now I’m hungry. “Hey Tonyyyyy … honey, what’s for dinner?” I’m too busy rocking out to cook.
But what’s really sweet is its cream filled with all these delicious little morsels , not chunks of, but a little nibble here and there, a tiny bite every now and then from , just the flavor slipping past your lips, not a whole feast , of a vocal or melodic sip of a little well aged, vintage Ronson or Hunter or Bolan or Reed even a little May… goodies that wouldn’t taste out of place on any classic Bowie Album at all.. and that isn’t easy to do … so organically, seamlessly and effortlessly as my boy Jamie Holiday and his Nocturnal noisemakers of ears, fur , and fangs.
We came from the same places and occupied the same spaces growing up both physically and musically, maybe that’s why I’m really digging it so much, I’ve had it on full volume all week. Gift is definitely one to me, thanks Jaime and it isn’t even my birthday… YET…start saving up. The title track Big Rock record I just luv. The single All over It and the chorus of C’mon Judy are permanently burned into my brain and I don’t mind it one little bit it’s not like there’s anything else useful up there to worry about .
I’m going to have to start trying to catch up on all the work he’s done since we both got old enough to buy a drink without a fake ID like “My Dirty Blonde Life”, but it ain’t easy because I don’t want to take this one out!
HERES SOMEPLACES YOU CAN GET YOU SOME…BIG ROCK RECORD