Salmon Dinner Vinyl

I really have to come up with a more clever title scheme for these types of non-descript de facto posts but, any, what has two (well, one big one anyway) thumbs and rocks at this whole parenting thing?


That’s right, bitches …


So, yeah, while HRH makes our salmon dinner this evening, we’re listening to the ‘Stormbringer‘  album by Deep Purple.


First off, let me say this:  aside from the typical ‘Smoke on the Water‘ bullshit that I’ve heard to death, I know absolutely Jack Shit about Deep Purple and I currently only own one of their albums …

(Actually, this is HRH‘s album)

… until this album, again, thanks to Uncle Lance.

I could easily say that I took this record because of the front cover depicting a blurry oil canvas like scene of a remote bar, a tornado and a unicorn*.

Simply the Tits!

This is actually the 9th album by the Deepsters and was released in 1974, not that that means anything to me, but I am surprised to learn that David Coverdale is the lead singer at this point.

Huh, I did not know that.

‘Stormbringer’ is the name of the second Elric of Melniboné novel by Michael Moorcock. It is the name of a magical sword described in many novels and comics by Moorcock and others which enjoyed enormous success in the 1960’s and 70’s.  I guess David has denied knowledge of this until shortly after recording the album – not that it matters any.  However, interestingly enough, in an interview with Charles Shaar Murray in the New Musical Express, David did claim that the name was from mythology.  A few years later, Moorcock collaborated with Blue Öyster Cult to write ‘Black Blade‘, a song that actually was about the sword Stormbringer so, yeah …

Okay, I think a small  piece of me just killed itself in effigy.

Anyway, as it turns out … the unicorn album sucks.

Do does David Coverdale …

And, yes, I can’t say I’m going to go on any Deep Purple binges soon.

Sorry, boys.

Total Shit List.

But, hey, it was something to listen to while I reign now my superior parenting prowess and, oh yeah …


*Based on a picture from July 8th, 1927 of a tornado near the town of Jasper, Minnesota, photographed by Lucille Handberg.

About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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