POSTHASTE WITH ROTARY
1. What’s up with the new record? What’s the action?
Considering we have laid tracks at about every studio in
2. Hardest lesson to learn about the music industry?
So much of the music "business" takes place in bars or nightclubs. This inherently makes all proposals and promises dubious. Very important to remember. Enjoy it for what it is.
3. History of Rotary Downs in 5 words, more or less?
Oh, rickety rollicking onward story!
4. When you hear the lyrics: “I took a mobile light, lookin' for a moonbeam. Ow!
Yeah, you stand in line like you’re got lost in a jet stream.,” you immediately get the urge to _____________________.
a. Sip some Chamomile tea and play Badminton.
b. Enter a high stakes poker match.
c. Party down hard with some kinky freakage.
Zak: D…eat a Hamburger.
5. Guitarist Mike Bloomfield once famously espoused: “Dig yourselves…because it’s really groovy.” In the event of losing one’s grooviness – by age, cultural shift, insurance fraud, divorce, whatever - what method should one most avoid in attempting to regain it?
To regain the groove one once had, all one must do is reinvent the groove. The groove must not get stale, it must evolve.
6. James Marler studied English literature, correct? Give us a literary breakdown of what’s happening in this brilliant stanza by a famous English poet.
You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools,
But that's the way I like it baby,
I don't wanna live forever.
James: In these lines, the poet explains to his "baby" (who may be assumed to be either the object of his affection or his fellow man/woman in general), his realization that he is fated for negative results in life, which he perceives to be, broadly, an asinine competition – one which he accepts and relishes. As per the biblical parable, the
protagonist imagines himself, perhaps, as a lemming (or colloquially, a "Lemmy"), racing blindly and enthusiastically over a cliff. The difference here though, is that this Lemmy understands what lies just ahead of him and, all things considered, welcomes the oblivion that awaits.
7. Worst gig ever?
A daiquiri shop in