Def Leppard Planning Cruise?

Posted on Friday, March 6, 2015 at 12:01AM by Registered CommenterAllyson B. Crawford | Comments4 Comments

For a little bit, this image below was on Def Leppard's official Facebook page. It was on their website too. Then, poof! gone! So, either something fishy is a foot, or there was a premature announcement and this is really happening. Definitely interesting.

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Bret Michaels Designs Hotel Suites Now

Posted on Thursday, March 5, 2015 at 12:01AM by Registered CommenterAllyson B. Crawford | Comments7 Comments

Something I love more than Glam metal is travel. My big hobby now is travel hacking, which is just another way of saying I collect points and loyalty rewards to bring down my out of pocket cost for travel. I read every major travel hacker blog several times each day. Every once in awhile, my passions for travel and Glam sort of cross paths. Yesterday, our friend Bret Michaels tweeted about the Rock Star Suite at the Hard Rock Hotel in Riviera Maya.


The Bret mention is part of a USA Today piece on six great beaches to visit in 2015. Considering Ohio just had another round of winter weather, I'll take about any beach anywhere warm at this point. We're officially two weeks out from spring. I need the warm weather to hurry up.

And shoot, since I mentioned I collect points, if you're looking for a travel rewards credit card, the Chase Sapphire Preferred is great. The link is my referral and if you click through, apply and get approved, I would received 5,000 bonus points. Of course, never sign up for a credit card without thinking a lot about it first - and never carry a balance, especially on a rewards earning card because the APR on those is always sky high. This is a premium card. The annual fee is $95 and you need a pretty high credit score and solid income to get approved.  Here is a Credit Karma link to the review of the card.

The link referral is applicable here because the Sapphire Preferred earns Ultimate Rewards points which are transferable to lots of airlines and hotels. So basically I could move over some points to United, fly to Riviera Maya, check out Bret's suite and have a good laugh to myself. 

Another Reason To Visit Las Vegas This Summer

Posted on Wednesday, March 4, 2015 at 12:01AM by Registered CommenterAllyson B. Crawford | Comments14 Comments

If my travel budget for the year wasn't already completely busted and out of control...but man, I'd love to see Aerosmith again. I was seriously considering the random casino show they are doing at the beginning of the summer but the MGM Grand is way better. We'll see I guess.


Michael Schenker Releases New Video

Posted on Tuesday, March 3, 2015 at 12:01AM by Registered CommenterAllyson B. Crawford | Comments7 Comments
I worked about a bajillion hours yesterday and my brain is fried. Lucky for me, I can relax and watch the new Michael Schenker video for "Live and Let Live." The song is from the forthcoming album Spirit On A Mission.

Tracii Guns Has A New Band

Posted on Monday, March 2, 2015 at 12:01AM by Registered CommenterAllyson B. Crawford | Comments16 Comments
Tracii Guns has a new band called Gunzo. I'm not quite sure if this is more of a cover-band type project, or what. At any rate, Rudy Sarzo and Keith St. John are also members. Tracii is apparently still in Devil City Angels as well. Stayed tuned I guess!

Jackyl Sell Out Dayton Show

Posted on Sunday, March 1, 2015 at 12:01AM by Registered CommenterAllyson B. Crawford | Comments14 Comments

Jackyl played in Dayton, Ohio Friday night. I wrote about the show in advance for the Dayton City Paper. I thought you might be interested in reading some tidbits from Jesse James Dupree. The show was sold -out. I could have gone, but didn't. But I heard it was crazy as ever! 


“It’s the equivalent of a man being shot out of a cannon,” Jackyl frontman Jesse James Dupree said when asked how to describe a Jackyl show in one sentence or less.

The rockers will bring their unique brand of southern metal and debauchery to Oddbody’s Music Room Friday, Feb. 27. The show is sold out. The band will be joined by special guests Transylvania Hellhounds and Four Star Revival.

Jackyl is probably best known for raunchy lyrics and for the stage antics of Dupree. After all, he plays a chainsaw in addition to guitar – and saws a wooden stool in half during every show during “The Lumberjack,” a song with more than a cult following. The modern day outlaws are no strangers to Ohio, spending a lot of time in the state for bike week, held annually in Sandusky. Ohio Bike Week is the largest motorcycle rally in the Midwest and Jackyl has been a part of the event for the last several years.

“We play Ohio Bike Week every year,” Dupree explained. “We turn that first Thursday night into ‘Jackylstock,’ if you will. It’s something we look forward to. As far as we go, you could keep us in Ohio nonstop. We’ve never had anything less than a great connection with everyone there. The common denominator is that we all work for a living. We’re right there with people that bust their knuckles 40-50 hours a week or more and they know when it comes time to jam and have a good time, they are going to get it with us and vice versa.” Bike Week is set for May 29 – June 7, 2015.

While the guys in Jackyl seem perfectly comfortable in Ohio, it has been several years since the band actually played a proper gig in Dayton.

“This will be the first time that we’ll play Dayton since we’ve had the Best In Show album out,” Dupree said. “So it will be the first time that we’ve played ‘Screwdriver’ and ‘Encore’ and those songs that have kind of taken off on their own, with people grabbing a hold of them and making them part of their playlist.”

It isn’t so much that Jackyl don’t want to play Dayton. Rather, their tour routing always seems to land them in Cincinnati, a city that is so close, it makes booking dates in Dayton on the same tour run next to impossible.

“We are excited to be coming back to Dayton and we’re glad it worked out this time,” Dupree said. “We grew up as a band playing what used to be McGuffy’s [now Oddbody’s]. It’s a special place for us since we’ve got such a history there. I don’t think we’ve ever done a show in Dayton that wasn’t just completely off the hook and a blast. People in Dayton rock hard.”

While the band continues to tour, look forward to summer and multiple bike events around the country including the 75th anniversary of the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally, Jackyl also have big plans to write and record a new album.

“We’re always writing and working on new material,” Dupree said. “We’re trying to get that process started now so by the end of the year we can put another record out. We finished up last year by doing 130 shows after the release of the Best In Show album and the response to it and even the one before When Moonshine and Dynamite Collide. Both those records have done well for us.”

For Dupree, the best time to write a new record is on the road. This is the exact opposite for most established acts, who prefer to set a specific time to write and then a specific time to tour.

“People always say, ‘How come a band’s first album stands heads above the rest of the records they make?’ and that is because that first album has songs that are road tested,” Dupree said. “I think that’s the key. We went back on the last two albums and we road tested the songs before we ever laid them down and there is just a certain grease that gets on them when you get them out on the road. If it smells like a rock ‘n’ roll song, tastes like a rock ‘n’ roll song, well that’s probably what it is.”

Like many rock bands these days, Jackyl have their own recording studio, based in Dupree’s home. Currently, Dupree is remodeling the studio and getting it ready for the band’s next recording session. In the past, other artists like Izzy Stradlin, of Guns n’ Roses fame, The Georgia Satellites and even Cee Lo Green have used his studio to record.

To learn more about Jackyl and for a full list of tour dates, please visit


Twilight Of The Idols, Part II: Homework Edition

Posted on Saturday, February 28, 2015 at 12:01AM by Registered CommenterAllyson B. Crawford | Comments17 Comments

Today's article is courtesy of our friend HIM.  

No one reads the interwebs looking for homework. No one. Some might read it for help with homework.  But not even the most diligent student sits down and says: okay, technology, make me do the heavy-lifting. And this isn’t even school. This is a glam website!

But I ask you to humor me. Listen to and watch this:

Now do the same with this:

By any reasonable standard, several things become apparent.  First, the people in the first video look smelly. But I digress before I even start.  The first video captures a mood and vibe that sounds utterly authentic.  The second video capture a sound and a feeling that seems . . . well, artificial. When I first heard this I had the strangest sensation. Then I had the oddest thought: this is classic rock if Cher and a robot made it.

I have no problem with crisp production. I can deal with brickwalling. I can forgive a host of sins and miss a lot more. Case in point: Sabbath’s 13 sounded just fine to me (even if I kept imagining what it might sound like if Dio sang those songs). Slayer’s albums have gotten louder and louder, even as they have begun to seem similar, and I still buy the product. I am a fan of metal. I ride the rails. I know the routes.

I also have no issue with old masters being updated with new maestros. Blackmore operates in a realm that is by turns understandable and ridiculous. He graced us with more sweet licks than a child hunkering down on a Tootsie-Pop. But he also helped reaffirm the image of the self-indulgent, bigger than thou, guitarist. Dee Snider, a man I respect, bashed former Whitesnake guitarist Aldrich. But Aldrich has achieved more in his niche than Snider is willing to admit. At some level, Snider’s rant is envy coupled with promotion; at another, it is promotion coupled with regret.

Here’s the thing: Whitesnake has not been, for a long time, anything other than a conveyance for Coverdale’s slightly new-agey/clearly old-agey ego. He is at peace. He is blissful. Every press release from his mountain non-redoubt is affirmative, forward-thinking, and upbeat. He probably skips rocks across Lake Tahoe after Tantric sex and before making an egg-white omelet. But Coverdale is also an old man, with new teeth, and a penchant for taking his shirt off. It is off-putting in a way that makes Phil Collen seem polite. Picture your grandma/pa taking her/his shirt off at the slightest provocation, then thrusting towards you, then singing to you, and then you think:

What the hell was that? It sounds like a cat coughed up Vince Neil’s voice and then slapped David Lee Roth’s bald head with the scraps.

But the second clip is so processed, so stripped of any semblance of a real voice, that you wouldn’t know that Coverdale is a spent force holding on to a glimmer of a career as an elder statesman of rock. Watch that video again.  Hear those soaring notes in the chorus of "Stormbringer"? Notice they don’t even try to suggest—as autotuned as they are—that the majority of them are coming from his yamhole? Now listen to the first clip. There is some studio finesse afoot. But it is Coverdale and it is a Coverdale that many—men and women alike—would mind seeing smiling and undressing on stage as he pokes the microphone stand up in the air and into the audience like a metal phallus.  The Coverdale of old could Download all over Donington. Today's Coverdale would be lucky to belt out the first (and only) verse of "Viva Viagra."

The point? This is what time and age have wrought. This is what we are left with and what we have to look forward to as time passes. It is the metal version of Pink Floyd’s meat grinder: a legendary band’s song, shoved through a fading band’s newest release (The Purple Album if you were wondering), replete with great musicians (Reb Beach and former Night Ranger Joel Hoekstra on guitars, Michael Devin on bass, and Tommy “Is that man really still alive?” Aldridge on drums), and a singer that has nothing left to prove . . . and proves it. In spades. With the help of HAL.

Oh, the tour. The tour. It will happen. And now, instead of fairly glossy studio fare that only occasionally lives up to its promise live, we will get a Whitesnake (version 17.66) take on a lesser, though still wonderful, version of Deep Purple. With grandpa/ma milking it for all it is worth. Still, fans will clamor for it. They will say (as we all do when we are fanboys who look the other way): “the ‘Snake is back!!” Sure.  It is.  But it is a flaccid snake that can barely slide it in to the entrance.

So what is it worth? This is that tipping point in a band’s existence that finds them and their fans facing down a choice: is the music worth the memories or are the memories worth the music? To my mind, the answer is simple. It is the music that comes first. And The Purple Album suggests that, regrettably, for Coverdale, the memories are all that matter. Sadly, fans are now forced to stand or fall, with Whitesnake and increasingly other bands of our youth, on the merits of that question.

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