Aside from having a logo that looks much like our own beloved Jagged Spiral, this website quest from Doritos is pretty fun...

http://doritosthequest.com/

-Z

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Jagged Spiral doesn't generally do product endorsements, but sometimes something comes along that surprises us with its simplicity and moxie. Things like that warrant public approval, especially when all three of us are in agreement.

At the Apocalyptica concert last April, we each downed at least two shots of something called a Jag-bomb. (Pronounced Yag-Bom) At least, I only remember having two.

For those not in college, a Jag-Bomb is a combination of Jagermeister and Red Bull.

I know what half of you are about to say. "Are you Insane? Mixing something that makes people Fight with something that gives people Energy?" The other half were going to say, "Are you Insane? Mixing something that tastes like Cough Syrup with something that tastes like Radioactive Camel Urine?"

Agreed on both counts, however, there is some strange co-mingling of effects and flavors with the two ingredients, and the end result is less undesirable than you would expect.

The drink is an interesting dichotomy of emotional directions, much like Jagged Spiral's music. Therefore, we are announcing that the Official Drink of Jagged Spiral is the Jag-Bomb. If you ever come see us live, [Editors Note: Like at the July 11th CD Release party for example...] try one out, it will definitely put a unique spin on your perception of our live sound...

-Z

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VH1 claims to know enough about metal to make the claim that they have narrowed down the 40 Greatest Metal Songs of ALL TIME.

Of course, if you know anything about music at all, you will have a problem with Something on the list. It might just piss you off.

Best to ignore the list altogether. They should have listed bands or possibly albums instead of songs anyways...

-Zero

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An absolute MUST READ for Metallica fans, concerning their upcoming ninth album.

As far as I'm concerned, Metallica died in a plane crash during the Black Album Tour, but noone told the band. People WANT Metallica to be good, but come on, "Give me Fuel, Give me Fire, Give me THAT WHICH I DESIRE?" WTF? And for the Love of Dog, could someone take that fucking Wah-Wah pedal away from Kirk Hammett?

They can talk all they want about 'going back to their roots' and they can fire and hire whomever they want. Hell, fire the entire fucking band, and replace them with teens picked out on a reality TV show.

IF they release good music, THEN i might buy it. This seems to have escaped the band currently calling themselves Metallica.

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Wow, Lefsetz nails it again. I guess I knew this, but it’s strange to read the cold hard facts. While “the old way” still works (Just ask White Light Riot) But that way is on the outs, and “the new way” that Lefsetz points out is how bands will gain traction and popularity in the new market.

Marillion is a band that really treats their fans well. Their fan club get a Christmas CD every year filled with odd covers, acoustic versions, and live performances. Every year Marillion has a Weekend Getaway, where the fans come from all over the world to hang with the band at a small resort and have intimate concerts where the audience helps to pick the setlist. On their 1999 release, "marillion.com" fans could send in their pictures and the liner notes were filled with fan headshots.

Because of their fan following, Marillion was able to get enough people to preorder their 2001 album “Anoraknophobia", to cover all production costs. Twelve Thousand fans Paid Marillion to make an album. In advance. They were completely free of any industry pressures and made the album exactly the way they wanted it. Everyone who preordered the album got their name in the album credits. Why this was not widely publicized I don't know, (maybe it was 'cross the pond where Marillion live, but here in the States it was never mentioned).

Fans wear the band t-shirt and put the bumper sticker on their car, because they identify with the band image. It says, "This is who I am". They want the band to hear their ideas and input. They want updates on what the band is doing during that long, dry spell between album releases and concert dates. They want to be connected. They want to be an extension of the band. "Street teams" the non-industry calls them. People who go out and put up fliers for the band out of sheer love of the music. People who spread the gospel of [Insert Band Name Here] on the street, just the way the Jehovah's Witnesses go door to door spreading the word of the Lord.

I swear to Dog that the first person who comes to my door on Saturday morning wanting to talk about how great White Light Riot is, they will end up missing some teeth.

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Never believe the weather reports. They're about as reliable as bass players, which is to say; not so much.

Case in point; this weekend was supposed to be one big tremendous downpour, instead I found myself mowing my lawn on Saturday.

For fun, I measured the sound output level of my lawnmower: around 100 dB standing right next to it. That's plenty loud.

I'm glad no one called the police. Perhaps when my neighbors mow their lawns, I shall return the favor.

Or not...

-Z

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