Here it is

I've not meant for it to be a week for me to get a post again. I've had Internet SNAFU's, or SNAFI I might say, I for Iraq. Honestly, this place is a four letter word of it's own, spell it and count the letters for yourself. There ain't a thing here that is easy or works as designed. Except for weapons, and they don't always add up. So is war, it's a contest of wills smothered in fog and blood. What does that have to do with my internet? Well, I buy internet from an Iraqi (Iraq is a "third world" country, some may argue fourth) in a war zone. While the man does business on an American FOB, he is under guard the entire time he is here and he goes home when the clock strikes 1700. Something else you need to realize about Iraq is, while it has had some very good weapons come into it (on both sides), it has also been flooded with some very cheap goods on the civilian market. So it is.

There's some boy's from Tuscaloosa Alabama called The Dexateens. I'm listening to their newest CD, Hard Wire Healing as I write this. I had first heard their song Red Dust Rising (2005) on the Athens Station I pick up back home on the Mountain. Listening to that station's Sunday night radio show, Local Noise, has turned me onto The Drive By Truckers, Southern Bitch, a few others and I admit a crush on Juicefer. I didn't look into The Dexateens until I saw them linked on DBT's web site (I was hoping to catch a show after I get back home). They are like DBT, if you hear something like "My Sweet Annette" off of Decoration Day, you wouldn't know just how much these boy's can rock. The song "Red Dust Rising" is just that, then getting hit with Diamond In The Concrete throws you around. Both songs from the CD "Red Dust Rising". The boy's are plainly Southern, energetic, raw...Powerful "Hickabilly" sounding.

That's all I'm saying this lovely Arabian Evening.
The Appalachianist