The “Lost Weekend” begins with a bust and the group being crashed.  Think it may have something to do with the beer?  You’d be right!

Hope your Holiday Weekend went well for all you American readers.  I enjoyed some really cool weather… no, it was down right cold (well, for summer).  Hovering in the low 70s/high 60s for Sunday and Monday!  Actually wore a jacket to go out Sunday night!  Haven’t done that since like May!

So, more madness on Thursday!

Okay, Plan 9 has 5 albums ranked worse than theirs in the history of 70s rock and roll. WHICH FIVE ARE THEY? You tell me! Below is a handy dandy little form that will allow you to submit your Top Five bad albums of the 70s. Not alive in the 70s? Well, then it sucks to be you. No, no, just kidding! Go to iTunes or something and take a listen, there’s LOTS of titles that are real stinkers! The folks who submit album titles I use will get an exclusive desktop that will be sure to please just about anyone. It’s a surprise, but you’ll love it I know.

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Well, today’s song has been covered by them all it seems.  The song’s roots are tied to the post-Buddy Holly Crickets, but was a major hit in 1966 for the Bobby Fuller Four.  The Clash covered it in 1978, thus the version I picked for today.