I can take you out, with just a flick of my wrist. Make a whole new religion. A falling star that you cannot live without. And I’ll feed your obsessions. There is nothing but this thing that you’ll never doubt.

The custom made Super Vixen necklace that I had Justin Devlin in Pittsburgh make for me to give to Shirley.

On this day in 1996 in Ft. Wayne, IN. Shirley Manson had me and my road warrior taken out of the audience before we even got to our seats and had us seated up on the soundboard and she dedicated Super Vixen to me. We got to hang out before and after the show that night.

Nihilistic mystics. Apostolic alcoholics. Messianic manics. Cataclysmic and prolific. In the age of super-boredom, hype and mediocrity, celebrate relentlessness. Menace to society. This is counter-culture from the underground, eternal revolution this is our sound.

Byron Samuel who used to work in the Wax Trax Records office in the 90’s sent me a text this morning letting me know he was going though boxes and tossing out old magazines and shredding documents and told me he found old MK ULTRA’s, in mint condition I should add, and sent me a pic and told me he’s saving them. This is the kind of thing that means so much to me. People have hung on to copies back to issue #1 in 1995. Thanks B!

Part of my early birthday present from Dale my HLM (hetero life mate) as part of the 40 lbs of hot sauce he gifted me with. From what I understand Valerie is flying in from Dallas TX as I type this and is bringing me even more hot sauce. Yes, dear reader, my kitchen is staring to look like the interior of Heaven on 7
Thursday night dinner Oct 29 I made Japanese Udon Noddles with shrimp and topped it off with Franks Red Hot Seasoning Blend. My mouth thanked me for a good 15 min.

Woke Up in My Clothes Again This Morning (Email from an old high school buddy: “Hey Alex.”)

Hey, Alex, I’m not sure if you’ll remember me after nearly 40 years, but I wanted to share this story with you.

Music has always been a very important part of my life and I have passed my musical tastes and appreciations on to my adult children. Recently, I was having a conversation with my daughter about some of the more meaningful musical influences in my life and I told her about the transformative experience on hearing the original version of Shadows in the Rain from the Police’s Zenyatta Mondatta album as a 14 year old high school freshman. Then I told her about the kid I hung out with in high school who had introduced me to the Police, as well as the Cars, the Tubes, Devo, and a lot of the other bands that shaped my teens and early twenties.

Less than two weeks later, I randomly stumbled across your podcast on YouTube. I’m happy to see that you are still spreading you love of music to anyone who will listen (literally) and I want to thank you for helping me discover my own passion for music. I wish you continued success and happiness.

Best regards,

Roger Dial
ULHS ‘83

Mid Oct the last time I ate outdoors at Bulldog Ale House w the shift manager for All You Can Eat Fish friday

You cannot go against nature. Because when you do, go against nature, it’s part of nature too. Our little lives get complicated. It’s a simple thing. Simple as a flower. And that’s a complicated thing.

It’s been 3 long stressful work days and I pondered how to get my exercise after over 9 hrs of being glued to a chair. After Sunday thru Tuesday of searching for dried soup bens as store shelves are being cleaned out of non- perishables again Wednesday morning I found a hearty supply tucked in the back of Alta Vista. I plan to make chili Sunday after the podcast so I figured why not bike up to Edgewater Produce a great Mexican grocer on the northside to buy peppers. And that I did and also tamales, taco meat and chicken legs. I also picked up 2 nice Rib Eyes to throw on the grill after my ride this evening. I’ve been craving steak ever since Newbomb made those amazing strip steaks when I was able to visit him over the summer.

Saturday after I bike to Evanston I’m going to stuff some of the GIANT peppers with crab meat, taco meat and who knows what else. I just want to get creative. In 8 days I’ll be back in Bradley for a weAkend friend friends from 3 states. Chicago has a travel ban to Iowa and one is pending for Indiana not to mention the way things are nobody wants to visit Chicago.

Yesterday I received this invite from veteran publicist Heidi Ellen Robinson-Fitzgerald who I’ve worked with since the late 80’s and it just happens to be at my absolute favorite art space in Chicago. I RSVP’d in minutes. Finally something to do in the city if it still isn’t in riot mode after Nov 3rd.

Thursday night Ribeye

I’m back in the saddle again, Out where a friend is a friend. Where the longhorn cattle feed, On the lowly jimsonweed. Back in the saddle again! – I was sick all last week and wasn’t up to updating the site or social media till Saturday afternoon.

Something like that only I’ve been in this house alone since mid March

I got out of the city for the 3rd time since this pandemic and spent a night in Lockport with some really good friends and 4 great children. We ate well, had drinks, I slept in another bed other than my own and took a very early train home as I began feeling a very bad cold coming on. I had to cancel that days schedule MKULTRASOUND PodCast.

The commute into and out of the city quite the adventure. More on that later or listen to the latest MKULTRASOUND PodCast for details.

More cat in a box pix thanks to AMAZON PRIME. Katrina pictured

Anny the Watercat in one of her favorite spots asleep sitting up as she was watching TV

Another CPS teacher – this time from Alcott High School

So I’ve been sickened by the divide in or country due to the election of Donald Trump and the extreme far lefts hatred which is non more evident than on social media. I’m no fan of the guy at all, and never have been since I first learned of him in the late 80’s but the country spoke. As sad as this divide and the hate that comes with it NOTHING has disgusted me more than the wishing of death on him as he contracted COVID. I see in on my feed constantly. Some people are so obsolesced with him since his election that it’s all they post about. Sad. Above is a perfect example. Under any other administration is a tax paid public school teacher posted anything like she did above on a public forum would lose her job.

Strange Dreams

Saturday night I had what felt like a long dream and I was at the Carnival Grocery Store in Lincoln Park around the corner from where I used to live 2001-2004 and it was my last stop trying to buy Olive Oil and they had the huge square cans of the imported variety and they were too high up for me to reach. When I got a staffer they told me the cans were empty and they were on backorder. I was in that store for eternity in my dream.

Yesterday when Ellenita was kind enough to offer me a ride to do my grocery shopping at Aldi I had my shopping list but Olive Oil wasn’t on it and then I heard a loud obnoxious man that I could hear over aisles ask about Olive Oil. I went to the section and bought 2 bottles.

I woke up at 530A this morning after another long weird dream and in it I had taken a job at a thrift store in Uptown and I pretty much organized the music/book/cd/lp section. I was saving books for myself and in walked a punk rock chick named Jackie Bangs and I told her she looked familiar and she said “you too?” When I asked from where she asked me “Wal Mart?” and I asked Neo? or exit? maybe, to which she replied, “You, at Neo or Exit? I don’t think so.  And  then we deducted she used to  work at my favorite record store 22 yrs ago named Laurie’s Planet of Sound in Lincoln Square and somehow I met the son of former Cheap Trick drummer Bun E. Carlos and he gave me his new single to review and somehow I met Mark Mothersbaugh of DEVO’s son and he gave me is new single to review and then he introduced me to his father and Mark and I talk for too long, and I showed him my “Duty Now for the Future” tattoo and he explained the significance of it, before his spoken word performance at a local theater and then I went to the MegaBus stop in Pittsburgh where I missed my bus home to Chicago. 

I woke up at home in my bed and as I started my morning shower realized Jackie Bange is on WGN News.

Last week as I was sick and talked about in length on the MKULTRASOUND PodCast I watched the entire 2 seasons of Cobra Kai which is no less than excellent. On Friday night I watched a movie called the Love Witch at the suggestion of my old friend JSin Harmon. He knows my taste and it’ll be review on the new PodCast. It’s an homage to the 60’s/70’s technicolor Drive In movies. Horrific acting which was the point. With hours left to go till bed time I began bingeing one of my favorite series from the 90’s, Nash Bridges, which some people find funny.

I love the darkness and the shadows, where I can be alone. And when I close my eyes, I can see behind the sweet lies.

Did a podcast and really don’t like the weight gain at all so I’m on diet pills and curbing a few bad COVID habits. Changes coming to the show this Sunday with Crazy Jason Elkins at the cameras helm.

Day one of new diet

Finally got the CREEM Magazine documentary which I’ve been waiting for its release for years. Excellent and fun. I can sorta see how it sorta inspired me. I’ve had the book since 2007.

Louisiana Crab Shack & Pho.
My very first traditional mushroom and Swiss cheeseburgers. I used gravy, diced onions, jarred mushrooms and real Swiss cheese and it was FANTASTIC.

Its been a lackluster couple of weeks. Been very busy w work and the podcast is struggling. The pandemic is affecting EVERYTHING. Some fun changes on the way starting this weekend. Seeing some really good friends tomorrow and it’s greatly needed company and October should be fun for the most part.