Tag: Swing Original Monks

When you need to cross swamps and tackle gators, you want Twisted Teens on your side.

Bring your surfboard and get ready for a big fat middle finger to the man from The Lemon Twigs.

It’s the first night of the year where I arrive at the station in daylight. Also, it’s been unseasonably cool. But neither of those things is as notable as a new album from Toadies which brings up more of that brutal precision fuzz pop that made my ears perk up the first time I heard them over 30 years ago. Elsewhere tonight: a phone call from PJ, on the road, and middle-cased keyboards.