Trip is a guy I have really enjoyed hanging out with in NYC at Don Hill’s and St. Jerome. He embodies the kind of restless rock n roll refugee spirit within the firm ideals of a young man coming up in the world starved of passion and grit. He is overwhelmingly positive and has a virtual catalog in his mind of music and artists that made this genre change the times. Have a look at what he’s up to on The Dead Notes.

Like it or lump it, these are the times.  Mainstream is dead and the superbowl half time show is the death knell of careers.  Here’s Rob Sheffield’s take in Rolling Stone. Did anyone else notice that when Christina blew the words, she got angry and really blasted the National Anthem out….?? I thought she actually hit that moment of passionate frustration that often fuels some damn good music and in her case a pretty rocking vocal.

Click the pic and check it out…Word is travelling.  The Dead Exs are infectious.  Thanks Kimberly for your great little story.  Love your insight.

Head over to our reverbnation to check out the song in full.

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An ode to mud….and our culture’s apparent obsession: