<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:28:05.048+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat This Garage ... Duende '73</title><subtitle type='html'>A Schizzy Fuchsia Production

dambala_wedo@hotmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-108908550543915092</id><published>2004-07-06T13:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T13:45:05.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breakfast With…Jape Squad.Spooky Records. The Jape Squad are a seven-member musical gang who’ve just released their second album, Breakfast with Jape Squad. It’s their first release for Spooky Records and judging by their slippery proclivity for subtle experimentation, plus the danceable furrows that expel from the speakers, plus the melodic hooks that contain the Jape Squad’s knobbly free </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/108908550543915092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=108908550543915092' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/108908550543915092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/108908550543915092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2004/07/breakfast-with-jape-squad.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107362664150401930</id><published>2004-01-09T16:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:54:40.870+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FAVOURITE ROCK AND ROLL ALBUM COVERS.Cry Like A Baby: The Box Tops. Curly haired girl in a mini-skirt holding a teddy bear, sucking on her finger. OK I can handle that! Guitarist Gary Talley was ill for a month, and The Box Tops got a stand-in. The stand-ins face is on the cover, but it’s obscured by rain. Poignant story of bad timing for an illness, but also quite hilarious, the shot of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107362664150401930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107362664150401930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107362664150401930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107362664150401930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2004/01/favourite-rock-and-roll-album-covers.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107343790906859033</id><published>2004-01-07T12:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T12:12:08.643+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Cants.Cam calls from a hardware store in Braeside and talks to Shane Jesse Christmass.The Cants grab the gnarled root of Rock And Roll and heatedly stabbed it into a slab of concrete. From the ensuing friction comes a sound that makes most other bands seem like sweet little homemakers. They also expose those moonlighting musicians who look more comfortable selling shoes than being up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107343790906859033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107343790906859033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107343790906859033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107343790906859033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2004/01/cants.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107335313786043090</id><published>2004-01-06T12:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T12:39:16.930+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shutdown 66Welcome To Dumpsville	Get Hip RecordingsEarlier this year Melbourne’s great squalid Rhythm and Blues act, Shutdown 66, signed a $60,000 publishing deal with Mushroom Publishing. To celebrate such a score, Shutdown 66 decided to record a 7” single, She Gave Me 60,000 Reasons To Smile, and now they’ve re-issue their 1998 album, Welcome To Dumpsville, on Pittsburgh label, Get Hip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107335313786043090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107335313786043090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107335313786043090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107335313786043090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2004/01/shutdown-66-welcome-to-dumpsville-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107335301867679437</id><published>2004-01-06T12:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T12:37:17.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ground Components.Shane Jesse Christmass speaks to Indra Adams about Casey Rice, Bob Marley and their new record. The Ground Components are a hot-blooded band. They brew themselves into a soul rock and roll composure then gun-shot themselves across melodies and stages like some carnivorous packet of fun. For nearly a year people have been buzzing about them, listening to their demo, going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107335301867679437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107335301867679437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107335301867679437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107335301867679437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2004/01/ground-components.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107274163313255886</id><published>2003-12-30T10:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T10:47:30.226+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Voltaire Brothers.I Sing The Booty Electric.Fall Of Rome Records.Any fan of Mick Collins (The Gories, The Screws, Blacktop, The Dirtbombs) will go absolutely crackers to finally hear that this album’s been released. If you follow the music of Mick Collins you’d no doubt be aware that this record has been talked about, falsely started, stopped, restarted and delayed for almost four years. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107274163313255886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107274163313255886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107274163313255886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107274163313255886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2003/12/voltaire-brothers.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107268733565247582</id><published>2003-12-29T19:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T11:04:01.526+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Patricia Ann Cole aka P.P. Arnold.A soul vocalist who came from a family of gospel singers, Pat (P.P.) Arnold - nee Cole - began singing as a four-year-old. She got her start backing Bobby Day before being invited to join the Ikettes, backing Ike And Tina Turner. Arnold toured with them in the ´60s, including one stint with the Rolling Stones. Mick Jagger persuaded her to remain in London, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107268733565247582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107268733565247582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107268733565247582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107268733565247582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2003/12/patricia-ann-cole-aka-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107265724383239005</id><published>2003-12-29T11:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T11:22:17.493+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>XShane Jesse Christmass finds out from Steve Lucas why he thinks he’s a renaissance man.For twenty-five years now X have been one of Australia’s more estimable and high-pressured bands. Their records are soiled and grimy, and likewise this is how they serve it up live. Quite simply they’re one of the better exponents of punk rock and roll ever to play in this world. To honour this achievement</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107265724383239005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107265724383239005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107265724383239005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107265724383239005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2003/12/x-shane-jesse-christmass-finds-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6255460.post-107261366534976289</id><published>2003-12-28T23:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T23:21:56.453+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grandpaboy.Dead Man Shake.Fat Possum Records.In 1982, The Replacements, released one of the most bile-churning, cursing, coarse mini-albums of the punk rock and roll 80s, namely the release titled Stink, now, some 21 years after he played rhythm guitar, growled, whooped, produced and hopped about that recording, Paul Westerberg has turned in his second Grandpaboy album, Dead Man Shake. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/feeds/107261366534976289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6255460&amp;postID=107261366534976289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107261366534976289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6255460/posts/default/107261366534976289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatthisgarage.blogspot.com/2003/12/grandpaboy.html' title=''/><author><name>Shane Jesse</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
