Greetings from Natstown, home of the most improbable second-half-of-the-season comeback to be in the history of modern sports. Cleaning the car and cranking the bop, slop and schlock via the Internets. Play on, oh master d-jay!
1:16pm
SmokinJ:
Ready to Rock Rex baby! Greets from Milwaukee!
1:27pm
seang:
I'm the world's greatest sinner!
1:28pm
Parq:
Hey there, Mr. Rex, were those a great couple of shows at Damrosch Park or what? And how weird it must have been for the Kids to play to an empty, rain-soaked dance floor with the crowd out there in the dark, barely visible behind the fence. Memorable in more ways than one.
1:59pm
Moni Jean:
Yo, Sir Rex!
greeting from Boulder, colo!
2:15pm
kris:
OH I LOVE THE VICE-ROYS SONG SO MUCH ! THANK YOU !
krissss@juno.com
2:22pm
Parq:
I would note, just for general interest, that "Hombre!" is an expression in Spain with a very loose set of meanings, roughly equivalent to the U.S expression "Dude!"
2:25pm
Brian Marshall:
Something a bit weird here: I have the Arty and the Supremes 45, but my copy doesn't have "Hombre" shouted out at various points. Could there have been two versions of this record?
3:05pm
joy:
more crying on records...less crying in the world
8:46am
OTTO:
I'm watching the Klaw Bettie Page films and listening to Gospel music and somehow it all seems to make sense....you're nex rex...(so much for sense)