Showing posts from June, 2010

Once More, The Factory Floor...And Some Baseball

Just when you thought Keith, Cameron, and Jose couldn't bust their ass any harder, they prove you wrong and put out  two issues of Crimefactory . If you haven't already, go check it out. As always, you can download it, save it and read it. Or if you've got one of those fancy e-readers, you can shell out a measely dollar and appreciate it on the go. ****** The results for The Second Annual Watery Grave Invivational are now in. I didn't manage to claim first, but considering the competition and, after reading the other stories, I'm pleased with third. Especially since I really loathe baseball. So, if you haven't already, you can check out "Ghostman on Third" at The Drowning Machine.

Forgotten Music: Gene Vincent And His Blue Caps

Vincent Eugene Craddock originally considered a military career. In 1952, he enlisted in the Navy. Three years later, he used his reenlistment bonus to buy a new Triumph. During July of that year, he suffered a horrible motorcycle accident that shattered his leg. He refused to let the doctors remove it. The rest of his days would be spent with both a limp and severe chronic pain. This was the start of the bad luck that would follow him even after he reinvented himself as Gene Vincent. A year after his accident, Gene wrote "Be-Bop-A-Lula", a pleading rock hit (hailed by Rolling Stone as one of the 500 greatest rock songs ever) that secured him and his Blue Caps a recording contract with Capital. Despite this massive hit, and becoming one of the first rock stars to act in a film, The Girl Can’t Help It , lasting commercial success, like it did for most of the rockabilly pioneers, evaded Gene. A tax dispute with US authorities sent Vincent packing off to Europe. In a typ