“Favorite Zeroes”
“Music is enough for a lifetime, but a lifetime is not enough for music.”—Sergei Rachmaninov
“Music and rhythm find their way into the secret places of the soul.”—Plato
“A wop-bop-a-loo-bomp. Alop-bam-boo.” —Little Richard
Fall Out Boy – Thriller (Rob’s Brady Mix) original track from Infinity on High (2007)
Peter Gabriel – On the Air from Peter Gabriel 2 (1978)
Kelly Buchanan – Favorite Zero from Kelly Buchanan (2008)
Lucky Soul – My Brittle Heart from The Great Unwanted (2007)
Sleater-Kinney – Light Rail Coyote from One Beat (2002)
Bob Mould – Underneath Days from Body of Song (2005)
Magnolia Electric Company – The Dark Don’t Hide It from What Comes After the Blues (2005)
Rancid – Disconnected from Let the Dominoes Fall (2009)
Red Light Company – With Lights Out from Fine Fascination (2009)
Social Distortion – Highway 101 from Sex, Love, and Rock ‘N’ Roll (2004)
Hold Steady – Yeah Sapphire from Stay Positive (2008)
Audioslave – One and the Same from Revelations (2006)
Neil Young & Crazy Horse – Too Lonely from Life (1987)
Sammy Hagar – Back into You from Sammy Hagar / I Never Said Goodbye (1987)
Rolling Stones – Heaven from Tattoo You (1981)
Red Hot Chili Peppers – Dosed from By the Way (2002)
Velvet Crush – Why Not Your Baby from Teenage Symphonies to God (1994)
So Opus, Bill and all the rest never made it to the movies, but they should have, and considering how bankrupt Hollywood is for ideas, they may yet get there someday. In the meantime, we have volumes of Berke Breathed’s 
. They even got the tuba in, so big points for that.
. This week, I’m doing the same for Hugh Grant. What an insane world we live in. Having never seen the film 
There’s an episode of The Simpsons that, bizarrely, brings Bob Mould to mind. It’s the one where Homer, in an attempt to get some recognition and glory, winds up on the Space Shuttle. All aboard nearly die due to his bumbling, but at the last moment, he jams an inanimate carbon rod into an open hatch door, saving all from being sucked out into space. When he gets back home, who gets the adoration, praise and parade? The rod, that’s who (or what.)
Not everyone thought that way, though, certainly not a lot of the diehard Hüsker fans hoping the band would crap out on their Warner Bros. entries and slink back to SST Records with new, angry fire. What should have been more than a notable entry in the catalog of 1989’s releases rather remains that way to this day. I do recall an insurance company picking up the once top-ten modern rock track “