Asked how many songs he knew the words to, the inimitable Topper Price was said to have growled the following reply: “All of them… just not all of them every night.” God, how we’ll miss him. How we miss him already.

One of the easiest ways to deal with grief is to go to the movies – a lot. Of course, if you live in this cinema desert, you might be better off getting your movies at the newsstand (Like the one at the Little Professor, for instance, perhaps after a good meal and a stiff drink at the recently reinvented Crape Myrtle (L. Indica) Café). Or see 28 Weeks Later again, bearing in mind the true value of the zombie genre.
For your listening pleasure this week, the best bet will be whatever The Fucking Champs have got to offer at Bottletree on Friday night.

You should roll out of bed the next afternoon just in time to haul your ass to the Homewood Armory to catch Maylene & the Sons of Disaster play a raucous kind of gospel that you could only hear on a Saturday night.

And last but sure as hell not least, fearless fighter in the War on Dumb Kyle Whitmire reveals why the most important number to every living thing on Earth is not a number at all, but rather the letter “K.”