J. Eric Sandoval

DUMB AMERICANS WITH GEORGE CARLIN

If you haven’t been paying attention to what’s been happening around you, perhaps you should start paying closer attention, because it’s happening.  It happening, your country is being overthrown and it isn’t going to stop happening until you’ve been completely overrun by a brutal and unaccountable corporatocracy without a face and a regenerative head.  As I stated before in a couple other posts, I grew up enjoying standup comedy with

MY PLAYLIST - MAURICE JARRE

I flew straight to Los Angeles, California after I got out the Navy, Redondo Beach actually.  When I got there, I was staying with my brother and two other guys from my hometown.  It was a day I’ll never forget because less than 2 hours after my friend, Django picked me up from LAX, we went to visit a girl I’d known since middle school who put 2 hits of

NATIONALISM, WITH DOUG STANHOPE

One of my favorite things as a kid was watching standup comedy laser discs with my father when laser disc preceded the Betamax. I’m sure plenty of you are aware of the laser disc players that came out after VHS some years before DVD, Blu-Ray and streaming came along and put Laser Blazer in West L.A. out of business (before Jay and Silent Bob relocated their Secret Stash), but I’m

MY PLAYLIST - PASSION

Interesting little factoid about yours truly, I’ve purchased more than a few soundtracks before I’d even seen the movie.  As I stated already in the previous post, I’m a big fan of dramatic music.  Which is why I have so many motion picture soundtracks in my CD collection.  Before I joined the Navy, I was into a lot of punk rock bands like Black Flag, The Circle Jerks, and Naked

MY PLAYLIST - JOE HISAISHI

In my extensive CD collection, I have numerous motion picture soundtracks because I happen to enjoy dramatic music.  I’ll be sharing several different motion picture soundtracks for you to get your hands on in the upcoming posts on this category.  John Barry (Dances With Wolves, Out of Africa), Maurice Jarre (Jacob’s Ladder, Witness), Trevor Jones (Last of the Mohicans, with Randy Edelman), Philip Glass (Koyaanisqatsi, Powaqqatsi) and Ryuichi Sakamoto (The

MY PLAYLIST - 椎名林檎 (Shiina Ringo)

Since picking up and moving to Japan to help Mrs S take care of a dying mother with ALS, numerous people keep asking me about life in Japan.  It’s remarkably different in a lot of ways, but one thing that isn’t different is that good music can be found anywhere in the world.  I’ve been with my wife for over 16 years, and let me tell you something.  For most

MY PLAYLIST - LACK OF AFRO

As an individual who has been playing music my entire life, I’m always on the lookout for something that either touches me or makes me want to move.  I’m a bit of a music snob, kind of a dick about it too.  Although I happen to be married to somebody who doesn’t dance at all, I absolutely LOVE to dance. I’m always dancing, in fact.  I’m the weirdo who dances

MY PLAYLIST - BOBBY BYRD

Any real Soul fan knows about the JB’s and that the JB’s were truly the heart and soul of the Godfather of Soul. But it was Bobby Byrd who was the one who discovered James Brown. This is one of my favorite songs of all time, one of which more than a few rappers ripped off. I never get tired of jamming it! These guys were before anyone had ever

KITCHEN CHEAT CODE

A fundamental requirement to taking your life back from the system that wants to enslave you is to start cooking for yourself.  Back in the day I used to eat a lot of takeout foods.  I never really got into the frozen TV dinners that you see throughout every grocery store freezer aisle.  My disposable income was being wasted on takeout food or fast food.  I lived in Playa Del

FLAG BURNING WITH BILL HICKS

I grew up loving stand-up comedy ever since I was a kid.  Unlike most other kids I knew, my parents were more open minded and permissive than other parents with what my brother and I were allowed to watch on TV or at the movies.  My Dad took us to see Ridley Scott’s ALIEN when I was in the second grade and took us to An American Werewolf in London