The BOMS Team warmly welcomes Doc Rock, an ER Doctor who works at a hospital in the wilds of Northern New England. Doc Rock has been working the night shift for the better half of 25 years and can be found late night dealing with a variety of head wounds, gut shots, snow mobile chaos as well as treating the many mishaps based on over-indulgence. Doc Rock’s crazy nights lend one to think he may enjoy quieter days. This folks is not the case. You can find Doc Rock in Bull Moose Music hunting through rock rarities by day as he blasts the likes of Bad Brains, The Stooges, Living Colour, Death as well as plethora of other artists. His years of experience and bedside manor will come into play with his writing. Quite simply the man has amazing taste in rock music and he has a way of reexamining an older album in ways you may not have thought to before. Doc Rock will bring you monthly reviews on what he is listening to as well as what he sees and experiences in the world. So ladies and gentleman roll up your sleeves and scrub up because it’s going to be a long night in Doc Rocks ER.
This is my debut entry, so here’s the deal. There’s a good chance I’m older than you are. And believe me; I haven’t spent much of that time sitting on my butt sniffing the Roses. Some of that period I’ve devoted to studying medicine, though I’ve also committed a prodigious (and admirable) number of hours listening to rock music. Along the way I’ve heard a bunch of musical gems. I’ve also listened to some real disasters. So here’s my promise to you. The young bucks on the staff will keep you abreast of the latest and greatest modern music coming down the pike. My job is more that of Rock Paleontologist. I’ll comb through my collection of 50 years of Rock and Roll and present to you only the real gems and promise to keep the disasters to myself.
Recommendation #1: Death: “For The Whole World To See”
At a time when much of the Detroit music scene was dominated by Motown, three young African American brothers David, Bobby and Dannis Hackney recorded an album of politically charged hard rock bordering on Punk. This three man power trio from mid-1970′s Detroit could be the long lost fore fathers of Bad Brains, 24/7 Spyz, and Living Colour. The tapes sat dormant for over 2 decades gracefully aging until 2009 when Drag City Records officially released the album. This was all apparently due to conflicts in 1975 with the label regarding the band’s controversial name “Death”.
Their music is as timely today as it was ahead of its time then. Take my favorite song on the album, “Politician in my eyes.” This ode to politicians slams their goals of self-enrichment and questions why they don’t have a clue about the people they should be serving. The song’s lyrics and music ring as true today as they did in the 1970′s. The other songs on this album are amazing featuring drumming that is insanely tight, lyrics that pack a punch and guitar work will shake the dust off your old stereo cabinets. My wife likes to remind me of the first time I listened to the album at a level that may have disrupted our neighbors. The music struck such an amazing chord with me that I absentmindedly yelled loudly after each song “I really like that tune, and that tune, and that tune.” I don’t care who you are, you shouldn’t be without this music. It may be hard to find and you should stick closely to any music store that has it on the shelf. ’til next time…..the doctor is in. Side Note: This past year the SXSW music conference and festival invited the remaining members of Death out for a Q&A session and a performance. The video below is them performing “Politician in my eyes.”
This past Thursday Philadelphia was treated to the 46th show that the Free Form Funky Freqs have ever played. In fact they don’t practice and definitively don’t pen set lists. G. Calvin Weston, Vernon Reid and Jamaladeen Tacoma simply announce the show, arrive, and start playing whatever they are feeling. This particular evening was a wild romp through some pretty far out jazz and freaky funk that demonstrated just why these cats are a must see anytime they play. Jamaladeen Tacoma ruled this show with a mighty hand on the bass. Weston was a force on the drums and Vernon Reid spent most of the show in the shadows adding some tasty riffs to the mix. 
Soon the BOMS team will be joined by Aaron Kayce, a highly talented writer and music journalist living on the west coast. He will be writing a monthly feature for BOMS that we are extremely excited about. That work will start in January. Until then Kayce has offered up his top 10 albums, top 5 live shows and a couple of releases that he is most looking forward to in 2011. From The National to Big Light and My Morning Jacket to The Mother Hips – you’ll see quickly that Kayce’s tastes spread far and wide. Enjoy expanding your ears!
Nick Martini grew up in Winchester, MA, and began skiing at Cannon Mountain NH. Since then he has risen in the ranks to pro skier travelling around the world greasing rails and throwing huge airs for the masses to ponder. He suffered a nasty ACL injury in 2010 and spent the last months recovering for the 2011 season. In Nick’s down time between classes at University of Colorado Boulder and dodging gapers he and brother Alex have been producing some sick videos under the guise of Stept Productions. Nick has been generous enough to let beatofmystrut showcase a bit of his work. To see more of their work visit 
While compiling a list of my favorite albums of 2010, I was reminded of a quote someone said in the comments section of an article I did for Jambase several years ago. The comment said, 
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and wailing guitars. Their quick set concluded with a lively cover of the Beatles “Get Back.” They packed the cover full with some hot keyboard work from Michael Girardot and a nasty little exchange jam at the end between singer James Marler and lead guitarist Chris Colombo. Check out Rotary Downs in the video below. We dare you to not tap a foot to it… 
twisted the stems in his hands as the song peaked in guitar and crashing of the drums. 
Rocco DeLuca plays a solo set at Johnny Brenda’s in Philadelphia. Known for his band 
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Stardeath and White Drawfs - These cats have been heavily touring and with some tutelage from Uncle Coyne the work has seemingly paid off. After a superb bass and drum battle (intro music for the video below), Coyne’s nephew, Dennis Coyne rocked the fuck out with some funky stoner doom sounds. His white fur wookie boots, wild LED lights and shredding approach on the guitar and keys made for a great pump-up before the main act. Learn more at 
Tame Impala –Great promise in the young Aussies whose albums were not quite done justice with their live show, at least not during their first time in Philly. The show was a mediocre display of Tame Impala’s tempting musical mix of Cream and Swedish band Dungen. Unfortunetly Kevin Parker’s strong vocals were far too mucked up with feedback to clearly hear. Plus, their set was in desperate need of a powerful beginning and some retooled setlist flow. The peaks and valleys of good and bad moments left me wanting to see them on a better night in a better sounding venue. However, 4 of the 12 songs they played were downright delicious, like their last tune of the evening “Half Full Glass of Wine.” Just because these guys were not up to snuf in Philly, does not mean they can’t wail - Peep them rule that last tune in the video below. Much thanks to Craig Holzmer for joining me at the show w/ his handy musical eye and steady hand on the camera. Learn more at 
Random Thought –Tame Impala’s tour manager/stagehand set one of the cleanest, classiest stages I’ve seen in a while. His attention to detail was impeccable tapeing down every last cable. He even bopped his way across the stage to stop an overzealous fan from attempting to burn the eyes of the entire place with her incessant flash-bulb snapshots. He kept order when there was teenage chaos.