HULK GOES TO CAMP.
Posted on July 11, 2018 3 Comments
Get ready to have your hearts warmed. This is seriously great.
In 1985, at the height of Hulkamania, the platinum blonde hot dog-colored skin warrior made an appearance at Timber Lake Camp in Shandaken, New York much to the surprise of an audience of youngsters.
Needless to say, the kids go completely apeshit when Hulk arrives. You have to remember just how massive Hulk Hogan was at this point. Seeing an iconic, larger than life wrestler like the Hulkster pull up in a van to your little summer camp would make any 9 year old lose their mind. Hell, I’m getting chills just watching video footage over 30 years later.
“To all my little Hulkamaniacs, say your prayers, take your vitamins and you will never go wrong.”
CORPORATE REPORT.
Posted on June 28, 2018 2 Comments
What could possibly be worse than working in the office all summer?
Board meetings, deadlines, presentations, cubicles, suits, slacks, elevators, admins, bosses, coffee mugs, fake plants, briefcases, fax machines, floppy disks, software updates, argyle socks…even Hawaiian shirt friday. It’s ALL bad for the human spirit.
Your breaking point comes in mid-July when during your 95° morning commute a convertible carload of happy-go-lucky teenagers heading to the beach passes you on the left, hooting and hollering while Kim Wilde’s ‘Kids in America’ blasts out of their stereo. There you sit inching down the freeway in your metal coffin (’87 Ford Corolla), sweating to death in that monkey suit and nursing a crappy cup of coffee.
Don’t let the stress and mundaneness of working for “the man” lead to disastrous habits like workplace violence or a vicious cocaine addiction. We might have the cure right here…right now.
Andy Fink’s CORPORATE REPORT mixes are here to save our poor souls. Instead of being a pure musical escape that wouldn’t be practical due to a lack of focus, think of these mixtapes as more of a tool to help motivate, push, inspire and reach your maximum potential.
ROCK N’ ROLL SHOWER.
Posted on June 23, 2018 Leave a Comment
You look like you need to get wet!
How’s about a sopping wet anthem for your Saturday night, exclusively chosen by Uncle T?
WHAT A RIPPER. I listened to this song so many times this weekend that I started dreaming about it. Last night a TNUC lady disciple video vixen visited me in my dreams. Through a thick mist she appeared, asking if I’ll take a ride in her red hot 84′ Wrangler over the dunes of the beach with this song blasting from the stereo. Most importantly though, here’s what she was wearing…
Have mercy.
Enjoy your weekend.
BEWARE THE BEAST.
Posted on May 30, 2018 3 Comments
They came back from the grave to rock and rave and misbehave! That’s right, our demonic buds Carpenter Brut are back with a brand new video. Please indulge.
This video has it all. Fast cars, heavy metal barbarians, damsels in distress, hard rock zombies! This is the video TNUC wishes he made. It has more heavy metal power + spirit than most actual heavy metal bands can even pull off these days. Since Carpenter Brut first arrived on the scene, they’ve been tipping their cap to golden era heavy metal bands and in turn have filtered the power of this classic music to pump their dark dance music with something ferocious.
I’m man enough to admit it, I was a little skeptical when it was made clear the group were include so many vocals and a more “live” band approach on their newest album Leather Teeth. My initial thought was why mess with a good thing? Well, this song and now music video blew the roof off the TNUC lair and silenced those feelings. The ‘Brut just keep getting better and better.
Be sure to catch Carpenter Brut on tour when they plow through your fair city.
MAXINE.
Posted on May 17, 2018 3 Comments
It isn’t everyday you get to discover a great song with the simultaneous pairing of an OUTSTANDING music video. It happened this week when a generous TNUC disciple sent me Sharon O’Neill’s heartbreaking hooker ballad ‘Maxine’. I barely can conjure up words to continue. I just need to keep watching this music video. Enjoy…
New Zealand singer-songwriter Sharon O’Neill delivers what should have been the global monster pop ballad sensation of 1983. Sultry beat, sweaty saxophone, heavy subject matter done the best way and an insanely infectious hook.
“Maxine, Case 1352
A red and green tattoo
Eyes cold steel blue”
Rarely do song lyrics immediately grab me but it’s hard not to really feel something with this hot number. Pair that with the graphic music video showing prostitute life on the streets and the tragic demise of a troubled teen and Uncle T is completely dialed in.
I love that the story and video feels like a 4 minute Miami Vice episode or one of the show’s many epic montages. If only Crockett and Tubbs would’ve been there to land a swift kick wearing slip-on loafers to one of those vicious thugs’ faces before they got to poor Maxine.
This live video is also highly recommended. Even though nothing will top what she achieved with the music video, Sharon and her band deliver a performance that will make you want to reach for a cigarette and gaze out at the city skyline.
Streetwalkin’ is tough business. I’d like to dedicate this post to any lady TNUC disciples who’ve had to partake in the midnight hustle in order to stay alive.
Sharon O’Neill is now my current dreambabe. She is definitely making TNUC’s Vixen Of The Month countdown real soon.
OLD TOWN BURIAL GROUND.
Posted on May 9, 2018 3 Comments
Is it awkward to think of a cemetery as a dreamy place?
Because that’s exactly what the oldest cemetery on Cape Cod felt like on this sunny afternoon in May.
Uncle T paid a visit to the ancient burial grounds of Sandwich, Massachusetts’ Old Town Cemetery to pay his respects and bask in the salty air, not realizing how gorgeous and serene this spooky stroll would be. The hillside cemetery overlooks Shawmee Pond and reminded me so much of days gone at the sacred grounds of Camp TNUC.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s one of the eeriest cemeteries I’ve had the pleasure of visiting due to the decaying graves dating as far back as 1639. Like so many towns on Cape Cod, this particular cemetery is filled with history. With such a large number of early settlers laid to rest at this location, I’m looking forward to some haunted happenings come this October when we revisit. (Stay tuned)
As a kid, I cherished riding bikes with friends through the local graveyards. Sometimes we’d be inspired to go after watching a good episode of Goosebumps, but most of the time it was just one of those routine routes we loved doing. Empty cemeteries with hilly, winding paths were ideal for racing around on bikes and a great place to get lost/get weird.
Zoom up the hill past the iron gates, under the maple trees, bike tires crunching over the dead leaves on the ground, the smell of fresh overturned dirt and smoke from nearby chimneys permeating through the air. Halfway through we’d dump our bikes on the lawn and stop at one of the moss-covered tombs, trying to get a peek inside. Then stroll through the graves for a few minutes, admiring the brittle yet somewhat legible 17th and 18th century headstones. On a very rare occasion, one of us would have brought a sheet of wax paper for some grave-rubbing before the old groundskeeper/gravedigger guy took notice and kicked us out.
As a full grown adult Uncle TNUC, when I’m not wandering around foggy graveyards at night in October blasting undead anthems on my ghettoblaster á la Return of the Living Dead, during off-months I sincerely enjoy taking strolls through these old reseting grounds. Especially the ancient ones that date back over a century ago.
An empty canoe sits at the edge of a graveyard. Could it be Manimal satisfying his insatiable thirst by claiming innocent victims way early before Camp season?!
