What I envisioned this release to sound like has now far exceeded my expectations. I posted about Steven Falken’s Visions EP a few weeks ago, but now that it’s surfaced, this sonic eruption is far more greater than I ever imagined. With only four songs, Mr. Falken manages to capture a sound that can’t help but draw you into a world of rich synthesizers, mansions on a hill, and Miami-drenched nightlife. Listen to the full-length effort below.



14 tracks / 63 minutes / 1 Swayze.

This very well could be the most important post on Uncle TNUC, and also could be the last, so listen up…It’s been a little over a week since we heard the horrific news of Patrick Swayze’s death. I’d like to apologize for the lack of updates, but as you can imagine, the magnitude of his death struck grief and sorrow throughout the TNUC camp. TNUC basically came to a screeching hault and to be honest, in light of this tragedy, the future of TNUC was seriously in question. When a loss this severe arrives, it feels like a part of your youth and upbringing closes its door. Yet through this loss, I’ve gained knowledge and learned something. I’ve learned that the one thing EVERY ONE knows about me, is my love for SWAYZE. I was amazed and shocked to see how many condolences I received over the week. I think it really hit me when artist LexiconDon said to me, “My heart goes out to you. SWAYZE was like a brother to you”. It’s true. From Road House, to Youngblood, to Point Break, to Black Dog, I literally swear by these films. I mean, how many people do you know that can say they own a Road House super-size half-naked SWAYZE poster, Road House soundtrack (on cassette), Road House beer coaster, Road House official Japanese movie program and the Tiger Warsaw soundtrack on Vinyl. And the list goes on, no kidding.

The heart wrenching week ended with a sign of hope that swept over me like a proud eagle. I closed my week-long grieving session with attending a rare screening at New Beverly Cinema of SWAYZE’S tractor-trailer-truck-testosterone-thriller, Black Dog. As I polished off my 17th beer of the night, I clenched my grip around the can, raising it in the air, thanking the higher powers that movies like this actually existed, courtesy of THE MAN. I could go on and on about the man but a proper 500th viewing of Road House is calling my name.

But before I go, I’d like to share a very special mix I’ve put together in honor of SWAYZE’S accomplishments. Some of the songs you’ll find on this collection are from his movies, but most are not. PROUD EAGLE: A Salute to SWAYZE, is primarily a collection of songs for you to take a deep dive into the memories of this cinematic icon and also the decade, respectively. Like this blog, this mix has songs for every type of listener. The last thing we want people to do is brush it off like the countless mixes posted on countless blogs. We’ve got something that appeals to every one. There’s dreamwave delights, SWAYZE essentials, soundtrack staples and even a couple monster ballads. Also note that even though the songs are included as individual tracks, and not put together as one continuous mix, they still should be played in numbered order! (track listing is in comment section)


Good thing I have this Road House Survival Kit, because tragedies like this one take time to recover from. This kit should help nurse the emotional wounds. Immediately following his death, I frantically tried finding information on funeral arrangements, but then when I came to my senses, I realized that paying respects to a casket holding a lifeless body is NOT what Dalton would have wanted. His spirit and legacy lives on and thrives in the hearts of all of his supporters. A few days later I read that he was cremated, and his ashes were blown into the wind over his ranch in New Mexico. I love this man.


Something has been lurking from beneath, ready to explode upon the city streets to inspire young minds and strengthen young hearts. Local villagers say its those damn underground sewer dwellers that have become so troublesome…little to they know it’s just TNUC viciously at work in the lab.

Futurecop! have tapped yours truly, to deliver a new video for their upcoming single, 1988 Girls. This marks the second opus by Futurecop! that TNUC has lent his helping hand to. After the global success of the Karate Kids video, a triumphant return only felt right, and was soon on the horizon. So what can you expect to see in this visual feast for the eyes? Without giving too much away, you can look forward to plenty of bubblegum teenies, extreme-close-ups, dreamscapes, shade-tippin’ and a certain family-friendly Sasquatch that we’ve grown to love along the years.

For now, to quench your thirst for all things TNUC, here are two tracks that I’ve been waiting for the right time to post. The first is a song that every time I hear it, reminds me of Futurecop!. It’s the main title theme to the 1987 comedy, Overboard. If I hadn’t seen the movie, I would almost believe it if they told me that this song was part of some “early demo sessions” stage of the group. Listen to these melodies and try and tell me it doesn’t have that Futurecop! grace & charm…

The second track of equal importance and relevance is dug deeply from the 1983 Private School soundtrack. One of the many fixations that TNUC and Futurecop! share is the love for 80’s-dream-teen, Phoebe Cates (see above photo). This girl turned boys into men. If i’m not watching her infamous slow-motion build-up bikini scene from Fast Times at Ridgemont High, then I’m definitely watching the scene in Private School that features the following bubblegum hit. OK, time for me to put this little number on repeat, fall asleep, and dream of Phoebe Cates coming through my window to have a pillow fight in my bedroom.  


They’rrrreee baaacccckkkkkkk…! 

POWER GLOVE have returned with the biggest creation of their careers. This piece of excellence really needs to be played in every gym, 24hrs a day. They’ve somehow managed to channel Dolph Lundgren to put us through a warm-up, followed by a complete cardiovascular routine, that will push you to peak performance for body sculpting to reach your MAXIMUM POTENTIAL!



Pre-planning a vacation for you and the family? Or just needing to escape on a solo mission? Stop for a moment to consider taking a trip far, far away from the ordinary.

This winter, TNUC cordially invites you for a time-travel-extravaganza-vacation to planet MARS. We’ve partnered up with Rekall Inc., a corporation that sells exotic and adventurous memory brain implants, to give you a vacation like never before. 

Face it, a real holiday vacation is a pain. Lousy weather, lost luggage, crooked taxi drivers. But when you travel with Rekall, every thing is perfect. Think about it, what’s exactly the same about every vacation you take? The answer is YOU. You’re the same. So why not take a vacation from yourself? Rekall can offer you alternate identities while on your trip. Why go to mars as a tourist when you can go as a playboy, famous jock or a secret agent? Sure, this type of traveling won’t surface to the general public until the year 2084, and you may have heard rumors about a first traveler who was lobotomized but…TNUC pulled some strings to bring this voyage of a lifetime to you, yes you!

Now before you bon voyage, I’d like to share some selections which I feel are healthy choices for your  journey to Mars. The first is Electric Light Orchestra’s “Letter from Spain”.  Most ELO fans loathe this song and consider it to be one of the weaker moments in the band’s catalogue. We listen to this and hear a perfect swirl of atmospherics that will serve as the pristine background music as the aircraft descends onto the surface of Mars. Gaze out the window of the shuttle and cast your eyes on the rich landscapes of this fiery planet..

Electric Light Orchestra – Letter From Spain Download link

Once you’ve settled, I recommend making your way over to the hottest night spot in downtown Venus-Ville called The Last Resort. Ask for a triple-breasted-prostitute named Mary. Tell her that TNUC sent you and she will take care of your every need. 

But this club had more to offer than just mutant-hookers. Looking back at my expedition to Mars, memories of the many endless nights I spent at The Last Resort are very hazy. The single only memory I have of this galaxy-hot-spot was when they would dim the lights at midnight. This would typically be the time that the club would drift into a sea of dance floor violence backed by a steady playlist of Italo-Mars-disco, specifically the following song which still echoes in my head to this day..

Kano – Ikeya Seki Download link


                                                                    Hardbodies (definition) noun
                                                       1) the little foxes down at the beach

Say kids, take a lesson from main character Scotty Palmer (Grant Cramer) in this 1984 busty-bikini flick. Scotty is a local bodacious-beach-bum that undoubtedly understands life better than most people i’ve met. When Scotty isn’t spending his days defending his home shore from dweebs, geeks and weirdos, he’s scoring local beauties up and down the beach and most importantly…keeping it rad. If you’re looking for Oscar-worthy acting and groundbreaking film making, don’t go any where near this film. But if buxom babes, beer-drenched beach parties and a juicy soundtrack with songs from all-girl, hair band Vixen are any where near the top of your list, get out and pick up the triumph that is Hardbodies.

Honestly, how can you go wrong with a film that delivers full-frontal nudity before the end of the opening credits (see above clip)!

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