Man oh man, the Death Set puts on a show. Damn. Watch Baltimore’s The Death Set DESTROY a Jackson Five tune before launching into their own stuff, bringing half the audience on stage with them. Totally. We caught this at SXSW on Wednesday afternoon. What a way o start a week of debauchery!

I guess it proves how amazingly bored people are, that there are currently not one but TWO Homer Simpson In Real Life Simulations creeping around the internet, both of which are pretty fucking disturbing.

Even more disturbing though, is the copious amount of Simpsons toon porn to be found on the internet.

Rikki Rockett, former Poison drummer, was served with an arrest warrant for alleged rape Monday night by LAPD’s finest at the LAX Airport.

The arrest warrant issued for Poison drummer Rikki Rockett stems from an incident that occurred on September 23, 2007 at a casino in Mississippi. According to cops Rockett was staying — not playing, music that is — at the Silver Star Hotel & Casino when he allegedly raped another female guest in his hotel room.

We’re told the woman did not report the alleged assault until several days later, when she came in to the Neshoba County Sheriffs department and filed a report. After determining there was probable cause for Rockett, real name Richard Ream, to be arrested, a warrant was issued. TMZ

Apparently Rockett was released from jail after Mississippi Law Enforcement chose not to extradite, and his whereabouts are currently unknown. Rockett and his representatives have yet to comment on the issue. I find it kind of odd that the Rockett would need to rape a girl. I’m not saying he didn’t, but I mean come on the guy was in freaking Poison and look at all that action Bret Michaels is getting on Rock of Love.

If you haven’t had a chance to listen to Oakland’s High On Fire yet, you’re missing out on some heavy, face melting shit. Synthesis master of all things dark, evil and brutal James had a chance to talk with the guys at SXSW.

I got the full album copy of The Sword’s sophomore album Gods of the Earth just a couple days ago. It’s sweet. If you’re the law abiding type, you’ll have to wait until April 1st to get your hands on it yourself (I’m not going to share mine with you, so don’t ask), but you can at least listen to it on the band’s MySpace page. It’s not as sweet as actually having the album, but it’s still pretty sweet.

Upon the release of Gods of the Earth, The Sword is going to be all up in your business. The band will embark on two headlining tours: a West Coast leg from April 14th through the 29th; an East Cost leg from May 9th through the 29th; and a spot on Bonnaroo with a whole bunch of awesome bands. If you happen to be planning on catching The Sword on their West Coast tour (as I will be), be sure to get there early and check out San Francisco’s Slough Feg, because they’re pretty fucking rawk. All sorts of concert dates after the jump. (more…)

You know when you see a band where each member reps an 80-pound pedal board, and then they don’t use any of em? Stupid, huh? In the case of Portland’s The Pink Snowflakes, these fellas use their 80-pounds every which way but loose.

With influences that scream psychedelic, The Pink Snowflakes craft music that careens down a sound scape both divine and dreamy. In a recent performance at Portland’s Ash Street Saloon, I watched this quartet blow the room down with full-stacks and a big old fucking kick drum. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the heavy Syd Barret element that runs throughout the Snowflakes veins, not to mention the tasteful helping of Butthole Surfers. If you’re going to be up north at all in the next couple months, check these guys out.