Saint Cough Syrup, savant-Jesus-muse-toper

"...That's really the thing about music writing: if you do get technical and start explaining the actual sounds the musicians are playing, it gets boring *real* fast. when I went through my lester bangs phase a few years back, I used to read his writing about bands and get so excited by his cough-syrup-induced paeans to garage rock acts that I'd think 'this music must be fantastic! I'm going to track it down', only to discover most of it was crap..."

Blogger invokes cough syrup trips, in honor of the Saint:

"...The guitarist/singer, on the other hand, looks about as rock and roll as a cellphone peddler. But if you remember last month's column (or was it the month before--I never can remember, damn cough syrup trips), you'll remember the White Stripes are pretty clean-cut kids. The Black Keys on the other hand, are utter miscreants, vandals, reprobates, rapscallions. Why just a few weeks ago, they were thrown out of the Gramercy Park Hotel for throwing Gideon bibles..."

"...Lester Bangs is (was) a deep, thundering, heartbreakingly good writer, and the Insomniac is a dribbling hack. Whether the latter will learn from his new copy of the former's Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung remains to be seen..."

More blog -- Seymour Phillip Saint Cough Syrup:

"...Hoffman?s portrayal of famed rock critic Lester Bangs was bestevs. Hoffman tosses off brilliant character studies with such regularity that it?s easy to lose sight of how good he really is. His Bangs was the consummate geek, the fat, lazy, arrogant, pill-popping, cough syrup-drinking, insomniac ..."

Almost Famous Phil Cough-Syrup, boosting the legend.

The Safety Skirts, a struggling rock band are looking for someone to reissue their song about cough-syrup, among others:

"In August 2002, [the Safety Skirts] recorded and released -- We Wear the Pants --, a 6 song EP showcasing the bands versatility and general rawk quotient. The EP features such favorites as EP 4300 (the only song in existence about the responsibility and misfortune awaiting those who purchase a copier -- twice), Romilor (a tasty treat of
a song about Lester Bangs? favorite cough syrup) and Rockabilly Boy (an ode to the pomaded and cuffed in our fair city). Currently, the band is pursuing local gigs and possible re-release of their EP on a small label..."

Another blogger professes use of Cough Syrup, hoping for saintliness:

"...Think of it. James Brown: asshole. George Jones: drunk asshole. Mark E. Smith: arsehole. Picasso: womanizing asshole. Lester Bangs: burping slob asshole. Faulkner: whiskey-drowned asshole. Pollock: suicidal martyr asshole. Phil Spector: murderous asshole. Charles Bukowski: ugly-ass shitfaced asshole. I used to think that having money (or a wealthy patron) was the prerequisite for artistic greatness and fame, but now I'm convinced that being a fucked-up selfish little shit is what will send the Muses in your direction real quick..."

"...we didn't get to see any of the Lifter Puller reunion gigs at Triple Rock. The tragic omission was worth it, I think, especially after guzzling this cough-syrup cherry-vodka swill with Paj, France, and Jazelle (sp?) while blasting the Plastic Constellations and reading off Trivial Pursuit questions in a stoned-drunk haze..."

A blogger fondly remembers Creem and Saint Cough Syrup:

"I remember reading something in Creem magazine when I was a kid that stuck with me. Creem, for you youngsters, was the greatest rock and roll magazine ever produced - especially in the 70's and early 80s. It boasted some of the best rock writers among its staff. Chief among them was the cough-syrup addicted genius Lester Bangs..."

This might not work.

Blurb for a record, invokes a mixed-bag of cliches, jargon and Saint Cough Syrup:

"V3 Pimping in the 90s (Iron Press LP)
I've had a fine time following the unique trail Jim Shepard has been blazing. He's bulldozed and hacked a path through rockist guitar, extended tape-edit technique, funny word use, scrap metal melancholy, and psychic beer halls. His helming of legendary Ohio skronkists Vertical Slit first brought his battery acid/Lester Bangs/Romilar aesthetic under my nose..."

Obviously a great record.

And this, from some cretin:

"Man, I've been trying to work in a Soma reference for like two weeks... I want to be associated with Soma the same way Lester Bangs is associated with Romilar. I guess I'd have to take some first..."

A hesitating armchair chemist.

Time for lunch, searching for Saint Cough Syrup works up an appetite.

Toilers for Saint Cough Syrup.

The man, the cough syrup, the sorrow and the pity.

Saint CS hu akbar.

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