Hollywood Calling

Take heart enthusiasts for the latest iteration of that late, great and lamented "clog rock" band Thing Dismal. The real reason Norbert Fragg, that let-me-eat-cake guitarist of occasional blunder and delight, refuses to do the Dismal Thing this summer for hordes of hoarders of hard-earned-pay, was not a seemingly cyclothymic mood swing with the refreshingly congenial rhino-phrastic...

Norbert Fragg, Law Giver

Eager readers of guitar geezer and aphoristic wheezer Norbert Fragg’s recent chronicle of Guitar Daft discourses, recourses and out-sources at the famed and fabulous Monesto Santo Pasta En Pesto have recoiled with pleasure at the announcement of a new, paradigm-shifting series of laws for the eructation of guestbook posters. Norbert’s coy elucidation of the first two laws have...

More From Norbert Fragg

This just in. BlastFM Norbert Fragg playlist:A Grinding of Gears (commissioned but refused by Top Gear, alas) Gas and Bad Breath (the Digestive Enzyme Remix, available for free download!) B'Boob (commissioned by the American airline industry, but withdrawn by Norbert when the American Department of the Treasury wanted to retitle it B'Bust and make it the official theme song of the...

Perpetuum Boobile, or, Does Norbert Fragg Belong in Music?

"Readers and guestbook bleeters" please lend your ears (OK -eyes but you know what I mean) to Norbert Fragg. Readers and guestbook bleeters of Norbert Fragg’s on-line diary have born witness to the witless, dramatically unvarying panoply of dubiously acceptable hotels, the breath-taking views of parking areas and displaced places, the soul-shriveling humiliations of delayed transport, the...

Norbert Fragg Reinvented!

No more will the aging rock press dismiss Norbert Fragg as "a former rock goat," an "anfractuously anachronistic axe man," "a chevre without chevrons," or, most heinously, "a bootlessly borborygmic bloviating bodger." The unmitigated excess of Norbert Fragg’s debut Chautauqua chit-chat, coyly titled "Fragg Me With a Spoon," has sent nittering nay-sayers scurrying for new cliches to...


A Sneak Squeak

Dedicated daemons at Dismal Seepage World Headquarters are yearning, spurning, cutting, pasting and tasty cake tasting what purports to be a new Thing Dismal album! An e-mail surreptitiously intercepted from noted Top-of-the-Slops music critic Rancid Terrycloth offers hints, and an occasional wince, of what we can expect from that professionally practicing leader (and occasional soundscrape...

He's Back With...The Fragg Ultimatum

A warning to pre-concert announcement-disregarding audients eager to audit  the down-coming American tour of Norbert Fragg And The Gigue of Snarky Guitarists: James “Biggles” Bigglesworth II, a delusional descendant of the eponymous but fictitious World War One flying ace, has determined to put Fraggish sensitivities, dare we say sensibilities, to the test.    Currently the Quentin...

Discouraging Squerd

Obsessive bibliotaphist, cantankerous cake caterer and occasional guitarist Norbert Fragg has described squerd as a dish that is "more mood than food," and, in a rare interview in which photography or recording of any kind was expressly forbidden, he offered this tour of historic, hysteric citations to this polymorphously obverse, visually unappalling and questionably edible taste....

Off To See The Whizzer

Fervid fans of Norbert’s cummulusly cloudscaped on-line diaries are horrified of an emergent Guitar Daft practice reminiscent of the the discredited American economic "trickle down" theory.      What, then, are we to make of whizzery? Is it, as some allege, a malevolent metaphor for musical micturition, a veritable pissing contest for the tumescently twanged? Or is it a snarky...


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