
By Brett Essler
Last night, I met with Faloon to discuss how we would wrap up our Masochist Supergroup Project. After reading his Chickenfoot blog posts I felt like maybe SuperHeavy wasn't that bad after all (so disgusted was he with Hagar, et. al. that he deleted the files from his hard drive, the 21st Century equivalent of throwing the 8-track in the Goodwill bin). Whatever precious time was lost listening to these records was redeemed by laughing about them over some Neapolitan pies and beer at PizzArte.
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By Brett Essler
Today was nuts and I had no time to dedicate to SuperHeavy. I did Google "SuperHeavy + Interview" though, just so I would feel like I contributed something to the exercise.
The first search result was a GQ interview with Dave Stewart and Mick Jagger that mostly confirms what you would expect: that they made these songs up on the spot in the studio. And that they were drinking martinis.
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By Brett Essler
When I have the time, I love to walk. Sometimes I'll just wander for 50 or 60 blocks looking at buildings and people. Unlike a subway commute, where I want to shut the world out, I never listen to music on my walks — it's a time to let my mind wander. Because of my dedication to this project, I broke my rule today and listened to SuperHeavy in its entirety while strolling up Broadway.
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By Brett Essler
As if I needed to be reminded, Jagger has reggae cred. Walking down the street today I glanced into a shop window only to see Sir Mick's giant-ass grin staring back at me. He's sandwiched between Bob Marley and Peter Tosh and whatever they were smoking seems to have made them pretty happy.

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By Brett Essler
Gave the album a spin on the treadmill today and I started to daydream about the kind of advice I might have given SuperHeavy had I been asked.
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