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Buhhh… Bummm… BUHHHHH!… Buhhh… Bummm… BUHHHHH!….
You know the song. Three notes. One tritone. The sound of evil itself. Yes, it’s Halloween and what better way to honor the spirit of Samhain and our recently departed Prince of Darkness than to share my journey listening to all nineteen Black Sabbath albums.
I have a tier list with images if you want a quick ranking, but if you want to descend further into the fire… Abandon hope all ye who scroll.
The Spaceman has left us. Like E.T., he came into our lives, enriched them, got drunk, and returned to his home planet. “Space Ace” was a character. Everyone in Kiss was a character, but the Spaceman always felt like the most irreverent, carefree, and fun member of the band.
It’s been a rough year for rock star deaths. Just this summer we’ve lost Brian Wilson, Sly Stone, Ozzy Osbourne, Mick Ralphs, Bobby Whitlock, and George Kooymans, to name a few. One name that almost slipped by me was the passing of Supertramp founder Rick Davies, who died on September 6th from multiple myeloma at the age of 81.
Alas, we bid farewell, as the Prince of Darkness has finally taken his throne in Hell. Ozzy Osbourne, who probably should have died in 2003 after being crushed by his quad bike, or in 1978 when he challenged David Lee Roth to a cocaine duel, or during his self-reported “40-year bender” that lasted until he got sober around 2018, has died.
Earlier this week, I found myself perusing Todd Rundgren’s Wikipedia page, going down my usual rock ’n’ roll rabbit hole searching for half-useful trivia tidbits. For example: Did you know Rundgren used to play a psychedelic-painted Gibson SG called “The Fool,” which Eric Clapton used during his time in Cream? The more you know.
Scrolling through Rundgren’s long list of production credits, I was reminded of his work with one of my favorite ‘70s bands: Badfinger. The band behind such hits as “Come and Get It” [1969, #7 US], “No Matter What” [1970, #8 US], “Day After Day” [1971, #4 US], and “Baby Blue” [1972, #14 US], the latter immortalized as the closing song in the final episode of Breaking Bad.
Then I learned something shocking: on March 1st, 2025, Joey Molland, the last surviving member of Badfinger’s classic lineup, passed away due to complications from diabetes. He was 77, and died where he had lived for the last four decades in St. Louis Park, Minnesota. As a fan of classic rock, this hit me hard.
Christmas has Santa Claus, the Fourth of July has Uncle Sam, and 420 has Cheech and Chong. Or at least it should. I can think of no better ambassadors of the almighty herb than comedy legends Cheech and Chong.
Formed in Vancouver, BC, in 1969 by Canadian comedian/musician Tommy Chong and L.A.-born Richard “Cheech” Marin (who had moved to Canada to avoid the Vietnam War draft), the duo began performing in clubs with their unique brand of free-love, counterculture, and cannabis-inspired comedy. Cheech often played the fast-talking, streetwise schemer, while Chong embodied the clueless, Zen-like hippie stoner.
Their self-titled album, released in 1971, peaked at #28 on the Billboard charts and was followed by six more successful albums throughout the ’70s and early ’80s. I’ve listened to a few of these, and while not everything holds up, their character-driven drug culture satire remains undeniably charming.
Some of their songs aren’t bad either. I mean, “Basketball Jones”? That’s as good as any earnest soul ballad from the 1970s. Which isn’t surprising, considering the song features musical backing from George Harrison, Carole King, Ronnie Spector, Billy Preston, Darlene Love, Michelle Phillips, Nicky Hopkins, Klaus Voormann, and Jim Keltner, to name a few. It was even good enough to be covered by Barry White and Chris Rock for the Space Jam soundtrack.
But I’ll always know Cheech and Chong best for their movies, even though, for years, the only ones I’d seen were Up in Smoke and a few scenes from Cheech and Chong’s Next Movie, pieced together from sporadic airings on Comedy Central. These laid-back, seemingly improvisational slapstick comedies are the ultimate stoner comfort food.
So what better way to celebrate 420 and over 50 years of Cheech and Chong than by revisiting their six theatrical releases from 1978 to 1984, along with their 1985 short-form video Get Out of My Room, their 2010 concert film Hey, Watch This!, and their 2013 straight-to-DVD animated film.
Cheech and Chong even have a new documentary, Cheech and Chong’s Last Movie, in limited release right now, which I’ll probably check out when it hits Peacock on April 25th.
So, without further ado, it’s time to turn on, tune in, and drop out into the list:
It seems the closer I get to concluding The People’s Albums — my journey through the 50 best-selling albums of all time — the farther away it feels. It’s pretty hilarious that in the intro to my last entry, the late ’90s flipside to this entry, Come On Over by Shania Twain, I expressed optimism over my then-current pace. Well, here we are a year-and-a-half later with no progress in between. But don’t worry! I’ll explain.
Album: No Fences
Artist: Garth Brooks
Release Date: August 27, 1990
Copies Sold in the U.S.: 18 million Continue reading
