He may not have had a hit in over a decade, but you'd be hard-pressed to find someone who doesn't think Kenny Rogers is a beloved cultural icon, not to mention a flat-out badass. Hell, after Elvis and Tony Montana, Kenny gets the velvet painting treatment the most often. Some of these attempts have turned out better than others, so with that in mind, here are 11 pieces of Gambler tribute art - velvet and beyond - that prove you gotta know when to walk away ... and when to run.

Rock and Roll Hall of Famer John Fogerty's new DVD 'Comin' Down The Road: The Concert at Royal Albert Hall' will be released November 3 on Fortunate Son / Verve Forecast. The historic concert features Fogerty roaring through hits from both his solo career and his days leading Creedence Clearwater Revival.

Fogerty said, "The Royal Albert Hall. It's hard to imagine that I am walking on to this stage that I left 37 years ago. I had no idea coming off that stage what was ahead me. I sure didn't know it would take so long to come back! Tonight is a celebration of my music and my personal revival. And when I walk off this stage tonight it will be with a happy heart."

Fogerty's band includes Kenny Aronoff (drums), Billy Burnette (guitar), Jason Mowery (fiddle/mandolin), Matt Nolen (keyboards/guitar), Hunter Perrin (guitar), David Santos (bass). The concert also features guest appearances from John's sons Shane & Tyler on guitar.

'Comin' Down The Road: The Concert at Royal Albert Hall' track listing:

1. Comin' Down The Road
2. Born On The Bayou
3. Lookin' Out My Backdoor
4. Rambunctious Boy
5. Don't You Wish It Was True
6. My Toot Toot
7. Commotion
8. Creedence Song
9. Ramble Tamble
10. Gunslinger
11. I Will Walk With You
12. Somebody Help Me
13. Broken Down Cowboy
14. Keep On Chooglin'
15. Southern Streamline
16. Blue Ridge Mountain Blues
17. Almost Saturday Night
18. Rock And Roll Girls
19. Down On The Corner
20. Hey Tonight
21. Up Around The Bend
22. Old Man Down The Road
23. Fortunate Son
24. Travelin' Band
25. Rockin' All Over The World
26. Proud Mary

Jon Spencer has worn many hats over the years. First with D.C. noise and 'groovy hate fuck' combo Pussy Galore, then later with the punk/blues Boss Hog and of course his own eponymous Blues Explosion. And wherever Spencer goes, he always takes American roots music and dips it in a modern moonshine laced with a dash of punk.

A natural destination on Spencer's musical travels has been rockabilly, which his project Heavy Trash explores with equal parts beauty and ferocity on Midnight Soul Serenade, their third full-length.

Spencer took time to speak to Blender only a few hours before boarding a flight to Europe, calling us as he emerged from a New York City subway on an afternoon packed with last minute errands.

A little frazzled. We're leaving for a tour, flying to Portugal via Madrid—a hectic day. Frazzled, again, is the word.

Do you like playing Europe?

Yeah—it's awful nice. They seem to like us over there, and we get to see some pretty nice places.

Pick five words to describe Midnight Soul Serenade.

[Thirty-five second pause...]

It's hard, because the words that come to mind are 'love,' 'devotion'... Uh... 'mature'?

You know, I wouldn't make a good ad man. The words i should be saying are 'stupendous! fantastic!'

Describe one of the highlights of making the album. Anything stand out?

I enjoyed very much working with Alap Momin (aka Oktopus) from the group Dalek. We mixed a few songs with him at his studio in Union City, NJ. I got along well with him, we had a nice working relationship, and I think the songs we did with him that are on the record—"Isolation," "Sweet Little Bird," "In My Heart," and "Pill"—came out awful nice.

What musician, living or dead, would you most like to collaborate with?

For many years I wanted to do something with Tony Joe White. Tony Joe White is a singer-songwriter from the south... he was most famous for a song called "Polk Salad Annie" in the early '70s. He still writes and records. He's sort of the real version of John Fogerty; beautiful voice, great songwriter, and a great, funky blues guitar player. I've always held him in high regard.

Besides you, who's had the best sideburns in rock?

Besides me? Well, Tony Joe White's always had some nice sideburns.

Is there a particular rockabilly artist that you draw inspiration from?

My all time favorite rockabilly artist is Charlie Feathers, I think he was the greatest rockabilly guy ever. He was a Memphis musician who played rockabilly his whole life; devoted his life to rockabilly. He was around Sun Records in '55, and he claims to have taught Elvis everything. Just an incredible vocalist.

What's the worst rock n' roll injury you've ever suffered?

I cut my ear open at a Blues Explosion show somewhere I think in South Carolina. It was back in the '90s and we were playing with Southern Culture On The Skids. It was towards the end of our set, and I somehow got hit in the side of the head with the face of the microphone stand. It punctured and left a hole—a nice, neat hole—in my ear. There was a ton of blood, but I finished the set and then just walked to the hospital. The venue was close to the hospital; I just went over and got stitched up.

What's your favorite city to play and why?

When I first started out with Pussy Galore I was very enamored with Columbus, Ohio, and really all of those Ohio cities—Columbus, Cleveland, and Cincinnati. I enjoyed visiting those places early on, and made some good friends in those places.

And these days, well, we did some shows in the Balkans. We did Ljubljana, Zagreb and Belgrade, and Belgrade was very nice. We played in this beautiful old building that had been many things over the years, including a secret police headquarters, or so we were told.

Do you have a least favorite place?

Least favorite? Well, England can be a little rough, you know? And we always seem to find ourselves there in November, or March. But the food's gotten a lot better... and so has the coffee.

MP3s, digital files, music today... Thoughts?

The way people consume music these days is OK with me. Technology has always been changing. The vinyl LP is not something that was carved in stone and brought down from the mountain, you know. There's always been changes in technology and the way people consume music. It's all OK with me!

What's the rock n' roll dream?

It's being able to play music. To go to Ljubljana, to go to Columbus, Ohio, to go to Manchester, England. To be able to make a record, to release a record, then do a tour.

For me, I came out of hardcore, so it's all about responsibility; about trying to do things for yourself.

Midnight Soul Serenade is out now.

Heavy Trash 2009 Tour Dates

* Appearing with Elliott Brood
Tue 10/13/09 New York, NY @ Bowery Electric – CD release show! (w/Bad Girlfriend)
Tue 10/20/09 New York, NY @ Santos’ Party House – CMJ showcase
Wed 11/11/09 Cleveland, OH  @ Beachland Ballroom & Tavern
Thu 11/12/09 Pontiac, MI  @ Pike Room
Fri 11/13/09 Columbus, OH  @ The Summit
Sat 11/14/09 Champaign, IL @ Cowboy Monkey
Sun 11/15/09 Chicago, IL @ Schubas Tavern
Mon 11/16/09 Cincinnati, OH @ Northside Tavern
Tue 11/17/09 Louisville, KY @ Vernon Club
Wed 11/18/09 Nashville, TN @ The End
Thu 11/19/09 Atlanta, GA @ The Earl
Fri 11/20/09 Chapel Hill, NC @ Local 506 *
Sat 11/21/09 Charlottesville, VA @ The Southern Cafe and Music Hall *
Sun 11/22/09 Washington, DC @ DC9 *
Mon 11/23/09 Philadelphia, PA @ Kung Fu Necktie *

The "Red Rocker" talks about Cabo, his new band Chickenfoot and why he still can't drive 55.

The most influential metal band you’ve never heard of formed during high school in 1973, when singer-guitarist Steve “Lips” Kudlow (far right) started jamming with drummer Robb Reiner. Though they achieved moderate success in the early ’80s (Slayer, Metallica, and Guns n’ Roses are all fans), by 1985 the crowds had vanished. The band was reduced to returning to their native Canada...and nine-to-five jobs. Anvil! The Story of Anvil picks up 25 years later, as Lips struggles to fund the group’s 13th album.

Your story is all a Spin¨al Tap–inspired hoax, right?
Steve “Lips” Kudlow: I’m not even going to comment.
Robb Reiner: Funny. Remember, I’m the real Robb Reiner.

One imagines that the authors of “March of the Crabs,” “Heat Sink,” and “Butter-Bust Jerky” to have some freaky memories.
Robb: Chicks used to throw themselves at guys. They’d want to party. They would do fucking anything just to hang out. Now they just want to be friends. They’re not into sucking your dick in the first minutes they see you.

But you guys are married now.
Lips: Not to each other.

Do you use Viagra these days?
Lips: Nope. Never used that.
Robb: I’ve never used it, but I’ve wondered if it might help. I could use some nice fucking hard pressure, pounds-per-square-inch down there.

Are you guys rich yet? You did tracks for Rock Band and have been touring with AC/DC!
Robb: We’ve packed in our day jobs, so we’re on our way.
Lips: We’re making something to pay for the gasoline from gig to gig. We’re coming out of the woods, man.

Anvil! The Story of Anvil is out on DVD October 6.

Aerosmith
You’ll have to go to Rhode Island or New Hampshire to buy Aerosmith’s new “Dream On” scratch-off lotto tickets. And you’ll also have to act happy if you “win” a private concert or backstage passes.

Santana
It’s no surprise that Carlos Santana designs his own line of guitars, but his “Carlos” line of women’s high heels, platforms, and pumps ($49–$129) is even more effeminate than a duet with Rob Thomas.

Pink Floyd
What better way to tell your roommate you’re running low on incense and Chipotle Ranch Doritos than with a $10 Dark Side of the Moon dry erase board?

Tom Petty
Spruce up that bathroom with Heartbreaker ceramic tiles featuring the band’s iconic (so they claim) heart-and-guitar logo. Actually, make that a half-bathroom, because each one of these things costs $20.

Rolling Stones
The world’s most geriatric band throw a bone to their geriatric fans with—we swear this is real—a Tattoo You pillbox. Crippling prescription painkiller addiction sold separately.

Britney Spears
Did you really just drop 25 bucks on an official lollipop from Brit’s Circus tour? Our 16-ounce metallic purple travel mug is covered in rhinestones, and it still only costs $15. Sucker!

The Police
If you’re going to commit social suicide by wearing arm warmers, shouldn’t you at least spring for ones with the Synchronicity logo on them? $35 (Sorry, only XL is still in stock.

Kid Rock
Nothing says happy holidays quite like shitty Kid Rock merchandise! So get classy this Christmas with a Santa ornament ($10) featuring old St. Nick with a busty chick on his lap.

Should we call you Billie Joe or B.J.?
Some people call me Billie, some call me Billie Joe—either is fine. But only my father-in-law calls me B.J. And he’s the only one who’s allowed to.

Got it. So, B.J., what’s the coolest thing about being in the most ginormous punk band on the planet?
Playing the big shows. You look out at an arena filled with 50,000 people going totally nuts, and you think, Holy fuck, there’s no place in the world I’d rather be than right here, right now.

Not bad for a high school dropout. Do you ever regret quitting school?
Not really. I was so far behind that it basically would have been impossible for me to graduate. We’d started the band, we were playing shows, and we’d just recorded our first EP. I finally realized that high school didn’t make any sense for me then. So I quit. But things seem to have turned out pretty good for me.

What were you like as a kid? Class clown? Ladies’ man?
I mostly just smoked a lot of weed. We didn’t have much money, so we had to ration a lot: cleaning the pipe for the resin, typical stoner shit. Every time I tried to quit smoking pot, they’d come out with some new invention like gravity bongs, and I would think, Well, I can’t quit now, I haven’t tried that yet!

You have famously chugged Robitussin, smoked pot, and taken truckloads of speed. What drug 
will you never do again?
Definitely acid. I don’t regret doing it, but I sure as fuck wouldn’t do it now. I’m way too neurotic. I’d be, like, sitting in the corner sucking my thumb for nine hours.

Green Day might be the most political band in rock right now. Would you ever run for office?
Nah. I was in the Green Party for a while, and I’d like to be more politically active, but running for office would be a drag. It’s way too…“Christian.” You have to be such a saint. Which basically means you have to be a liar.

There’s a new stage musical based on American Idiot. Have you ever thought about acting?
I got a lot of offers in the mid-’90s, around the time of Dookie, typical clichéd teenage shit. But I wouldn’t want to do film right off the bat. I’d rather start small—maybe a play or an Internet skit on Funny or Die. I like to make people laugh.

Who would play you in a biopic?
God, I don’t know. Someone taller than me would be cool. No, someone shorter, like Tom Cruise! Like in the Doors movie, how everyone was uglier than the people actually in the band.

You’ve been married to the same woman since you were 21. Please defend monogamy.
I’ve known Adrienne for 19 years, so there’s a trust and a faith there. You can get into some freaky shit! Plus, if you have one day where the sex is disappointing, you’ve always got another shot to redeem yourself.

All right, Mr. Hair-Dye-and-Guyliner: Does the carpet match the curtains?
Actually I’m running hardwood floors. [Laughs] A little manscaping is a great thing. You gotta keep it tight.

You have two sons, ages 10 and 14. What kind of dad are you?
I’m all kinds of dad. There’s a side of me that can be pretty conservative—but on the other hand, my sons will bring their friends to shows, and they’ll be like, “Holy shit, look at those tattoos! Your dad is crazy!” I used to coach Little League, too, until they were 10. Then I was out of my depth. My skill level is that of a decent 11-year-old.

Have you talked to your sons about your 2003 DUI arrest?
No, and I never will. No one wants to hear about the night their dad spent in jail. That’s one thing in my life I’m not proud of—it was a dangerous situation. It was one of those “everything” nights—beer, wine, shots. And I’m only about 5’8” and 145 pounds. On the way home I ran a red light, and the next thing I knew I was in the back of a cop car. Not one of my prouder moments.

Did it hurt your feelings when Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols called Green Day “phony” and “a wank outfit”?
No. That guy doesn’t really have anything nice to say about anybody. He’s kind of a harmless old man. Who cares? It’s all just pissing contests.

Speaking of which—is it true you sometimes piss the bed?
OK, this is what happens: If I’m wasted, I have a hard time finding the bathroom. So it’s not peeing the bed—it’s peeing wherever I am. Like a few months ago I came home pretty drunk, and the next day Adrienne goes, “Do you know you went to the bathroom in the closet last night? You flushed the hanger.”

You’re not exactly known as a religious guy. What do you think happens when we kick the bucket?
I’m pretty sure I’ll have to settle some disagreements with the Man Upstairs when my time comes. But at least I’m not Michael Jackson, with Elvis Presley waiting in heaven to kick my ass. Elvis is up there right now with a pair of brass knuckles with Michael’s name on them. Speaking of which, I hear they’re trying to find a new King of Pop. I’d like to throw my hat into the ring.

Done. But when it’s finally your time to go, what do you want your tombstone to say?
I don’t care—as long as it’s not 'time of your life.'