I’m going to tell you a short story that I am all but sure is wrong. Memories are like that a lot. But perhaps it’s the feelings more than the facts that make them important.
Is there anything better than cock rock bands channeling their inner classical musician? Sure, The Beatles did the whole strings section thing and made rock music dignified, but when a cheesy hard rock band does it the results are truly magical. Giggle-worthy, yes, but magical.
Back in January when David Bowie died, I almost altered my publication schedule in hopes of capitalizing on the attention his death was getting in the media. I chose not to because it probably wouldn’t have worked but also because it seemed a cheap stunt.
I’ve harped more than a few times in these pages that my access to rock and pop music was delayed a few years. When it finally did come, I obviously had some catching up to do. Furthermore, it likely meant I became aware of historically monumental music differently than many of you. That all being […]
If I continue with this music series until I die and that moment of death occurs at a respectable long life age like say 87, I doubt I’ll ever mention a song quite as odd or obscure as this one. You most definitely won’t hear it on the radio. The fact I even know about […]