The Beat, Sacramento, California. A truly great record store.
In rambling about The Beatles’ White Album I mentioned something along the lines of the band at that point being three great artists and Ringo off in separate corners making art. Coincidentally, […]
I’m desperate — my tank is empty. The notebook hasn’t been marked up in days. I turned on my iPod today and a tumbleweed rolled across the screen. For the first time […]
Oh yeah, this could all be yours if Mom and Dad weren’t stupidly thumbing through the snow suit section of the catalog right now. Related “Why It Matters” piece: https://jamesostafford.wordpress.com/2011/11/27/56-the-brightest-fireplace-glows-in-every-face/
On November 10, 2011, lung cancer got the best of doo-wop legend Darryl “Cappy” Lewis. You’ve never heard of him? Neither had I until I cracked open The Sacramento Bee and read Robert D. Davila’s obituary. I couldn’t believe […]
The Chicago suburbs were in the throes of a great educational experiment: the open concept school. Oakview Elementary had no interior walls, just a series of carpeted sunken living rooms that served as […]
Sadly both were towed away before their time.
The Rocky Horror Picture Show hardly was rock and roll’s first foray into blurred gender roles, nor was it the last. Since the dawn of rock in the mid-Fifties gender confusion has […]
I love movies, always have. My sister had a teacher who collected 8mm prints and would occasionally bring one in for the class. This was prior to the widespread availability of videocassettes, […]
How many walls must a man walk by, Before he sees such a cool painting?