• From the Stacks: The Guitar Sounds of Buddy Merrill

    Buddy Merrill is an interesting dude, a shit hot fifties era guitarist with absolutely no street cred.  And why is that,  you ask?  Great question.

  • The (Kind Of) Complete Woodstock: Santana

    Music follows trends, and the prevailing trends at Woodstock were blues-oriented rock and folk/folk rock.  Only four acts didn’t fit into one of those buckets.  On day one Ravi Shankar laid down the sitar goodness; just before Hendrix closed the show Monday morning Sha Na Na did their fifties schtick.   Sly and the Family Stone…

  • From the Stacks: Jose Feliciano – Of Muse and Man

    The cover of Jose Feliciano’s 1971 album Of Muse and Man nearly makes me want to start a “Batshit Crazy Album Covers Gallery.”  I don’t know if this cover is brilliant or one of the absolutely worst album covers ever.

  • Deep Cuts: I Want Songs

    Teenage James is so negative, you must be thinking by now.  Everything is “I didn’t want this and I didn’t want that.  Did the kid ever talk about what he wanted?” That’s a fair question, and the answer is mostly no.  Teenage  James really was a big ol’ negative pain in the ass. Fortunately a whole…

  • 102. I’m Relying On Your Common Decency

    “It’s a piece of crap.  I don’t know why I bought it.”  The kid was talking to my buddy Jarod and waving around a cassette. “What are y’all talking about?” I asked. “Depeche Mode.” “They’re cool,” I said. “They suck,” the kid said. I fumbled around in the pockets of my baggy Forenzas.  “You want…

  • From the Stacks: Fear: The Handbill

    Have you ever reached into the pocket of an old coat and found a piece of garbage that has matured into a treasure?

  • The (Kind Of) Complete Woodstock: Country Joe McDonald

    Northern California’s own Country Joe McDonald is the only Woodstock musician to perform two complete distinct sets.  Like Richie Havens and John Sebastian, McDonald was in the wrong place at the wrong time (or the right place, depending on your perspective) and found himself shoved on stage for an impromptu Saturday acoustic performance.

  • From the Stacks: The Rolling Stones – Burning at the Hollywood Palladium

    “Trademark Of Quality” bootlegs were like the lost ark of the covenant to me as a kid.  That little underground comix-style pig logo meant that this was a “real” bootleg, which was about as close to crime as I was going to get.

  • Deep Cuts: The Music Year

    George Winston’s December is one of my all-time favorite albums, a perfect little snow globe containing the entirety of that sad month. But what about the rest of the calendar?  Can I put together a playlist of songs representing each month of the year?  Let’s give it a go:

  • 101. December

    Fourth period, typing.  I took typing for a couple of reasons, neither of which included my visionary prediction that within a decade the QWERTY keyboard would be the most ubiquitous device in the western hemisphere.  No, I signed up for typing for the easy A and the girls.