All this talk over the past few Saturdays about Woodstock, but it was neither the first nor the last big American music festival. The Big Sur festival ran from 1964-71, the 1969 […]
From The Stacks: Big Sur Festival – One Hand Clapping
From the Stacks: Ahh…The Name Is Bootsy, Baby!
Ah, yeah. William “Bootsy” Collins is a favorite of my son’s and mine. All either one of us has to say is “on the one” and the other will bust into some […]
From the Stacks: Mark Radice – Intense
Mark Radice is one of those really interesting figures in the music business whose story really deserves telling. Unfortunately, he never responded to my interview requests, so you’re going to have to […]
From The Stacks: Talking Heads – Stop Making Sense
This is a cool limited version of the soundtrack to Stop Making Sense. Musically there’s no difference, but this version came with the booklet that you see on the left.
From The Stacks: Rod Hart – Breakeroo!
You know C.W. McCall’s “Convoy,” and probably Red Sovine’s “Teddy Bear.” You’ve seen Smokey and the Bandit 1-3 and purchased BJ and the Bear: The Complete Series on DVD. But you haven’t […]
From The Stacks: Various – Rockabilly Hot
There’s nothing really special about this album. It’s just a cool rockabilly collection with a great cover. Interested? Expect to pay in the 10-20 dollar range. Happy hunting.
From The Stacks: Various – Dancehall 101
What the hell kind of school is this? Please welcome Dancehall 101 to the Bad Album Cover Hall of Fame.
From The Stacks: The Three O’Clock – Arrive Without Travelling
When 1985’s Arrive Without Travelling was released it immediately went into my heavy rotation, and I still think “Her Head’s Revolving” is one of the great singles of the eighties.
From The Stacks: Donny and Marie – Goin’ Coconuts
“Hey, Marie, aren’t we having fun?!” “Yeah, Donny!” “And our outfits are as white as our souls!” “Yeah, Donny!” “What’s on that backdrop, Marie?” “A photo I took under the shower curtain […]
From The Stacks: The Standells – Dirty Water
This is one of the “scary hippy records” handed down from my aunt’s collection when I was a pup. That’s a preschooler’s perspective, obviously. The Standells were neither scary nor hippy.
Why It Matters 