
Prince pops up a lot in my personal soundtrack. The same is true for any of you who are [mumble mumble] years old.
Prince pops up a lot in my personal soundtrack. The same is true for any of you who are [mumble mumble] years old.
R.E.M.’s debut album is one of my desert island discs, so getting to celebrate it’s 33rd birthday was a nice treat.
The recent outpouring of emotion for Merle Haggard from the rock community is both heartwarming and strange. Not so long ago no self-respecting cool kid would admit to liking Hag.
When my mother passed a couple of months ago, my interest in writing about — well, almost anything — faded. That’s just the nature of grief.
Is Smashing Pumpkins’ Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness the prettiest album cover of the last 20 years?
Just a few weeks ago, prior to Lemmy and Bowie grabbing unfortunate headlines, the big news in the music world was the announcement that Guns N’ Roses were reuniting.
David Bowie released 27-30 official studio albums starting in 1967 and running through to 2016. Why the discrepancy? Well, it’s all a question of how you count them.
Arcade Fire’s Neon Bible sports one of those album covers that is both visually interesting and obtuse enough to make me wonder what’s going on there.
My heroes are gone. Zappa, Bukowski, Vonnegut, Miller, Fante, and now Bowie.
I love B-sides, love ’em.