I don’t draw as much as I used to, at least not right now. When The Hum clicks in I go a little overboard, and next thing you know nothing else is […]
Deep Cuts: Draw, Partner
Deep Cuts: Wood Songs
So the old man was a master carpenter who never fulfilled his potential. Whether that’s better or worse than being a master of nothing is debatable, I suppose, though Americans are never […]
Deep Cuts: Money Talk
Look, we all go through lean years when we first step out on our own. Sadly, those lean years never end for some, and for more and more people they go on […]
From the Stacks: David Bowie in Bertolt Brecht’s Baal
In many ways this is the most interesting record in the Bowie discography. This five track EP accompanied Bowie’s 1981 BBC appearance as Bertolt Brecht’s horny, murderous title character.
Why It Matters to Danny Phillips
I’ve always been whackadoo, sometimes worse than others. In 1985 I decided that I was going to eventually own every album that my store carried. How I was going to manage that […]
119. Return of the Son of Son of Return of the Son of the Cutout Bin
It’s time to leave South Carolina: past time, probably. For the last two years you’ve been reading true tales of liquor, lust, and primer-gray Camaros. You are a patient lot. I can’t […]
Why It Matters to The Members’ JC Carroll
If you’re an American of a certain age you remember MTV playing the hell out of “Working Girl” by The Members. Aussie readers hear that band name and think of the song […]
On My Turntable: David Bowie – “Where Are We Now?”
The last thing I expected to wake up to this morning was a new David Bowie single. The Dame has been in musical seclusion since 2003’s Reality, and frankly I’d accepted that […]
Deep Cuts: A Glam Rock Christmas
Will this become a Why It Matters tradition? Probably not, but last year’s obligatory Christmas playlist overlooked the strange obsession that the glam rockers had with the holiday. I don’t pretend to […]
Deep Cuts: Drive-In Songs
Remarkably few songs have been written about drive-in restaurants. Go figure — I’d think somebody could knock one out while waiting for a chili cheese-a-plenty. But they haven’t, and I’m hellbent on […]
