Frankie Goes To Hollywood was the most overhyped, prepackaged band of 1984, and I loved them.
Last week we celebrated Shakespeare’s 450th birthday. It was a small gathering at Chuck E. Cheese, and I lost poor Yorick’s head in the ball bath. Heyooooo. My social media was abuzz […]
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 […]
An alert reader asked me recently how many of the “Deep Cuts” songs are in my personal collection. Okay, okay, fair question. Unless it’s a particularly tricky week, “Deep Cuts” titles come […]
The morning after we graduated high school, Jarod and I mounted our bicycles and headed for Myrtle Beach. For me this was the second time crossing South Carolina via pedal power, but […]
Dan from Camelot Music and I sat in a fiberglass booth, dipping french fries into our vanilla shakes and eating plastic hamburgers. “Frankie Say Nasty,” Dan said, and wadded up his burger. […]
My mother was legendary for knowing a song about anything. The woman was a musical encyclopedia. “Hey, Larry has cancer.” “Ohhhhhh cancer cancer / not for dancers….” Now I’m that guy. My […]
The home stretch! We’ve almost completed the A to Z of music based on literary works. This last batch has some nice twists and turns.