The 1969 Warner/Reprise Songbook is the first collection in a series that ran until 1980. That series is known as the Loss Leaders, because for two bucks buyers got a two record […]
The motorcycle outlaw has been a potent archetype since Brando.
Here’s another playlist that started as a discussion in the Facebook music group that I manage. Last week’s “live tracks better than their studio cousins” list led to the suggestion of cover […]
While you’re reading this, I’m sitting stiffly in my Sunday clothes, paying my respects to a lost friend. Too soon, too soon.
The late ’60s come down to two years musically, and 1968 ain’t one of them.
Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise: LSD is some intense shit.
Drug tragedies still happen in the music business, which kind of blows my mind.
Mirrors, you’re a bunch of dirty liars.
I’m not sure we grasp just how big the friggin’ Twist was.
This is the end, my only friend. That’s what the end of those first relationships feels like. Who am I kidding? That’s how the end of any relationship feels: friendships, romances, death. […]