Here’s one for the “interesting footnotes” section of your record collection.
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.