Sting was hardly the first or the last musician to find inspiration in a book; in fact, there are enough book/music crossovers out there that I think I can put together a […]
Deep Cuts: Library Rock, A-I
44. Won’t You Help Me Girl Just As Soon As You Can?
“Without a soundtrack, human interaction is meaningless.” – Chuck Klosterman Breakups are always difficult. It doesn’t matter if one is fifteen of fifty, whether you are the dumper or the dumpee, have been […]
Deep Cuts: Stop Time and Turn Up the Radio Songs
I have 33,000 songs in my pocket. I can go for three months, twenty-four hours per day and not listen to the same song twice; well, at least not the same version. […]
40. To Learn How To Love And Forget How To Hate
During the summer after eighth grade we spent a week at Disney World in Florida. My father bought some sort of package deal that included a campsite, park tickets, and three meals […]
Warrant’s Lead Singer Dies
I lived within walking distance of the famous Sunset Strip at the tail end of the Hair Metal Eighties. This should have been a huge thrill for me, but I wasn’t a […]
38. What Song Is It You Want to Hear?
My first major breakup didn’t even involve me. My sister dumped Mike, no doubt for valid hell-raising reasons, but without considering me. How was I supposed to find my path to the […]
34. Little John the Conqueroo
Hal and I walked over to Time Out after school and waited for his mother. I was a school bus kid, so this was my first time in the legendary junior high […]
30. Strewn With Time’s Dead Flowers
Andrew Gold passed away a couple of days ago. Cancer, age fifty-nine. Only fifteen years older than me. I don’t really know much about the guy other than two of his songs […]
24. Thank You Driver For Getting Me Here
When we moved to South Carolina I decided that I wanted to take the bus to school. There was no particular need for this — my mother worked now, so she could […]
15. A Rambling Prologue To A Long Overdue Post
Growing up there were three of us kids, and our first allowance was tiered 50/35/25 cents, oldest to youngest. At age seven a quarter per week was fine by me. That was […]
