Deciding to leave Los Angeles meant figuring out what to do with myself once my last movie wrapped.
Uncles mostly get a bad rap in rock songs. They’re molesters, abusers, creeps.
Electric Ladyland is the most interesting album in the Hendrix discography. The third and last album with the Experience, Electric Ladyland finds our hero in virtually complete creative control and at the […]
I have a lengthy track record of disliking Michael Jackson. When I was seven my oldest sister received a 45 of “Dancing Machine” as a birthday gift. I thought that was pretty hot, then […]
I’m desperate — my tank is empty. The notebook hasn’t been marked up in days. I turned on my iPod today and a tumbleweed rolled across the screen. For the first time […]
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. […]
Sure every garage band when I was growing up played “Freebird,” but that doesn’t mean they played it well or brought anything new to the table. That’s what makes a good cover […]
Ted Nugent is a bit of a cartoon character today. With his hunting shows, Fox News appearances, and general lack of ability to possess an unspoken thought, he’s either hero or embarrassment to […]
Texas was a blessedly short adventure. We were only there for nine months or so before my father took a job in South Carolina and we were off again. Not much grows […]