You don’t have to look to gospel for songs with “God” in the title. I’m not a religious guy, and I have 9 hours of God songs just in my digital playlist […]
I don’t really know much about The Scramblers, but Cycle Psychos fit this week’s motorcycle theme so I pulled it out of my stacks.
Steve The Manager left Camelot Music for a bigger store down in Florida. Our new boss was a 24 year-old named Rich who sported cowboy boots and a poodle mullet. Almost immediately […]
Remarkably few songs have been written about drive-in restaurants. Go figure — I’d think somebody could knock one out while waiting for a chili cheese-a-plenty. But they haven’t, and I’m hellbent on […]
Politics and observational bitching aren’t my wheelhouses. There are plenty of places out there for you to read that stuff, so I stick to music and true tales of puking strawberry daquiri […]
Sad news out of Florida this morning that head Monkee and Marcia Brady prom date Davy Jones succumbed to a heart attack. I’m sure there will be plenty of “Last Train to Clarksville” […]
Ninth grade was a very strange time. I was a member of The Guys In Black Tee Shirts Who Jam, but I wasn’t hardcore enough for Prevo, or prevocational school. I played […]