
The late ’60s come down to two years musically, and 1968 ain’t one of them.
The late ’60s come down to two years musically, and 1968 ain’t one of them.
Arnold Schwarzenneger slamming a door in my face is one of my favorite Hollywood stories, but it isn’t really that unusual. If the Arnolds of the world wasted their time on flunkies […]
The Sunset Strip was the business long before the eighties. Name a classic rock band and they probably played the Whisky—Van Halen, The Doors, The Kinks, on and on. The Strip was […]
My kids run across a crusty old song now and then that for them is a revelation. “Dad, have you ever heard this?” they excitedly ask. “Do you like it?” Usually my […]
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 […]