Few artists lay claim to a perfect studio discography.
Perry Farrell had a new band, and they were playing in the desert outside of L.A.
What, no album cover? That’s because this isn’t really an album: It’s a time capsule.
Flogging the dolphin. Beating the Bishop. Choking the chicken. Bopping the baloney. Don’t pretend you don’t do it.
Work. As kids we can’t wait to get jobs. The idea of getting off of the kid economy — the birthday cards, allowance, babysitting and lawn mowing money — means freedom. Imagine […]
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 […]
So yeah, telling lies to tell the emotional truth is what writing creative non-fiction is all about, provided you stick to the important facts. The list of memoirists brought down by whoppers […]
I love the Police. They are one of the very few bands on my “never made a bad album” list. Not even my beloved Bowie, Beatles, or Zappa can make that claim.
Geez, is it June already? Time for April to bring you more (mostly) new music that you shouldn’t be missing. Pay attention, this will be on the test:
I wish I could say that I immediately internalized the lesson laid down for me by the two Charlies—my landlord and the mighty Bukowski—but I didn’t. Writing honestly is a simple enough […]