It’s quite fashionable to criticize the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame’s annual inductees, and I’m nothing if not fashionable.
What will become of the epic road trip in the era of autonomous cars?
Measuring most things is easy.
I’ve had a lot of names over the course of my life. I’ve been Jimmy, Jim, James, Jimbo, Jimmy Mac, Jaime, Jamie, and Hymes. I’ve been Mr. Stafford, Dad, Son, and a […]
Man, 2016. What a cruddy year.
Down in the city just Hoople and me. That’s from Queen’s “Now I’m Here,” and it was my introduction to Mott The Hoople. That’s all they were to me as an elementary […]
The motorcycle has been the perfect rock and roll accessory since Elvis dressed up in Brando gear. We had the Mod scooter era, the Easy Rider wave, and the hair metal Harley […]
I have been on a crazy Grand Funk tear lately. Damn, these guys were good. And huge! Grand Funk Railroad was playing to stadiums—stadiums—and now it’s almost like they never existed. There […]
Today marks the second anniversary of Why It Matters. Last year was a busy one. Here’s what happened, and also what’s coming up:
My boy suffered his first loss recently, a friend who simply didn’t wake up one morning. That’s the way to do it, but not a week shy of your sixteenth birthday.