When I was 15, I went through my hardcore Doors' days. Didn't you? Although not their most commercial album, An American Prayer became my definition of poetry. I eagerly awaited my turn to read the dog-eared copy of No One Here Gets Out Alive, a Morrison biography, which was circulating through my town and I … Continue reading Edith Piaf lives (in cimetiere du Pere-Lachaise
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Even classics sometimes die
It’s been a long time coming, but I’m finally ready to admit that my iPod Classic is a goner. I keep getting the black apple of death and it just won’t charge or play anymore. I believe it lasted nearly 8 years, which is pretty remarkable in our constantly demanding an upgrade society. She was … Continue reading Even classics sometimes die
Some Girls
"In the sweet old country Where I come from Nobody ever works Nothing ever gets done." There was a summer a long time ago, in the mythical (to some) town where I grew up, when it seemed that the Rolling Stones' album "Some Girls" was in constant airplay. It didn't seem possible that so many … Continue reading Some Girls
Calling bullsh*t
While I was driving down to Kingston last night to meet a friend, I was impatiently scanning radio stations looking to hear something that wasn't some nonsense about how I'll "only miss the sun when it starts to rain." When I landed on Pink Floyd's Money, I hit the button to stop scanning and turned … Continue reading Calling bullsh*t
Mountain (without the) Jam
Last year's memories of Mountain Jam are a bit tainted. I'd had a really rough morning, thanks to my middle son, and my early afternoon proved that the day could, in fact, become even worse. As always, my friends pulled me through that day and were once again on hand this year to replace any … Continue reading Mountain (without the) Jam
Two Step while trying not to step in anything disgusting
For the second year in a row my middle son and I went to both nights of the Dave Matthews Band's pretty much annual stop at SPAC. As always, Carter smiled continuously as he banged the drums and Dave praised the crowd and venue. We had a good time and I got some great crowd … Continue reading Two Step while trying not to step in anything disgusting
The Beatles, my boys and a birthday
If I think back on music from my childhood, The Beatles immediately come to mind. They were definitely the soundtrack of many car rides in my memory. Freshman year of high school, I remember the painful decision of which album to pick - the Red One or the Blue One. I don't remember which I … Continue reading The Beatles, my boys and a birthday
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