RIP Storm Thorgerson

A fairly late tribute to Storm Thorgerson who, in-arguably (no offense to Peter Blake), was the best and most creative album cover designer that ever lived. Known primarily for his Pink Floyd Designs… Read More →

Stupid Is…

Most people listen to music like I read outdated magazines in a dentist office. It is a passive thing to most and, just like people who like to eat monkey scrotum (They’re out… Read More →

The Ass End Of The ‘70’s, Volume 1: Billy Joel’s Piano Man

Full disclosure: I actually enjoy me a little BJ from time to time. Oooh, you know what I mean, get your heads out the gutter, sicko’s! Time can be a double edged sword,… Read More →

A joke, to lighten the mood

Those of you raised in the 1980′s should get this one: Q: What’s grosser than grease on Olivia Newton-John? A: Come on Eileen. Oh come on, that’s funny!  

I have, once more, got some angst in my pants!

Devendra Banhart (not sure if the spelling is right…don’t care, either) is releasing (unleashing?) another album that promises (punishes?) yet more ruminations on unicorns feeding in San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park on dandelions… Read More →

Classic Song Alert! “The Look Of Love (part 1)”

An bit taken from the ongoing discussion over at Popdose as they discuss all of the individual tracks in the 7 disc ’80′s box set entitled The 80′s Pop Culture Box. One of… Read More →

Slaughtering Your Sacred Cow

I think praise is overrated. While I enjoy the validation positive reviews about my favorite band and/or album elicit, I must admit to feeling infinitely more satisfied and downright alive when the discussion… Read More →

What a nice, humble boy that singer from Echo and the Bunnymen is!

From the Quietus: Almost 30 years since the release of Echo and the Bunnymen’s apex album, Ocean Rain, Ian McCulloch remains characteristically modest in his appraisal of the record: “I go by my… Read More →

Music To Imbibe In

Every now and then I need to cleanse my musical palate, and when I do there are a couple of ‘go to’ albums in my collection I always reach for. I am, first… Read More →

Confessions Of A Record Store Junkie, Part IV

My own daughter called me a music snob the other day. Of course, I couldn’t disagree. This was retaliation; I’m sure, for me calling her a ‘fashionista’. Fashion is important to her, it… Read More →