Well, actually it’s the impostor Tommy Thayer who’s all gussied up in the Spaceman’s galactic get up on a recent issue of Guitar Player. But…
But what to do with it all? I once saw an interview with the author whence he noted the improbability that those who reviewed his…
I find this record comforting. It takes the edge off of life like Bob Marley used to, back a few years ago when I didn’t…
This book has been on my shelf for about 10 years. Since the late nineties, it’s been skulking there in the corner. Bright-oranged and baby-blued,…
This post has been clogging up the blog for the last week. I just can’t seem to get it right, and now I know why.…
Sometimes I’m a little slow to catch on. Despite having been told by numerous good-eared friends that I should buy this, and despite the fact…
This summer, I finally made it to a show. The first time Perry came to my town was with the original Lollapalooza line-up at the…
A few weeks ago, Bob Dylan got himself rounded up by the New Jersey police as a suspected up-to-no good, itinerant, vagrant-type individual. Described by…
I know it’s been way too long since I’ve hit the right balance of inspired and untired to do a little writing, but the last…
The Clash have always been ready and willing (and with impeccable taste) to borrow a tune, digging deep into the roots of reggae for such…