You know, we all have our own opinions, but what do you think is the determining characteristic that separates the have's from the have not's? What, if anything makes one better than the other? Well in Dangerous Illusions you realize that besides the multi-million dollar bookshelves, the ownership of antique musical instruments, insider or privileged... Continue Reading →
Running Over Challenges
Living in Canada and in and around the Toronto area I have been exposed to some of Buck 65's music which I generally found to be odd (in a 20th century way), yet inspired in a 'yahhhhh progression' sort of way. Being an avid sports fan with baseball near the top of the list, I... Continue Reading →
New Yorkers Are People Too
" ' What other bands were you with, hon?' The tired ostrich spoke slowly. 'I was with The Fuck Yous, and before that I was with Spontaneous Inventions,' I spontaneously invented. 'I knew the Fuck Yous from the Bay Area about ten years ago,' the acoustic guitarist mentioned. Aside from her seam of holes,... Continue Reading →
Be Proud of Your Heart. It Can be Played, Stabbed, Cheated, Burned, and Broken but Somehow Still Works.
"A woman will think she can fall in love with you because you can write a song,because you can touch some raw emotional nerve that most people don't even bother thinking about. Because you van write a fucking lovesong. Because you're famous. And for one night: you're golden. I've been golden all over the world.... Continue Reading →
Big Talents, Big Dreams, All I Need is The Big Wide Calm
Paige Plant is a twenty-five-year-old waitress, amateur painter, and ex-MIT student who relishes her time playing her guitar on the street in Harvard Square. She is, in her heart of hearts an aspiring songwriter who anticipates becoming a nationally recognized superstar, and hopeful of eventually becoming a global phenomenon. I say if you're going to... Continue Reading →
Rock and Roll May Be On Life Support But Legends Never Die
"So sometimes it's the sand in the oyster that creates the pearl. You need some irritation. You need some repression or some conflict. And my life would have been much less satisfying if I didn't know that." Hugh Hefner From his mouth to God's ears Neil Strauss has been eighteen-years-old for more than two decades... Continue Reading →