Is there anything better than cock rock bands channeling their inner classical musician? Sure, The Beatles did the whole strings section thing and made rock music dignified, but when a cheesy hard rock band does it the results are truly magical. Giggle-worthy, yes, but magical. Now, if that band happens to be a relatively obscure […]
My Life Is A Song #86
Back to 1995, months before my aforementioned unfortunate diversion into “new country”, I was still very much a fan of blues based, guitar driven rock music. The nineties was also a time when we were fascinated by the concept of black musicians being able to play rock ‘n’ roll music. You know, the stuff they […]
My Life Is A Song #83
Sometimes when I sit down to write these little excerpts, I fall down a well of forgotten music. I’ve made a list of songs, all of which I like or have life stories associated with them. Admittedly some I haven’t listened to in a long while. As I attempt to conjure something worthwhile writing I […]
An Open Letter to The Tragically Hip
First of all, let me just say, “Wow!” And, “Thank you.” But mostly, “Wow!” That was one hell of a show you guys put on just over two weeks ago. Even now it feels like the entire country continues to bask in a post-coital glow from that final concert, and those are just the folks […]
My Life Is A Song #72
Here’s an embarrassing guilty pleasure of mine. I like audience participation rock songs, particularly those with clapping. Don’t judge, I know many of you like them too. “Take The Money And Run” wouldn’t be half as popular as it is were it not for the hand clapping. Then there is this song which goes so […]
My Life Is A Song #63
Oh look, more mid-eighties music you either forgot or never knew in the first place. This time it comes courtesy of hard blues rock Canadian indie band, The New Meanies. You know the story by now, this is when I was hearing new music and actually spending money on actual CDs. This is how I […]