The first gift I gave my son was music. He was only a few weeks old when my wife asked me to put together some mixed CDs for her middle-of-the-night feeding sessions.
With many music venues no longer printing physical tickets, my ticket stub collection has atrophied and I am left wondering how to compile a record of my concert attendance.
When I conceived of this blog, I did not anticipate an unfortunate side effect: I listen to a lot of bad music almost every day. Couldn’t I live a much happier life only listening to the Rolling Stones?
Creating a Top Ten Rolling Stones playlist was no easy feat. For days I was wracked with indecision to the point of paralysis as I pondered the question of what self-respecting Stones fan would snub “Street Fighting Man”?
Because it so masterfully explores every seam in the bedrock of American music and then transcends them all in fashioning a new art form, Exile is the quintessential (and hands down best) Stones record.
In that highly-charged moment, I needed to hear Springsteen’s Nebraska album. Why? Why did I run headlong towards that record like a masochist to the lash?
Jonny “Two Bags” Wickersham’s 2014 record Salvation Town is an exceptional fusion of rock and Americana.
For each sappy love song, I have added a counterpoint, a tune that approaches the concept of love with, shall we say, a jaundiced eye. Because the most powerful love songs, like all the most powerful art, are not happy occasions.
Trigger Hippy’s self-titled debut album mixes rock, blues and country. The musical combinations at play create a sound that is both fresh and classic.
Some music just sounds better in certain settings. Like seeing an animal in its natural habitat instead of in a zoo. Over time, I have developed a musical geography of sorts, mapping the places where I hear certain songs more clearly and which, as a result, have become inextricably bound up with those songs in a way that is now impossible to untangle.