Saturday Spins
Gather round y’all and prepare to take a perambulatory adventure through the deep south on this edition of Saturday Spins!
Gather round y’all and prepare to take a perambulatory adventure through the deep south on this edition of Saturday Spins!
In order to put my ~600 LPs and EPs to good use, and to continue my war against streaming music and other low-quality ways to digest music, I have conceived the idea of reviewing...
Runrig made, in my estimation, the perfect album with In Search of Angels. Most albums devolve into sulking or into joyful noise or rather serious introspection. It’s hard to find the right mix without being discordant.
Even though the ceremonies differed, the one constant in the celebration is the wedding reception. Specifically, the music.
The story of Handel, a young Mozart, a Dutch church, Johnny Cash, and holding my kids hand, all set to the subtle sounds of a pipe organ.
The big problem with advocating for victims of sexual assault is that nobody wants to believe it when it’s a public figure that they admire.
I used to think that I missed out, that I was born in the wrong era when it comes to music.
1966’s “Summer in the City” by The Lovin’ Spoonful is a song that always comes to mind during heatwaves like the one bearing down on about 195 million Americans this weekend.
Forget politics, you folks are getting 1300-odd words about this here Cats trailer.
It seems fitting to me now that the Grateful Dead’s “The Rain Show” would be the last time I would ever hear Jerry Garcia’s voice live.
It’s Father’s Day, so here are some songs celebrating The Man in his various incarnations that we can all enjoy regardless of our daddy issues.
I don’t care about pollution
I’m an air-conditioned gypsy
That’s my solution
Watch the police and the taxman miss me!
Not so dire? Damn straight! This week’s prompt, which should once again be a fun one: “A song that makes you want to dance”
Actually, it’s for you. This week’s music prompt: “A song that reminds you of someone you’d rather forget.”