There are two Pat Benatar songs stuck in my head right now, both from the same album, "Tropico," which is my favorite Pat Benatar album. I had a copy of "Tropico" way back in the day, bought from the local music store. It was scratched, right out of the sleeve. Couldn't return it. So I… Continue reading Elizabeth Wurtzel, and How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb?
Photo of a woman drinking tea after a bombing raid in London during the Blitz (no copyright infringement intended.) Link. Yesterday, (when I started writing this),I purposely, and purposefully, sequestered myself from all "news" related items until the early evening. While tending to a few chores, I decided to turn on the television. About twenty… Continue reading Ballroom Blitz, Keep Calm
I've been doing some serious thinking about the world lately. Can you hear the quiet? This serious thinking isn't a new thing for me. This bout of thinking began with the drug-induced suicide of a rock star. I'm referring to it as drug-induced because we'll never really know and the fact is that those kinds… Continue reading Can You Hear the Quiet?
Grunge is the music that my generation created, whether the label of "grunge" is one that was met with approval or acceptance or not. Passionately philosophically divested in many ways from the heavy metal and "pretty" hair bands and glam bands of the heyday of "sex, drugs, and rock and roll" of previous generations, the… Continue reading It Is Still Beautiful. Chris Cornell.