Feed Yer Senses

I’ve been a pop culture vulture since my mom first plopped me down in front of the TV to watch with The Beatles’ debut performance on the Ed Sullivan show in 1964. From that moment on my heart would ignite each time the opening drum roll of “She Loves You” came blasting from the jukebox in my Italian grandparents’ tavern. I know first-hand the meaning of Pavlovian. All it took to set me off was an opening guitar riff or a drum roll. Vinyl took over my bedroom. Electric guitars blaring from a cheap Sears record player drove neighbors to seek shelter.

Soon came movie madness: Cagney talking wise to Joan Blondell. Bogey in the Bowery, George Raft in the hoosegow. Harlow, bleached and braless. Stanwyck, breached and lawless. Cary Grant looking for his intercostal clavicle. Poor ol’ Frankenstein, tearing up the countryside in search of a pal and a good tailor.

Words, rhymes, film, designs. Brushstrokes, dance strokes, music and masterstrokes. Gimme gimme. It all feeds my soul. And when I find something truly fab I have an evangelical zeal to share it with the world. Lou Reed once sang, “You know, her life was saved by rock and roll.” Music and other forms of creative expression have always saved me — from conformity, from the haters, from the bondage of self, from the madness and monotony of everyday life. I may not be able to save the world, but I’d sure love to make your journey a little more interesting…by turning you on to new ways of looking at pop culture.

After 20 years of corporate writing, spin-doctoring, and being at the beck and call of customers and crazy bosses, I’m finally doing what I’ve always dreamed of: writing about the subjects I adore, notably music, film, and life on the road.

Thanks for tuning in and turning on. Contact me if you’d like to collaborate or rap about fab topics. I’m up all night.

Love and Peace – Dana Spiardi

I dedicate this blog to my rock-n-roll soul mate, Backstreets sister, and fellow Rainy Day Woman, Jane McCreery, for her undying support and friendship. Jane, you inspired this blog. “And all I have to do is thank you, girl.”