If the Neighbors Aren’t Moving Away, the Music’s Not Loud Enough

When I was 16, the woman whose bedroom was above mine in our apartment building was forced to move because I wouldn't stop playing Led Zeppelin's "Nobody's Fault But Mine" at warp sound. I mean, I feel bad about it now, but at the time I felt such a sense of...victory! Behold, the power of rock.

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Eat Barilla Pasta…Be More Macho

Guido Barilla, president of the world's largest manufacturer of boxed pasta, has vowed his company would never feature homosexuals in its ads. Well, when I heard this news, my thoughts immediately turned to Woody Allen's kooky 1973 film "Sleeper," which offered some insights into the virility-enhancing effects of pasta.

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Is it Doomsday Already?

Heavens to Murgatroyd! According to the ancient Mayans, the world will end on Friday, and I have SO much left to do! I've had "doomsday" pencilled in on both my pocket calendar and the kitchen wall calendar for months. And, because I'm such a high tech kind of gal, I also listed it on my Google calendar (too bad I forgot to hit that "email reminder" button). Oh, I'm such a silly goose! I rarely bother to even LOOK at any of those calendars until it's too late! One day left on earth doesn't give me much time to do all those things I've been wanting to do for eons. Why do I ALWAYS procrastinate?

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John and his Cursed Ciggies

All the Beatles smoked. But then, who didn't have a ciggie 'tween their fingers in those days? Keith Richards of The Stones was simply incapable of playing guitar without a cigarette dangling from his lips. But John Lennon obviously cursed his cigarette habit. In two of his Beatles' songs he makes references to the evil cancer sticks.

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All Good Rockers Thank Their Moms

Every year when I watch the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame's new inductees deliver their acceptance speeches, I'm moved to hear the titans of the music business thank their mothers. Just last week it was new Rock Hall of Fame member Flea of the Red Hot Chili Peppers who got me all choked up when he gave an emotional shout-out to his mom. So, like the rockers who inspire me, I thank my mom for allowing me to develop my rock persona. On this Mother's Day, I thank her for all the things she never did.

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