Give me your music, your art, your huddled masses of words and rhythms yearning to breathe free.
Man, I can’t tell you how many times my shrink has had to listen to me recount this dream: I’m strutting down the street decked out like Joan Jett – carrying a guitar/amp/tambourine/harmonica – when a car pulls over and a famous, seasoned musician asks me to stop by a recording studio and rehearse with … Read more
As the the existential Bugs-Daffy debate rages on – is it duck season or rabbit season? – this Looney Tunes woman is only certain of one thing: it’s BOOT season! And I’ll endure the snow, slush, and sub-freezing temperatures of Pittsburgh for the rest of my life, as long as I can wear my pavement-pounding, … Read more
When the name of your band conjures up images of either (1) the human arse, (2) a vaudeville star named Brice, (3) a protagonist from an 18th century erotic novel by John Cleland, or (4) a character from a recurring Playboy comic strip, you might have a bit of a problem being taken seriously. I’m referring to … Read more
The Rolling Stones’ 1966 release, “Have You Seen Your Mother, Baby, Standing in the Shadow?” isn’t a song normally thought of as a Mother’s Day tribute tune. Nor was it intended as such. Its ambiguous lyrics hint that mom’s doing something of a shadowy nature. Mick Jagger sings the narcissistic lyric, “tell me a story … Read more
They didn’t ride motorcycles through the halls of L.A.’s legendary Hyatt House, pay hotel doormen to smuggle hot groupies into their rooms, or smash pricey guitars to smithereens during performances. In fact, they didn’t pull any of the typical stunts made famous by the male rock pioneers of the 1960s and ’70s. Yet, they were … Read more