Despite what I like to tell myself, not everything French is total crap. Some French stuff is actually quite good. Phoenix, for example, is pretty decent. I have to admit that I’m not super familiar with their work outside of their most recent studio album release “Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix.” The album is pretty good. But …
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It has been a while since I have posted a throwback. Joy Division tapes were one of my staples, in my long haired skateboard riding days. Before I ever really heard much of their music, I was completely captivated by the whole Joy Division-New Order Kineckt. Stories about suicidal rock stars are easy for teenagers …
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The name of the song is “Sleigh Bells.” That is the reason I chose this track. The lyrics aren’t particularly festive. In reality, I’m not even sure what the name even has to do with this track. Rill Rill is the artist. The track is a bit repetitive. But, I still fancy it. I have …
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Going back to the high school days for this one. I thought I would throw it in today, since I finally met Mike Stipe, last week and snapped a photo of him at the Kiehl’s party (middle above). Reminisce over Orange Crush.
Reagan an I recently watched the documentary film “It might get loud.” I’m kind of surprised that we waited so long, since so many people had recommended it to me. The film profiles Jack White, Jimmy Page and The Edge. Each of them discuss their approach to playing guitar, their take on music, etc.. It …
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Over the weekend, I rescued this BIC turntable from the curb, when I was walking home from parking the car. It was before the monsoon started, so it hadn’t been exposed to the elements or anything. It just needed to have the dust wiped from it. It appears to be in working order. It isn’t …
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With all of this recent noise about U2, surrounding their show in Jersey, they kind of came back onto my radar again. There was the incident with Bloomberg’s helicopter pilot, before the show. There was the appearance on Saturday Night Live. I even had a recent conversation with my friend about U2 and their appearances …
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Like the old one, but newer