The 1966 debut release of The Monkees is an oddity, not so much because of the quality of its contents, but in its overall creation and “purpose” as an album. It all depends on how you look at it. Is it a “band” effort? Not in the strictest sense of the word, as the assembled…
Red Rose Speedway is an unfortunately weak record, with a strong one-two opening punch but then spinning its wheels for most of the remaining album.
Wings 1971 debut is an EP’s worth of good material at best. A shambling, unfocused album, it still retains a bit of homespun fun, albeit somewhat anemic in content.
A quick weekend recap of what was a pretty goshdarn swell time! 1. FRIDAY I’M IN LOVE (with not having to wake up early on Saturday) I decided to do my “Long Run” on Friday night — June 21, 2013. Summer solstice. Longest day of the year. I must have been out of my mind.…
Before I begin this album review, let’s get one thing perfectly clear, and dare I say, out of the way immediately. I am a massive Kiss fan, and it’s because of the music. I mean, maybe not at the very beginning. As a very young child of the 70s, I remember seeing one of their…
OK I’m gonna just make this a brief update — oh, HI everyone! — anyway this is just a head’s up on some recent running goings-on and stuff. So I’m officially registered for the 2014 Disney Princess Half-Marathon. That’s hardly news at ALL around these parts, really. I’ve done four Disney running events and as…
Hi gang. Here’s yet another one of those apropos of nothing moments… Last fall, for no discernible purpose whatsoever, I registered the domain name “bigbootytime.net”. It was one of those random, silly spur-of-the-moment… moments. A coworker had come in one morning, sat down at his desk, and rather randomly said “Big Booty Time dot net…”…
Help! kicks off a period of unparalleled creativity, innovation, songwriting and musicianship in The Beatles’s history. The dark, folksy yearnings of the previous (and wholly underrated) Beatles For Sale lead to more experimentation with Dylanesque folk, country, and balladeering, while not sacrificing the pure pop craftsmanship that has earmarked much of The Beatles sound up to this point. 1965 was in…
Call it Muswell Hangover… You know, the first time I listened to Everybody’s In Show-Biz, I was right in the middle of my Kinks “discovery phase”, a time during which I made it a habit to dive deep into the, shall we say, “less than classic” albums in the band’s catalog. Upon first listen, in an…
Hi gang. Normally I would be regaling the four or five you haven’t haven’t stumbled upon my blog looking for suggestive Top Gun pictures with whatever Kinks album or pedantic running tale has tickled my fancy for the day. Well, right now we’re having none of that. OK I’ve been kvelling over the brand-new Wings Over America remaster, but that’s…