
With the recent 2-CD reissue of Forever Changes the album continues to astound four decades on.

These go to eleven – Nigel Tufnel becomes a doctor

Neil Young still has something to say

IKE TURNER died December 12, reportedly in his sleep. He was 76 years old. Was he a good man? Seems unlikely. Was he a good musician? Hell yeah. The man invented rock ‘n’ roll. Really.

These were not only the best CRIBS shows I’ve been to, but also two of the best shows I’ve been to all year.

For the seventh anniversary of New York City’s renowned and resplendent roving dance party, Omaha’s own were the perfect addition to an eclectic night of rock ‘n’ roll depravity.

Despite my complaints about the show’s pacing, seeing THE STOOGES live is always a terrific experience.
I am pleased to note that the Village Voice’s annual Pazz and Jop music critic’s poll has used two quotes from my piece on the Year in Music 2006 in their cover story this week. / “Jim Morrison was supposed to be a great poet, though none of us read poetry and would have hated it if we’d been forced to. Still, his literary reputation had the convenient effect of giving Morrison’s expressions an irrefragable claim to high merit, like the work of a Nobel laureate. The upshot of all of this was that Morrison became the hero of a bunch of small town teenagers who, naturally, got it all ass-backwards. I can’t break the connection in my head between Jim Morrison and the highly ironic movement of teen conformity that his life inspired.”

Arthur Lee is no longer with us but thanks to bands like Shaw ‘Nuff his music still is.

Done up in glistening war paint, tricked out with teeth and feathers and bone and laced into plenty of black leather and denim, The Hunt not only look the part, but play it all too well.