Awww, look how cute Grant McLennen was.
Mal ,'Ariel'
Buffista Music III: The Search for Bach
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Steve Berlin on how he and the rest of Los Lobos were completely fucked over by Paul Simon: [link]
YAY JZ!
Weren't there any options that didn't include regrettable sexism? Maybe you should've been an indie-pop girl.
Eh, the bits I saw of the local indie-pop scene were just as bad in terms of regrettable sexism as the grunge scene.
Eh, the bits I saw of the local indie-pop scene were just as bad in terms of regrettable sexism as the grunge scene.
They were kinda hopelessly intertwined, after all.
(And anyhow, I think Jilli was well on her way to escaping the clutches of the music scene, if she hadn't already, by the time Sleater-Kinney came around.)
(And anyhow, I think Jilli was well on her way to escaping the clutches of the music scene, if she hadn't already, by the time Sleater-Kinney came around.)
Heh. There is that.
but Kim Deal is still God.
Thanks for the congratulations... I'm breathing again for the first time in four weeks.
Since I have big fannish love for both Los Lobos and Paul Simon and literally cannot imagine any major event of the first quarter century of my life without, well, every damn thing Simon ever wrote as the soundtrack, I'm going to have to wilfully ignore the very existence of that article lest I die of sadness.
but Kim Deal is still God.
Sorry, in my pantheon that position is held by David Bowie. With Peter Murphy as his prophet.
The best thing about seeing My Chemical Romance live is realizing that Gerard Way really is just that dorky and campy and ridiculous and fantastic in real life. Between the high jumps and the scarves and pantomiming the words so the audience could sing along... well, as Fay would say, bless! I adore him, and them, and they put on an incredible show.
The best thing about seeing My Chemical Romance live is realizing that Gerard Way really is just that dorky and campy and ridiculous and fantastic in real life.
He is! He is! He's a dorktastic drama geek turned rockstar, and I love him for it.