And it turns out singing is good for you.
'Shindig'
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
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.
Strange how so many things are, and yet there are social constraints on them...
Today is the 16th anniversary of Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge being released. Remember, it's all Mr. Loomy's fault that I learned who My Chemical Romance were.
Insert mad cackling here.
So I've been dipping into this book about all the things that happened in rock and rock-adjacent music in 1973(Spoiler: A LOT). And suddenly I find myself shipping Linda Ronstadt and Emmylou Harris.
I'm really liking this WFMU show I'm listening to.
I'm really liking this WFMU show I'm listening to.
Eponymosity!
Dammit, Eddie Van Halen passed away from throat cancer.
I have an old Sirius XM receiver that records. So I program it to spend half the weekend recording programs to play during the week while I work. The programs include 4 oldies countdowns -- one each from a week in the '60s, '70s, '80s, and '90s.
Right now, I'm listening to a countdown from this week in 1994. I don't remember "Wild Night" sounding so good.
Oh, I used to love that song! Pretty sure I bought the cassingle. Plus, it introduced me to Me'Shell Ndegeocello.