The Democratic Convention

Do you feel left out?

I most certainly do.

I’m a rank and file Democrat who feels that so far this Philadelphia party has been a circle jerk wherein the usual suspects want to feel good about themselves. Reminds me of the cool people in high school, who wanted nothing to do with me. Does anybody there understand the real problems America faces?

And if I hear one more commentator, get one more e-mail about Michelle Obama’s speech, I’m gonna explode. Do these people live in such a small bubble that they don’t realize those who will decide this election don’t care a whit what the First Lady has to say? As for taking the high road… That didn’t work for Donald Trump, he rode the low road all the way to the nomination and it appears he’s gonna take it to the Presidency too, just wait until he lights into Hillary in the debates. If you think he’s gonna leave out Bill’s peccadilloes and the speech money and the emails…you live in a land of decorum where the women still wear garter belts and the men wear bow ties.

Elizabeth Warren had me fired up.

As for the rest?

Warren knows it’s a knife fight. She’s sharpened her shiv, she’s going for the jugular. As a result, her speech was pooh-poohed as one note. The soft and spurious focused on Michelle, while the left wing media couldn’t stop falling on its own sword. The “Times” coverage of the convention reminds me of the Jayson Blair affair, wherein the Grey Lady was so busy making apologies that it doomed itself to irrelevance. Today’s paper is so filled with analyses of problems, who won’t vote for Hillary, what wealthy donors got, Bernie’s travails with his supposed supporters, that you’d think the Democratic party was a coalition of disorganized upstarts who had no chance of success.

Maybe they don’t.

They’ve got too many celebrities to appear, but all those Trump voters are not, celebrities that is. I’m sick and tired of the rich and famous telling me how it is, how the hell would they know? As for Hillary herself, every word is vetted to the point there’s no authenticity left, and authenticity is everything.

I’m looking for some sharp elbows, some visceral attacks.

Oh, that was the Republican convention, the one all these people made fun of. Holier-than-thou crap if I’ve ever heard it.

Who checks out your groceries? Who cleans your house? All these people without a voice, I didn’t get the impression they were inside the arena last night. The gulf between us and them was vast.

I don’t want to hear how great America is, I want to hear how you’re gonna solve my problems. Otherwise it’s like going to a celebration where there’s nothing to celebrate. One where only the positive is postulated and everything negative is swept under the rug, like those financially-challenged.

On one hand it’s like 1968 all over again, with Hubert Humphrey unable to solidify the Democratic party.

On the other hand, it’s positively the twenty first century, where modern polling methods now declare Trump to be ahead. Sure, it might be the convention bounce, sure, Hillary might get one too, but never forget, Obama aced out Clinton in 2008 and Bernie put a big dent in her campaign here. So, she’s the lesser of two evils, is that really a convincing argument? Many would rather abstain than marry someone with no love, they’d rather dream of great sex instead of having mediocre coitus with someone they’re not really into.

The twenty first century is littered with the stories of those who played it safe and were then discarded onto the scrapheap. Hillary’s playing it safe via the old rules. Not only cozying up to fat cats, but focusing on the ground game… Trump is ignoring data and all the supposed magic for a message. And the message is…something’s gotta change, we’re mad as hell and we’re not gonna take it anymore.

And in Philadelphia all we’re hearing is things are good and you should just accept that.

A winning message?

I don’t think so.

Yahoo Lessons

1. He not busy being born is busy dying. That which is high-flying today might crash tomorrow. Always be looking in the rearview mirror, especially in tech, where everybody has the tools and the barrier to entry is low.

2. Don’t take on an undoable task. Where does Marissa Mayer go from here? Probably home, to take care of her children. Everything can’t be saved. Despite the compensation and the accolades, you’re better off passing if it’s a Sisyphean task.

3. Do due diligence. As in the board should have found out that despite all the press, Ms. Mayer had been pushed aside at Google. There’s the media story and the real story and they frequently don’t align. Beware of the publicity hog, running the gauntlet of news is very different from running a company.

4. Know what you are. I’m not sure what Yahoo is, are you? Is it a content, search or e-mail company? And it’s not number one in any of those fields. Online, second best is not good enough, you’ve got to be primary in one profitable field or you die. For information we go to the source or to Facebook. Gmail is good enough, it superseded Yahoo mail. People don’t come back, when the tide turns you move on. Furthermore, Mayer fixed Yahoo Mail and ruined it.

5. Today’s breakthrough is tomorrow’s antique. Yahoo made sense of the web via curation. The concept of searching and getting the result you wanted instantly was a pipe dream. But once you could do that, search, you no longer needed the directory. And search today is so good, you rarely look past the first hit.

6. Machines do it better than humans. No one wants to hear this, it’s disturbing. But Spotify’s Discover Weekly playlist is better than any hand-curated recommendations. And Amazon fired its editorial team when it found out computers recommended book titles better and got better financial results. Yahoo was a brand built on people in a world dominated by machines.

7. Beware the flip. Yahoo focused on content when all the money turned out to be in advertising. That’s why Google and Facebook dominate, they have the best advertising platforms. Mayer tried to catch up, it was too late.

8. Vision is everything. And usually the founder has the best one in tech. Kinda funny if you think about it, this has hurt music, there’s too much executive meddling. You’ve got to pick the best talent and invest in it. The Yahoo founders were the best people to run the company, it’s just that their vision was superseded, like hair bands in the eighties. Their replacements were a joke.  Does anyone remember the Terry Semel era, when the Warner Brothers bigwig tried to turn Yahoo into a content platform? That’s like Michael Jordan trying to play baseball, only worse. More like an automobile designer trying to run the space program. They’re different worlds.

9. Lack of reinvestment will kill you. Yahoo skated too long on what was, Mayer tried to shift the emphasis to advertising, but it was too late.

10. Don’t take the check. David who? That’s right David Pogue, then one of America’s highest profile tech scribes, ensconced at the “New York Times,” jumped to Yahoo and was instantly forgotten. As for Katie Couric…one can argue her career was already in the dumper, but Yahoo did her no favors.

11. Don’t sell to the highest bidder, but the best fit. Tumblr was the new Facebook, a social media/blogging platform ready to eclipse Facebook and Twitter, remember when John Mayer jumped from Twitter to Tumblr saying that was where the action was? It isn’t anymore, Tumblr is moribund, great for porn, nearly useless for everything else.

12. Don’t sell out for short term money. Yahoo outsourced search to Bing. Got a check, but gave up its future. Furthermore, Bing is seen as second-rate and in-the-know surfers refrained from using Yahoo search. But this lesson is not limited solely to tech. Cities have outsourced/sold their parking meter business. And no one is happy. You balance the books today, you give up revenue tomorrow, and the for-profit enterprise jacks up rates and takes away rights, like the ability to park for free at night, and citizens are enraged. Judgment day comes, eventually. It came for Yahoo. But Marissa Mayer made triple digit millions in the interim, the company should have been sold eons ago.

13. Take the money. Microsoft offered so much, Yahoo said no. Don’t get emotionally attached, sometimes it’s right to sell, when you’ve run out of runway, and the people running Yahoo should have seen that they were gonna hit a wall. Kinda like Nokia. The Finnish icon sold its device business to Microsoft, it had already lost in smartphones, it’s nearly nonexistent now.

14. Deep pockets will overpay because they’re scared of the future. Not only Microsoft above, but Verizon, the highest bidder here and now the owner of the moribund AOL. Come on, Tim Armstrong couldn’t make his vision come true, remember Patch, and you hand him the keys? I guess in the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king, Armstrong knows more about ads than those running Verizon, so he got his way.

15. You can’t stand still. Verizon was known as the Mercedes-Benz of cell phone companies. It’s still the best, but its competitors are creeping up behind it. But, once again, the visionary/builder is long gone and the present management team is flailing. Suddenly Verizon, a company with too much cash, is in the content and advertising businesses? Give ’em credit, they’re moving forward, could work, but one would feel better about the company if it merged with one that was already a high-flier in the space. Verizon and Facebook, Verizon and Google… Then one plus one equals three, maybe. But adding the minuscule advertising footprints of AOL and Yahoo to a company that doesn’t do that? Kinda like adding Skrillex and Diplo to En Vogue.

16. Common decency counts. Showing up on time and giving respect is key when you’re the CEO. The stories of Marissa Mayer’s faux pas superseded her efforts to turn the company around.

17. Kick the tires first, spend later. Mayer spent so much on new hires so early, many of whom washed out, that she looked amateurish and tainted the company.

18. No one likes a downer. Our nation runs on optimism. The media wanted to believe Yahoo could be resuscitated, but sometimes a mercy killing is the best way to go.

The Tony Schwartz Story

“Donald Trump’s Ghostwriter Tells All”

The problem with Americans is they don’t read.

We live in a visual society. Once upon a time we thought the written word was returning, via the internet, where typing was king. But not anymore, Instagram blew a giant hole in that paradigm, and Snapchat came driving through thereafter. It’s all image all the time, all sound bites, and he who is not hustling, moving his piece further down the board, is falling behind.

So, our society is either self-promoting with sharp elbows, employing manipulation, or passively consuming content made to keep citizens in their troughs, the pigs getting fattened on government subsidized corn for the slaughter.

I ain’t never gonna vote for Donald Trump. But I did think he threw a needed monkey wrench into the Republican primaries, he dismantled political correctness overnight, yet I thought he had knowledge, ability, skill, that he earned his status and was wise under the surface.

I don’t think that anymore.

I was duped. I too believed those who are rich and famous have substance, especially if you went to Wharton, Penn’s an Ivy League school, and there were no dummies at Middlebury, then again, the degree doesn’t have quite the same cachet, it only means something in ski country, a subset of a subset of a subset of society, which when I wandered into the mountains way back when was not a moneyed class far removed from the rank and file, that came with income inequality, that came later.

And the truth is everybody poor reveres everybody rich. That’s reality, that’s the American Dream. Despite right wing carping, there is no more safety net, Bill Clinton got rid of that in the nineties, when our entire nation moved to the right, leaving liberals on an ice floe far from land while Republicans not only took over the judiciary system, but defined the debate, that’s what right wing talk radio and Fox News and Frank Luntz are all about, changing our perception. The truth is they’ve done a good job of labeling the imperfect Hillary Clinton as a crook sellout, someone unfit for office because she’s skilled at playing the game and shades the truth, sound like Bill O’Reilly to you?

But Bill O’Reilly is not running for office, he’s on the side of the people. That’s what he says on television, on the fair and balanced station. He’s got the best ratings, he’s got a burgeoning book career, he’s got acolytes, who are vocal, those who just don’t like that change has happened and they’re getting the short end of the stick.

The rich don’t bother with O’Reilly. The rich have disconnected from society, they don’t bother to debate. If someone supposedly wealthy is getting down in the pit and pontificating they’re either not that wealthy or they’re dumb. You can’t win with the public, because it’s not about you but people’s frustration. You want to keep your distance from the hoi polloi, unless you’re selling to them.

And that’s what the media does, sell advertising.

And Trump sells himself.

They’re made for each other. Without the former there is no latter. The media loved the Trump story, it sold ads at high prices, and ever since Larry Tisch ran CBS television news has been seen as a profit center, less about doing right than making money.

But the country runs on “The New York Times.” Because it’s got boots on the ground. But the “Times” is living in the twentieth century, it doesn’t know how to capitalize on its power, and its owners and employees find the power game abhorrent, they just want to push out the news…

And then Fox and the right wing employ the “Times”‘s reporting to set their own agenda, their talking points. The left wing too, but the left wing doesn’t get a voice, because of gotcha politics, working the refs, if you’re on the left and you say anything about raising taxes and the safety net you’re shouted down, made fun of. Taxes are a dirty word, but our nation runs on them, think about that.

So it’s bite-sized chunks of info all the time. The details are papered over, if they ever see the light of day. Hillary isn’t an experienced pol, she’s the woman who let our men die in Benghazi! That’s like criticizing the home run hitter for kicking the water cooler. Oh, now I’m gonna get e-mail from the right, I equated human lives with inanimate objects, that’s how it works folks.

So, if you’ve got an HBO subscription, if you’re a fan of Bill Maher, you saw Tony Schwartz on TV, decrying the Trump campaign, insisting he wrote “The Art Of The Deal” and the Donald has never read a book in his life.

The online buzz has been about “The New Yorker” article, which delineates all this.

I didn’t think I needed to read it.

But I just did, and it’s horrifying.

You can read it, you should read it, but the point is most people WON’T read it!

They don’t have the time, they want to vote on emotion and likability, that’s how George W. got into office, because he was more fun to have a beer with than Al Gore, supposedly anyway.

We live in a factless society. That’s what the information revolution has delivered, everybody gets their news from their own sources, and if you’re not biased in your position you’re losing. That’s right, cede an inch and you’ve given away the store.

So there’s gridlock.

And not only a lack of compassion, but a complete lack of understanding.

So, we spend time polishing our image on social media so others will think well of us. Come on, that’s why you post, otherwise what’s the point? I mean you can share birthday pics once a year, but every day? It makes you feel good, it makes you think you’re getting somewhere.

And the Donald makes some people feel good. Because he’s not like them. You know, the people who actually know stuff, who’ve done the hard work. Despite all this hogwash about putting in the effort to get ahead the truth is America is lazy, it doesn’t want to do what it doesn’t want to do. Math is too hard, lower the standards, I don’t have to know how to think, I’m just gonna be selling or becoming a reality TV star or online influencer, I don’t need no stinking basics, and you wonder why Trump can triumph with no basics in evidence.

All you people who put in your time, to get advanced degrees from renowned institutions, who can keep two opposing thoughts in your brain at the same time, the joke’s on you. You still think it’s the old days… Hell, PhD’s can’t get professorships and professors are barely middle class, what makes you think you’re so special? What kind of car do you drive, where do you vacation, what’s your favorite club in Vegas? I don’t want to hear your opinions, everybody’s got ’em, the fact that yours are informed and mine are not…WHO CARES!

So all of you intellectuals who read the paper and analyze, the truth is in getting ahead you’ve been left behind, you cooked your own goose. You’re guilty, of course, of not pulling the great unwashed along with you on your journey, but you thought they would stay in their ignorant hole causing no trouble.

Not anymore.

It’s entertainment 24/7.

It’s about fame.

Ask Taylor Swift, ask Kanye, they’re in the news all the time.

But they’re not on TV, which despite its denigration, despite all the talk of cord-cutting, is still the big kahuna, television rules, it shapes minds, it drives our country and…

Donald Trump had his own prime time show for years!

And if you think you know the actors in sitcoms, what makes you think people don’t believe they know Donald Trump?

It’s all an illusion folks. But the idolmakers lost control. Roger Ailes may have lost his job, but before that he lost control of the narrative, Donald Trump brought him and Megyn Kelly and Fox News to their knees.

And even the “Times” lauds Kelly, it’s afraid of excoriating her, for fear of right wing backlash. But tell me again, what exactly are her news chops? Was she embedded in Iraq? Did she bring down Enron? She might be educated and able to think on her feet, but there’s no there there, only image.

Our whole nation is in thrall to image. From nincompoops like Gigi Hadid to…

Donald Trump.

He’s gonna win folks. Michael Moore said it on that same Bill Maher program and I’m starting to believe it. Especially with the DNC e-mail leaks. They kept Bernie down, now they want his supporters to be with her? I don’t think so.

And she is part of the elite establishment.

And never mind going to Wellesley or Yale, if you didn’t even go to college, if you’re sick and tired of being mistreated by those who think they’re better than you…

You’re never gonna vote for her.

This is about mass ignorance.

This is about pulling the wool over our own eyes.

This is about giving respect to the unrespectable.

And if you think a Clinton victory will make it all go away, make everything right…

You’ve got no idea that most colleges are paper mills. And despite billionaires walking the earth, it’s hard for most people to pay their rent, especially in the city, where what opportunity is left survives. Hell, there’s even revolt in San Francisco, one of the most liberal municipalities in America… Where is everybody gonna live when the techies take over? Kansas, where the public schools have been stripped and business has gotten tax relief to the point where the government can’t make ends meet?

Don’t be smug. If wrong wasn’t right how would Scott Walker have survived his recall election and gotten re-elected in what was previously seen as one of the most liberal states in the Union?

It’s time for desperate measures.

It’s time for truth.

And that truth is America is stupid and until we correct this, agree facts rule and education and experience count, we’re screwed.

Friday Night Playlist

Friday Night Playlist – Spotify

Friday night, nothing much to do but hang around

“Long Flowing Robe”
Todd Rundgren

From Todd’s second solo LP, “The Ballad Of Todd Rundgren,” the best work he ever did, and as a result of streaming services it’s right at your fingertips to check out. This album, and especially its predecessor, were almost impossible to find, coming out on the Ampex label, that’s right, like the tape. I bought both as cut-outs. I was astounded how good “Ballad” was and still is, in an alternative universe this is well-known, there’s not a clunker on it, listen and be AMAZED!


The sky is burnin’
I believe my soul’s on fire

“Burnin’ Sky”
Bad Company

From the fourth LP, the nadir of the group’s work, before the renaissance with “Desolation Angels.”

This track went through my head all last night, Friday night, because Santa Clarita is burning up, you could see the flames, a halo of destruction mere miles away, a plume of smoke blowing towards Glendale, today covering the entire Valley.


I was dirty and you took me home and washed my face

“Leaving You”
Bad Company

This is the other great track on the “Burnin’ Sky” album, actually the best, even better than the title track. I remember Robert Hilburn excoriating the lyrics, but I could never get over the sound, that vocal. Whoever thought of marrying Mick Ralphs and Paul Rodgers was a genius. And speaking of genius, we always thought in Mott The Hoople it was Ian Hunter, but that’s not true, the act was never as good with Ariel Bender, then again, that first Ian Hunter solo LP on Chrysalis is better than any of Mott’s work other than the first Columbia album, you know, the one with “All The Young Dudes.”


Freedom is the only thing means a damn to me

“Simple Man”
Bad Company

Since I’m on a Bad Company kick, this is from the previous album, “Run With The Pack,” the third. This is the second cut, maybe my favorite Bad Company cut ever, even more than “Seagull.” These lyrics go through my brain whenever I’m on top of a mountain, skis on my feet, outside the law with my own destiny in my hands. Don’t need no gun for that, just some powder and sunshine, even a storm.


“Lonely For Your Love”
Bad Company

Not the best cut on “Desolation Angels,” but the intensity of the vocal puts it way over the top, this is what it’s like when people sing and mean it, not the histrionics of the melisma masters, those people on TV competitions who don’t know singing comes from the soul, not the vocal cords.


Hey last night when the moon was new

“How About That”
Bad Company

Actually, it was full a couple of nights back, but last night you couldn’t see a damn thing. This is from the 1992 album “Here Comes Trouble,” the one with the other lead singer, Brian Howe, I know, heretical, but I always loved this. I was thinking of Bud Prager, the manager during this period last night. Long story, I watched this film on Netflix, the “Invitation,” can’t recommend it but I will, kind of a horror thingy, with an amazing twist. Starts slow, the ending could be more dramatic, but the climax, when the truth comes out, WHEW! And at the end they look out over the hills, and… I won’t ruin the movie but the last time I saw Bud Prager it was in the Hollywood Hills in a house just like that back in the early part of the century, he told me all the rock and roll stories, mostly about his best friend Felix Pappalardi and Cream and now…they’re both gone.


“It’s The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)”

Actually, I don’t.

But this song has been going through my brain all day, it’s dark, like end times in L.A. today, that’s what the smoke and ash from the fire has done.

It’s weird, it’s not fine.



My favorite R.E.M. cut, because of the majesty, and the intensity of the vocal. Seems like we need R.E.M. right about now, can they reunite, even with Bill Berry, in support of Hillary, they’re big lefties. I know, I know, we need acts that appeal to the younger generation, but they grew up in an era where you don’t do anything that might tarnish your brand, alienate some potential customers. But now that she’s pop and not country can’t Taylor Swift come out for Hillary, I mean she’s all about girl power, how about demonstrating some real belief?


Oh mama, I’m in fear for my life from the long arm of the law


I know, I know, you hate Styx. I’m not a big fan myself, however I do love me some Tommy Shaw and this is one of his cuts. I know it by heart, it got a ton of airplay way back when, as well as “Blue Collar Man (Long Nights)” from the same LP, “Pieces Of Eight,” but…

It’s just for fans going to the shed for triple-headers every summer, right?


Watch this!:

Narcos – Main Trailer – Season 2

That’s the trailer for season two of “Narcos,” and twenty odd seconds in, when the voice over ends and the Netflix logo comes on…you’ll hear “Renegade.” Could this be Styx’s “Don’t Stop Believin'” moment? That’s right, the Journey track was hiding in plain sight and then the “Sopranos” made it a cultural institution. “Narcos” could do the same for Styx.

Well, a man can dream, can’t he?


I went back to the doctor
To get another shrink

“The Real Me”
Alfie Boe, Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, Robert Ziegler
“Pete Towshend’s Classic Quadrophenia”

Actually, my shrink is on vacation for a month, I could use him right about now, it’s been quite a week, with too many issues still unresolved.

This is what I love about Spotfy, that everything’s available, stuff that I didn’t even know existed or forgot about, like this album, check it out, it’s pretty powerful.


How many friends have I really got
You can count ’em on one hand
How many friends have I really got
How many friends have I really got
That love me, that want me, that’ll take me as I am

“How Many Friends”
The Who

From the disappointing LP “By Numbers,” but this is my favorite track on the record.

I was searching on Pete Townshend and found what I thought was a demo album but it turned out to be an entire record of interviews, I’m including the ones on “How Many Friends” here.

I’m also including the original studio track.


We know all success
When we all find our own dreams
And our love is enough
To knock down any walls

“Pure And Easy”
Pete Townshend

From the first solo album, “Who Came First,” which was unavailable for years until Rykodisc released a deluxe version in the eighties. Pete’s solo work is better than his late work with the Who, this is my favorite track of his.


They say that love often passes in a second
And you can never catch it up
So I’m hanging on to you as though eternity beckons
But it’s clear that the match is rough

“A Little Is Enough”
Pete Townshend

His best solo cut ever, from the hit album “Empty Glass” which is akin to “The Ballad Of Todd Rundgren,” however not as consistent but with peaks even higher.

One of my favorite love songs ever.

And those SOUNDS!


“We’re Not Gonna Take It”
The Who
“Live In Canada/1969”

So it’s two a.m. and I’m sitting outside and I’m deep into a Pete Townshend trance and I find this, an expanded version of “Tommy” with a live performance of the rock opera, from back when bands were testing limits, even though it took a couple of years for the mainstream to catch on, specifically after the Woodstock movie.

I saw this tour, one of the three best shows ever.

And listening to all these cuts you’ll be stunned how great Roger Daltrey’s voice is. Made me wince at Desert Trip, none of these people can still hit the notes.


Ever since I was young boy I played the silver ball

“Pinball Wizard”
Pete Townshend

Yes, this same expanded version of “Tommy” contains demos, and Pete’s voice is underwhelming but when you hear that explosive guitar in your left ear you’re reminded of lying on your bedroom floor listening to the studio take on headphones, waiting for that stereo effect.


Every year is the same
I feel it again
I’m a loser, no chance to win

“I’m One”
Pete Townshend

Do you have this take, from “Deep End Live!”? It’s even better than the original on “Quadrophenia.”

One thing I’ve come to realize as I’ve gotten older…

Everybody’s lost, everybody’s insecure, many just put up a good front. Of course this is common wisdom, but now I FEEL IT!


“Diamond In The Rough”
Shawn Colvin

In my iTunes library I’ve got an MP3 of Pete Townshend singing this, from Shawn Colvin’s initial LP, she might have won a Grammy for “Sunny Came Home” but she was never as good as this again, this is the first cut that enraptured me, the advance cassette got me through the breakup with my wife, we all need something riding shotgun as we go down the avalanche.


“Baby Seat”
Barenaked Ladies

I think I saw Barenaked Ladies were performing in the area, Songkick is integrated into Spotify. This is my favorite Barenaked Ladies cut, I discovered it when the 2002 Olympics when the band performed and I got hooked and downloaded so much of their work. And I saw the group last year in Vail, during the World Championships, but they didn’t do this and won’t because it’s a Steven Page song and he’s no longer in the group. And they were astoundingly good despite not having a hit in eons, they had a sense of humor about themselves and that’s always appreciated. But I wish the act could reunite. Not sure what’s going on, but I do know once you’re past your hits and you’re living off your touring revenue…no one wants to split the money further.


There was a time, not too far gone
When I was changed by just a song

“Hot Summer Nights”
Walter Egan

I wondered if this was on Spotify, a couple of weeks back I checked and found out Walter Egan had a recent album, just a couple of years back, and I pulled it up, ready to wince, but it was really good, anybody who was a fan would like it, it’s called “Myth America,” I almost wrote about it but I know no one cares, especially when there’s not a hit, but back in the seventies we purchased albums of acts we were fans of and dropped the needle and they satisfied us, whether they were on the radio or not.

But “Hot Summer Nights” was on the radio, just not in the Walter Egan iteration, it was covered by this act Night, the lead singer was Stevie Vann, I did some research, but what I never knew was she was the wife of MUTT LANGE!

Night’s version is on Spotify but I’m not gonna put it on this playlist, because it’s the same song but not the same record. Egan’s take is intimate, it’s all about the picking…

Those songs we sung are in us still
Ringing out with all their might
In the heart of a hot summer night

I played new stuff first, I was coursing through the playlists, the pop hits, the country hits, the up and coming country tracks but…the more I listened the more disoriented I became, I needed to be rooted and when I went on my journey back I was stunned to find these acts were even more talented than acknowledged, they deserved recognition, but they’re fading in the rearview mirror…