We’ve been shooting reds and yellows all day… The night before my first college vacation I went with my friend Larry to the Batts, to visit his girlfriend Karen, whom he’d met the second day of school. It didn’t last. But it went on a good long time. They turned out to be opposites. She […]

By time I moved to Los Angeles, Sammy Hagar had already left Montrose. The ubiquitous airplay of the band’s debut had already faded. And therefore I only caught the fumes of Sammy playing the classics as the decade wore on. Music used to be regional. If you didn’t live in the neighborhood, if your local […]

And I thought love was only true in fairy tales. The legend of the Monkees is that they didn’t write their own songs, they didn’t play their own instruments, the whole think was fake. WRONG! The Monkees were the first indication that we’d won. That the old guard, the establishment, our parents, were no longer […]

Early morning, April 4Shot rings out in the Memphis sky "Pride (In The Name Of Love)"U2 Actually, it was 6:01 PM. Not that we’d expect Irishmen to get it right. Not that we’d expect Americans to get it right, certainly not white Americans. I was sitting at my desk, doing my algebra homework, transistor by […]