Where do I BEGIN?? So I’m driving down Fairfax Sunday night, listening to the Boneyard, and the riff starts to sound pretty good.  I look down at the readout and see it’s BUCKCHERRY! I HATE Buckcherry.  It’s that lead singer with all the tattoos, never wearing a shirt.  But this riff, I’m digging it.  And […]

We lived for "Whipping Post".  The version that took up the entire fourth side of "Fillmore East".  It was a ritual.  At the end of a long day the band from Georgia and a little smoke would calm us down. The previous spring, only insiders, the cognoscenti, were aware of "Idlewild South".  Suddenly, the double […]

Last night on KLSX a caller in Orange County, an early TWENTYSOMETHING, reported that he had paid $4,000 for front row tickets to see Paul McCartney. Yes, that was the topic.  Ticket prices.  What was a fair price. Stunningly, the only people complaining that prices were too high were those who never go.  As for […]

I don’t give a fuck.  If the South American dame knocked on my door I wouldn’t open it.  She was the most credible of Latin artists and then she came to America and blanded herself out to such a degree that she was unrecognizable to anybody who’d ever been exposed to her.  If only she […]