Sometimes you only have to hear a record once. And this I heard on the only rock station in Salt Lake City.  It was entitled "Dog Days".  There was a moodiness that always appeals to me, but mostly it was the vocalist, and the chorus: The dog days were scorchersSouthern torture Living out of a […]

Wake up mama, turn your lamp down low… If you went to college in the early seventies, you know these words by heart.  It’s Gregg Allman’s opening line from the finest concert album of all time, "Live At Fillmore East".  And last night, the band performed that album from start to finish, I’d say note […]

This is not a good movie, but some of the performances are SO good you’ll want to pack up your guitar, move to California and try to make it, so you too can feel the exhilaration, the thrill of singing the song inside you and finding out the whole world feels exactly like you and […]

If you write a great song, it can be covered by anybody.  Even Slade. Yes, Noddy Holder sang John Sebastian’s lyrics, and even the great songwriter in his own right, Jules Shear, and I’ve got this live solo acoustic version by Bruce Hornsby that’s so wistful it makes you remember not only your summer camp […]