Amy Winehouse Death Revisited
There is no moral, no lesson, NOTHING in Amy Winehouse death
pictures of the anonymous artists who are responsible for cleaning up and repainting the Figure 8/Elliott Smith Memorial wall on Sunset boulevard.
a mix of country-folk-bring-the tambourines, with Rademaker’s Dylan-esque nasal voice
“I THROW MY HANDS UP IN THE AIR SOMETIIII-“..
watching him in such a state of gratefulness and realization that no matter what he has fans is humbling
The various Monkees were getting along fine
It took me a while to get into them in concert, to see their layers, to uncover that bit of spark
provides you with so much joy and you can’t help but smile and want to jump around
the sort of songs you wish you could hear on a bright afternoon cruising the streets
with an assist from Matthew Kelleher and his 1966 Ford Mustang Convertible
Former Bauhaus and Love and Rockets bassist David J has a new take on the famous murder mystery
Ceasar is growing up faster than you can say baby Einstein
more music to cover for me!
At the time Presley was nailing an average of three girls a day
And however bad Tyler and Hodgy are, are they any worse than a true dick like Springsteen, who pays no taxes on 200 acres of farmland, or the entire loathsome egotist Win Butler.
women rappers last best hope becomes a pop star
There’s something so unique about it that I can’t seem to put my finger on.