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I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

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So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


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Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra case joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis sale no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra case joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis sale no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra generic view joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra case joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis sale no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra generic view joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis cheap no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra case joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis sale no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra generic view joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis cheap no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, site no! I want them to listen to somber, pharmacy depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautifully somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Ave Maria, .
Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.
Sweet Old World, Lucinda Williams.
Goodbye, Emmylou Harris.
I Am Blessed, Eric Bibb.
Don’t Ever Let Nobody Drag You Down, Eric Bibb,
Give Me Strength, Eric Clapton.
All Things Must Pass, George Harrison.
Our Town, Iris DeMent.
Fire and Rain, James Taylor.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra case joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis sale no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra generic view joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis cheap no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, site no! I want them to listen to somber, pharmacy depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautifully somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Ave Maria, .
Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.
Sweet Old World, Lucinda Williams.
Goodbye, Emmylou Harris.
I Am Blessed, Eric Bibb.
Don’t Ever Let Nobody Drag You Down, Eric Bibb,
Give Me Strength, Eric Clapton.
All Things Must Pass, George Harrison.
Our Town, Iris DeMent.
Fire and Rain, James Taylor.


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I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra case joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis sale no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra generic view joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis cheap no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, site no! I want them to listen to somber, pharmacy depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautifully somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Ave Maria, .
Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.
Sweet Old World, Lucinda Williams.
Goodbye, Emmylou Harris.
I Am Blessed, Eric Bibb.
Don’t Ever Let Nobody Drag You Down, Eric Bibb,
Give Me Strength, Eric Clapton.
All Things Must Pass, George Harrison.
Our Town, Iris DeMent.
Fire and Rain, James Taylor.


Seriously, generic cialis seek who doesn’t love the cello?

Plaintive, pills almost meditative.

A few honest words

Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, cialis buy cialis an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, discount viagra advice and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, clinic “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  Using a harmonica to play the main riff is a perfect counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, discount viagra mind “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, for sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.
Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis buy cialis “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, viagra sales medical what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, from their 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven
, The Watson Twins.


Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, viagra buy sildenafil an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, generic cialis viagra and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, pilule “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but in the meanwhile, check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s a joy to watch musicians who clearly love performing.


And really, you gotta love the mandolin, right??

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  The harmonica is a cool and unexpected counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun. I have an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection. I also have a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, cialis sale prescription “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, cialis sale what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, cialis I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s actually rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

I love that cover, but I also LOVE the Watson Twin’s version too.

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.



I was recently on a panel of music experts to discuss the proliferation of music blogs and their use of copyrighted materials, best viagra ask and at one point a douchebag record label lawyer-for-hire, without any sense of irony, proceeded to lecture the panel about the integrity of music and its creators…like Britney Spears. While I perfectly acknowledge Britney’s right to breathe, I have serious objections to the inclusion of Britney Spears in any sentence containing the words, “integrity”, “music”, and “creator”. The douchebag then asked the panel, “How many of you have a music blog?” Every hand but mine proudly went up. Ohhh woe is me – what kind of a music expert am I?!? I’m obviously nothing but a pretender. When asked why I had such a gaping hole in my life, I simply said,

“Hmmm…I love music and I like to write, so why the hell not?!?”

Now, of course, this was an entirely imaginary, albeit elaborate conversation in the skewed corners of my mind that, perhaps in retrospect, borders a little too closely on delusion. Nonetheless, I do love many forms of music and generally don’t find writing to be a completely debilitating activity, so indeed, why the hell not?!? What harm could it possibly do? At worst, I’ll just join the growing ranks of blogs that started with much fanfare (frequent posts and a smattering of obligatory comments from family/friends/other much more popular bloggers returning the favor mostly out of pity) only to die a slow, painful death (infrequent posts and self-submitted comments pretending to be fans). As Cracker once put it, the world needs another music blog like I need a hole in my head – or, uhm, something like that. But music matters, and I want to share the music that I love; sometimes I wish I could even force people to love it – is that so wrong???

I should mention that I am a recovering music snob; I don’t and can’t conceal it entirely, but I do promise to keep it to a minimum because in the end nobody likes snobs. I really don’t want to be a snob – really. I’m working on it. I’ll get better. So I appreciate, in advance, your understanding and patience.

Britney Spears is an affront to music.
Oops, I did it a-gain.


[Photo can be found here]

Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales and joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. But…they’re all beautifully somber, soul-achingly depressing songs. To that end, I made a mix for Amanda (and others) to be played about a month after my death, which I hope is many years in the future – of course, I probably just cursed myself to an early death. Lyrically, they’re not all about death, but each one of them evokes just that right something. They should be played late at night, lights off, sitting in front of a window with a view of the skyline or on a porch under a star-filled sky, drink in hand, contemplative mind, grateful heart.

I don’t know about you, but I find it immensely comforting to listen to melancholic songs so it’s no surprise that many of these songs have been featured on multiple mixes over the past 20 years. They’re an indelible part of me that will live on.

So in the coming months and years I’ll highlight a random selection from this ever-growing mix.

Don’t Look Back, John Lee Hooker with Van Morrison (from The Best of Friends – Buy Here). It’s John Lee Hooker and Van Morrison – what more could I possibly say? There’s something wondrous about Hooker’s world-weary baritone voice as it hovers above the melody carved out by soulful electric guitar riffs and delicate Hammond B-3 lines. And then Van Morrison drops by and kicks up the soulful factor by a few notches in a way that only Van Morrison can (one of these days, I’ll have to take on the daunting task of finally writing down what Van Morrison’s music has meant in my life.)

Seriously, listen to the song in the proper setting (as described earlier) – you’ll thank me for it.

Keep Me In Your Heart, cialis generic approved
Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, discount cialis clinic W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Keep Me In Your Heart, generic viagra medicine Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra case joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis sale no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra generic view joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, viagra sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, cialis cheap no! I want them to listen to somber, depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautiful somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.


Do I want my loved ones to listen to happy, cialis sales cialis joyful songs to fight off deep sadness?? Hell, site no! I want them to listen to somber, pharmacy depressing and melancholic songs! But…they’re all beautifully somber, depressing and melancholic songs.

Ave Maria, .
Keep Me In Your Heart, Warren Zevon.
Funny How Time Slips Away, W.C. Clark.
Fields of Gold, Eva Cassidy.
Drown In My Own Tears, Ray Charles.
Father and Son, Cat Stevens.
Tank Park Salute, Billy Bragg.
Love Letter, Nick Cave.
Angel, Sarah McLachlan.
Spirit in the Sky, Norman Greenbaum.
The Sad Cafe, The Eagles.
There is a light that never goes out, The Smiths.
America, Simon & Garfunkel.
A Change Is Gonna Come, Sam Cooke.
Rain, Patty Griffin.
Don’t Let Me Down, The Stereophonics.
Sea of Love, Cat Power.
Orange Sky, Alexi Murdoch.
Je Pense a Toi, Amadou & Mariam.
In My Time of Dying, The Be Good Tanyas.
God Only Knows, The Beach Boys.
Don’t Worry Baby, The Beach Boys.
In My Life, The Beatles.
There Will Be A Light, Ben Harper & The Blind Boys of Alabama.
You Can’t Always Get What You Want, Billy Morrissey & Greg Brown.
Tomorrow Is Today, Billy Joel.
Summer, Highland Falls, Billy Joel.
Simple Twist of Fate, Bob Dylan.
Shooting Stae, Bob Dylan.
Sweet Old World, Lucinda Williams.
Goodbye, Emmylou Harris.
I Am Blessed, Eric Bibb.
Don’t Ever Let Nobody Drag You Down, Eric Bibb,
Give Me Strength, Eric Clapton.
All Things Must Pass, George Harrison.
Our Town, Iris DeMent.
Fire and Rain, James Taylor.


Seriously, generic cialis seek who doesn’t love the cello?

Plaintive, pills almost meditative.

A few honest words

Oy.  I have a stack of new records and CDs begging to be spun, cialis buy cialis an unimaginable number of hours ahead of me before I can begin to even think about tagging my digital collection, discount viagra advice and a long list of mixes to make for Amanda who’s growing impatient. Oh what was it she said to me recently…oh yeah, clinic “Where the hell are my mixes?!? Don’t hit that pedestrian! And seriously, what’s up with Jung’s Collective Unconscious and why does he think he can get away with conflating the biological subconscious with the psychic unconscious – who does he think he is??”

Ok, I may have embellished a little. I think she actually said, “Honey, how’s it going on the mixes?”. Whatever, same diff.

So…anyway, I’ve been on an 80s kick for the past few months. It’s rather embarrassing to discover how little I actually knew about bands from the 80s. Thank goodness it’s never too late to discover and rediscover great music. I’m still immersed in it and don’t want to write about it yet, but I do want you to check out this video of Damion Suomi and David Fountain covering The Cure’s “Just Like Heaven”, originally from the 1987 album, Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me. It’s infectious to watch musicians who clearly enjoy performing.


You gotta love the mandolin.

Great cover.  Here’s another,

Just Like Heaven, The Watson Twins.  Using a harmonica to play the main riff is a perfect counterpoint to the Twins’ ethereal vocal harmonies.


Seriously, viagra generic troche who doesn’t love the cello? One of very few instruments that somehow manage to have a majestic yet intimate quality, viagra generic cialis sale the cello just makes me feel…good. Its timbre is as unmistakable as its resonance is deep. While most people inevitably associate the cello to Classical music and in turn to one of its most popular figures, cure Yo-Yo Ma, it’s actually quite satisfying to hear it used in other genres. Admittedly, Yo-Yo Ma himself has a long history of incorporating it in his genre-bending albums, but I had never heard it featured in popular music until I came across Ben Sollee’s Learning to Bend album from 2008. Despite what may seem like a handicap, he seamlessly blended Americana, Jazz and even a hint of R&B (the real kind, of course).

A few years ago, I attended a concert at one of my favorite venues in Chicago, The Old Town School of Folk Music, and was completely mesmerized by the opening act, Abigail Washburn (also a member of Uncle Earl, whose Waterloo, Tennessee album is one of the best contemporary old-time country/bluegrass albums in recent years). It was through her incredible debut solo album, Song of the Traveling Daughter, that I first heard of Sollee. While his cello is heard on every song, I was too transfixed by Washburn’s voice and banjo (or maybe it was the occasional bluegrass song she sang in Mandarin…) to give any further thought to Sollee himself. He later joined Washburn’s Sparrow Quartet band, alongside Bela Fleck and Casey Driessen.

Learning to Bend was released a few months later and it immediately became one of my favorite albums of the year. The combination of unique instrumentation, earnest lyrics and soulful delivery demanded repeated listening – and I complied.

A few honest words, Ben Sollee. A plaintive, almost meditative plea for politicians (and probably Bush in particular) to be…real. The plucked cello and dirge-like fiddle set the perfect atmosphere. One of my favorite tracks from 2008.

How to see the sun rise, Ben Sollee. Jazz- and Soul-influenced, Sollee urges a former lover to give him a second chance and teach him how to…

hold a bird in my hand and watch it grow
See those feathers bloom
But don’t let it fly
Even though that’s what it’s supposed to do

It’s not impossible, Ben Sollee. While the lyrics lament societal expectations for boys to not cry, what initially grabbed my attention was the lively instrumentation straight out of Bela Fleck and the Flecktones (minus Wooten’s driving bass). And yes, that is Bela on banjo.

The entire album is wonderful, and it was just released on vinyl – so get it!

I also highly recommend Abigail Washburn’s beautiful Song of the Traveling Daughter album.

Sometimes, Abigail Washburn.


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