(A review, just posted to LibraryThing, re-posted here with some minor adjusting and additions …) I’ve made a point of keeping this one within arm’s reach. If I’m making pancakes on a weekend morning, why not learn a bit about America’s pre-NASA space program at the same time? If I’m grilling a rack of turkey …
Cerberus Just Needed More Playtime Sunday afternoon, Nikki and I hopped in the car and headed to Ikea. Storage needs, let us show you them? Along the way, I needed two things: gas for the car and an ice cold Coke Zero* for me. So I stopped at the corner BP, one of about twenty …
Twenty-five years ago, I wanted to be as cool as Michael Jackson. We all did. Everything he did was worthy of our attention. I missed his appearance on the Motown special, the night that he debuted the moonwalk, but I sure did hear about it the next day at school. “Did you see that?” The …
I’ve seen Rufus Wainwright three times over his career. The first was back in 1998, I believe, at the Variety Playhouse. Imogen Heap opened, before she reinvented herself. With only a single major label album to his credit, he ran through his self-titled debut perfectly. The set was peppered with hints of things to come, …
This should come as no surprise. 1. St. Elsewhere – Gnarls Barkley. (Previously mentioned here and here and here and here.) Play it cool all you want. Reach for obscurity to establish a proper critic’s credibility. But there is no denying that this album is the best that 2006 had to offer. Its only flaw …
Six down, four to go. Here’s four through two. 4. Lupe Fiasco’s Food & Liquor – Lupe Fiasco. (Previously mentioned.) Born Wasalu Muhammad Jaco in 1981, Lupe surfaced first on Kanye’s “Touch The Sky.” He was the kid who name-checked Lupin the 3rd, an admittance of geek-awareness that informed eventually his entire debut album. Don’t …
Another day, another three. 7. Back to Black – Amy Winehouse. Chances are, you’ve not heard of this girl. Or if you have, her reputation has preceded her talent. The British tabloid press can’t stop headlining her, talking about her tendency to drink and raise her own kind of hell, usually with a patronizing attitude …
2006. A decent year for music. In some respects, a damned fine year for it. And not all of the goodness was new for me. My own musical awareness expanded outward and backward, resulting in a new appreciation for Bollywood playback singers and a new interest in a large swath of early seventies soul. But …
I meant to post my reaction to the much-anticipated Coca-Cola Blak some weeks ago, but the idea must’ve slipped my mind. Having just read Amber‘s rather positive review, I believe it is only fair to balance the scales of appreciation. How is Blak? Well, imagine that you have one of those Dum-Dum Pops. You know, …
You have a choice. Either stay here and read this meme-thing, or go over to JIVE to see my review of Elizabethtown. (You stayed? Damn.) I don’t even know where this particular meme started. But I’ve been tagged by the red-painted pirate, so I will comply. What were three of the stupidest things you have …
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