When you think of rock music what do you remember? Do you remember just the music of the band or do you remember the way they look? Do you gravitate toward a band based on appearance or shock value before you do their music? Do you see the message of the band in their stage appearance and think to yourself that you really need to pay attention to this band because of it or do you discount them immediately based on appearance and refuse to give their music a chance? It's a legitimate question isn't it? It happens regularly in the workplace and in entertainment to this day, so which camp are you in? What if the very first time you EVER encountered a band you were presented with a split second to see their appearance and then hear their music, would it then matter?
Music. The one thing that has been a constant in my life, and this is a reflection of my musical tastes, opinions, trivia and well quite frankly, rants. Music is in all of us, this is merely my journey.
Wednesday, August 30, 2017
Thursday, August 17, 2017
LA Guns - Poopy's In Savanna, Illinois - July 8th, 2017
The late '80s - early '90s where a very strange time for music. There was a massive conglomeration of bands and artists all trying to look and sound the same while acting as if they were the true originals. While every band that came from the Sunset Strip had the hair, the attitude and the music down there were some bands that stood above them all. What if there was one man, a "Pied Piper" if you will that not only started one iconic band back then but started TWO? Two bands that traveled the same dingy streets of LA and became two of the greatest bands of that generation. What if one of those bands "reloaded" themselves and came back to do it all over again but this time even better?
Monday, August 14, 2017
Loud-N-Lima - Day 2 July 22nd, 2017
The world is a giant music festival, or at least that is how it seems to be for me. I have traveled far and wide to go to even the smallest of music festivals. I have battled crowds so deep I think that people gave up trying to walk to the bathroom and just went where they stood. I have been to a festival that literally had a promoter asking people to foot the bar tab so they could still sell beer at the festival. I have been so sunburned that a year after the sunburn I still had a vicious tan line and I have seen things that cannot be unseen at music festivals that not even bleach and a great IT guy could wipe clean. But is it possible that another festival could make the list of obscure references that beg you for more information? Well...
Thursday, August 10, 2017
The Story of My Life or at Least Part of It.
What if we could look back at a part of our lives and have everything revealed with one simple trigger? Sure we can see a singular event and have a flood of memories flood us but what if everything that happened was like walking back in the same footsteps in an ordinary day of our lives? What if that one ordinary day really had no significance and it really was only just a standard day in our life but its meaning was everything we ever had or wanted? This sounds complex, isn't this entire blog about music and not a jaunt down memory lane?
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