The Jimi Hendrix Experience — Live at Berkeley
Folks, it’s been a long lockdown. I’m writing this in the latter half of December 2020, having endured what most sensible people have endured for the past 10 months. We’ve barely left the house;...
Ramblings about My Records
Folks, it’s been a long lockdown. I’m writing this in the latter half of December 2020, having endured what most sensible people have endured for the past 10 months. We’ve barely left the house;...
As I mentioned last time, I was thinking more and more about my Hendrix-less lifestyle. I watched all of the amazing performance at Monterey, and then listened to an internet bootleg called “The Blues...
I’ve struggled to write about this one because it requires a painful personal admission: until the beginning of this year, I owned no Jimi Hendrix albums. Not on vinyl, not on digital, not in...
In 1988, I was very much still trying to figure my way into the blues but, as I’ve written before, I was daunted by my lack of knowledge and lack of exposure. One blues...
Some people can’t even alphabet correctly, it seems. I was blithely plowing through the albums I’ve bought in the past year or so that I wouldn’t have covered in my alphabetical tour of my...
Back last autumn we finally decided we needed to subscribe to the Criterion Channel – all kinds of movies we wanted to see that had gone behind their paywall when they split off as...
Okay, this is only a 12″ single from “Rockbird,” but I’m featuring it anyway because it’s ready to go and the next entry isn’t. As with most 12″ extended dance mixes from the ’80s,...
So, after my disappointment in most things Blondie after “Parallel Lines,” and my extreme antipathy toward Deborah Harry’s 1981 solo outing “KooKoo,” I normally would have just been done – I tend to give...
This is an album. This was released by Deborah Harry (listed as “Debbie” still), a solo album in 1982, a year after Blondie’s “Autoamerican,” a few months before Blondie’s “The Hunter.” By then, Deborah...
Things We Said Today