Just Ask The Rock and Roll Doctor’s Advice

You gotta have tunes!
 Ever since college, I have been passionate about music.  Actually, I’ve been passionate about music from my infancy.  My mother used to play Johnny Mathis records while doing housework.  I distinctly being in my playpen and hearing the music. 
Later, I found out she also liked Pat Boone.  I forgave her when [...]

Shaking Out The Shavings

Every so often I have bits of thoughts that need to come out, but I can’t flesh them out into a full posting.  You might say it was a late summer cleaning.
I have to give props to native Mainer Ray Lamontagne.  This past week, I visited the library downtown (not the one I usually haunt), [...]

A Lunch Hour Quickie

Ah, there’s nothing like a relaxing lunch.  Except at The Big City Hospital, where I have a half hour to Kobiashi a couple of sandwiches down and then it’s back to the floors.  But I’ve never pounded down a tray full of hot dogs at Coney Island, either.
Here are some random thoughts from the morning:
A  song-inspired memory:  [...]

For my Grandmother:

Every so often, I’d like to comment on the music that’s  important in my life,  and the memories associated with it.  I continue to be astounded by the power of music.  I heard several piano pieces by  Franz Liszt one Sunday at church.  I sat there in the pew and let the music wash over [...]

Would I be a fool if….?

I love good live rock and roll.  Last night, I got out and went to see The Wallflowers.  I only knew of the two radio hits, One Headlight and 6th Avenue Heartache, but I knew that these guys were good. I wasn’t disappointed.  These guys put on a great show, lots of music and not much [...]

No glove, no love

Today is Michael Jackson’s funeral.  I do not intend to be disrespectful in this post, nor do I wish to anger any fans.   I have been a distant, casual observer to this three-ring circus, and I can honestly say, “ENOUGH!” This is just getting ridiculous.   What is more entertaining than the story and all the sidebars, [...]

Turn back the hands of time…musically

It’s amazing what you can recall when you hear music.  It’s been said that music evokes the strongest emotional responses because of their associated memories.  Whenever I hear Christina Aguilliera’s “Ain’t Nobody But You”, that saucy bit of James Brown funk, I recall my son’s last year of Little League and the qualifying rounds of the [...]