"What would you change if you could..."

Pictured at left is Adam Durvitz, from one of MY favorite 90's artists, the COUNTING CROWS.

Admittedly, at the time, I felt like the 90's (particularly for pop and rock) were a freaking wasteland, devoid of much worth remembering. However, compared to the music happening NOW, the 90's were a golden age! And in retrospect, there was alot more great stuff out there than I realized at the time.

So...what about it? Set the wayback machine to 199? and give me a list of your favorite 90's muzak.

And make it good, cause this is our last music list for awhile!

"God what a mess..."

To my left, one of the greatest bands to ever stagger onto a stage, THE REPLACEMENTS! When I think of the 80's, it's not necessarily the Flock of Seagulls or Cyndi Lauper that spring to my mind, but more like these dudes...amongst others. What say you?

Hit me with your favorite songs/ albums/ etc from the lost decade... Now officially substituting Rick 8 for Chuck P!

Enjoy! And no one has guessed my lyrics in awhile....where's Tuttle when I need him? Come to think of it ...WHERE IS TUTTLE? Come on buddy, that baby ain't here yet...

"And where do we go from here..."

Okay folks...how bout them 70's tunes?

And to heck with the top five, just go nuts! What's your favorite tunes, groups/artists, genres, etc?

BTW-I personally think the 70's were a golden age that kicked the 60's artists in their Aquarian asses!

But that's just me...

Rock on, people!

"We only danced for a minute or two..."

Ok, so maybe it's that the topics have been scaring people off, or maybe folks are just too darned busy to post (not much activity at our other local theatre type site either)- either way, here's a series of fun, frothy summer-time and the livin is EEEEEAASSSSYYY questions.

Part A-

What are your FIVE favorite songs from the 1960's? Any genre, any artists, hell they can be five Herman's Hermits songs for all I care. (Did they even HAVE five songs?)

Hit me with your best shots, people...and let the summertime roll! (oops- both of those references courtesy of the 80's)

"We all find a place to start over again..." Pt Deux

TAKE THAT CBS!!!

Looks like the campaigns worked and JERICHO is back next year after all (albeit only for an 8 episode mid season arch). But hell, I'll take it!

Here's a link to a VARIETY article on the hoo-hah created by Jericho fans to save the show (including sending tons of nuts to CBS executives...you had to watch the show to get that). Pay close attention to THIS part of the article, as I think it's going to foreshadow things to come.

"I really think that what has been learned here is that networks are going to have to look at numbers and who is watching their show and who is downloading their show in a different way from here on out," Barbee said. "I think they have to understand that the Nielsens are not telling the story anymore and that the 18-49 demographic they're all so keen on is online and that's how increasingly they are getting their news and entertainment."

I couldn't agree more- and here's the link:

http://www.variety.com/article/VR1117966329.html?categoryid=14&cs=1

Has the "old way" of gauging fan interest in television shows, nay, perhaps even the method of even CREATING and delivering those shows, changed for good? Discuss at will.

"We all find a place to start over again..."

So, as my wife well knows about me, every so often, I have me a little epiphany! The daylight bursts through the clouds, and for a moment, I get it. Well, I'm here to tell you folks, last night I got it!
I was one of the privileged few to attend the Jason and the Scorchers reunion show at the Exit In in Nash-vegas, or as I like to call it, the Mother Land. And this wasn't just the reunion of the old lineup, it was a special night. Drummer Perry Baggs (pictured above) has been waging a brave fight against kidney failure and diabetes. His medical bills have been mounting, so in order to help defray these costs, a number of small benefits around the region were planned. The Scorchers show sold out in roughly half a day. Luckily, my brother had the foresight to call and get us all tickets 5 minutes after getting the email about the show from me. I feel privileged not only because the Scorchers are one of my favorite bands (and one of the handful of truly inspiring live rock and roll acts EVER) and not only because I was able, in a small way, to help Perry pay his bills, but I feel that I was part of a truly remarkable event last night. This was no ordinary rock show, nor even an ordinary Scorchers show (which is ANYTHING but ordinary in and of itself). No, something else happened. It was one of those times when I felt that there is indeed some good and light in the world. Everyone in that room was there to help a man in dire straits, not just in a financial way, but in what I believe was a spiritual way. At least ten times though out the evening the audience loudly chanted, not the BAND'S name, but the name PERRY! There was a constant showering of love, goodwill and appreciation for all his years of fine work. I wish you all could've been there to witness the effect it had on this man. The look on his face of absolute bliss and humility and thanks and love upon hearing the crowds reaction to what may well have been his last entrance to the stage was something to behold. In this horribly superficial world we live in, it was a moment of genuine depth, and it moved me in a way that I shall never forget.

Then there was the show itself. These men who took the stage had not played together for a good while (in the case of two former members of the band who joined in the 2nd set, fifteen years! ) and there were times it showed. Glitches aplenty, dropped lyrics, missed guitar licks, etc. But for every bum note, there were 50 sublime moments. Warner Hodges guitar work in particular (check out his myspace page in my links section) was at times some of the most fierce, passionate playing I have ever witnessed. And I've seen damn near every living guitar god there is folks. Last night, not a one them would've gotten close to him. It was obvious that he, singer Jason Ringenberg and the rest of these men were playing as though their lives, and quite possibly the life of their friend, depended on it. And I promise you, if passion could cure what physically ails us, there would've been a world of healing going on in that club last night. And to watch these men,every one of them pushing 50,play for over 3 hours, pushing their aging bodies to the limit (on more than one occasion I thought someone might just keel over from sheer exhaustion) was, to say the least, inspiring. Perry himself was perhaps the most inspiring of all. He played his drum kit with all the fire and passion he did 25 years ago when I saw the bands first gig (New Years eve at a little dive in the boro called KO's- I snuck in on with my brothers license. Ah, those were the days!). He had to come off every second or third number and rest, turning the drum kit over to the Scorchers current drummer (and KY resident Fenner Castner), often times to weak to even descend from the drum riser without a hand from Warner or Jason. It reminded me not only of the strength of the human will, but also how vitally important art can be to someone. This man was willing to literally torture his body to play for this crowd. That, in itself, speaks volumes. And it made me realize something, that of course I already know. So I suppose it merely illuminated it for again. Our lives exist right here, and right now. In the moment. Ultimately, that's what it all comes down to. I'm not suggesting we shouldn't revere the past, nor keep an eye on the future. Those things are vital as well. But to truly be able to live in, and FOR, the moment is a gift of the highest order. Last night, I was reminded of that fact. I'll try not to forget it quite so quickly next time.

So yeah, it was a pretty heavy evening for me, but one filled with sheer joy and goodwill. Unfortunately, all those of you who weren't there have in evidence are the rambling postings of a man working on about 2 hours of sleep. Suffice it to say that in the future, whenever I'm engaged in a theological discussion and someone asks me to point to evidence of God, I'll just tell 'em all about Perry's benefit.

If you'd like to contribute to Perry' s medical fund, follow this link:

http://www.farmerjason.com/perry_home.htm

And now for the question du joir... what's the most moving artistic experience you've ever been involved in? Rock me, Amadeus...