For how much I enjoy and respect Patti Smith, I own far too little of her music. On CD, I have 1996’s Gone Again and 2000’s Gung Ho, and that’s it. I don’t even have Horses yet, which I realize is a major gap, particularly since the time leading into that album is so lovingly documented in one of my favorite books, her memoir Just Kids. Dream of Life is my first vinyl purchase from her discography.
In 1988, I am finishing up 7th grade (spring) and entering 8th grade (fall). I’m a middling student who competes in the science fair, is a baton-twirling majorette in our middle school marching band, and a perpetual chorus member in all the school plays. Read More P-Mag Nostalgia Project – 1988 With Slay Belle
1988 has me going a bit oddball in comparison to my usual tastes, but a few All-Time Favorite Songs shuffle into the mix. And once again, I realize that Young Me had some rather telling crushes.
Y’all, I seriously hate everything this week. You know? Nothing has gone right. So now I’m here with a glass of wine and some comfort music. Tonight that comfort music is the incredible Traveling Wilburys: Vol. 1.
If this song doesn’t get you up and moving, you’re dead. Now get out your biggest jacket and JAM.