This week in High Fives, I interview my favorite person in the world. Yes, it is nepotism, but she is my lovely soul mate. When we first became online friends courtesy of Livejournal, we bonded over the Beatles, Tori Amos, feminism, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Read More High Fives: Carolina Wings-McManus
Today’s newsy roundup inspires a lot of, “WTF is wrong with you?” commentary, but I’ve got some good news, too. Come, gather ’round; let’s talk about what’s happening in the world.
The last few weeks have been a crazy blur. My emotions have hit the highest highs and some really anxiety-inducing lows. I got married to my lovely wife and I came out both to my family and at work. Music really kept me going through this week. Read More Ten Songs Keeping Me Sane This Week
If you had told Teenage-Me that Adult-Me would end up liking so many songs from the 1980s, Teenage-Me would have declared Adult-Me extremely lame. Or whatever dismissive term I might have been using in the mid-’90s. Not cool, anyhow. Somewhat unsurprisingly, I no longer care whether or not I’m very cool, so let the singalong begin…
Since we’ve reached the end of my ongoing Alphabet Soup column, I’ve spent some time considering how I might continue to satisfy my musical list-making urges. I wanted something with a nice round number, something that keeps giving me the chance to talk about music I love, rather than what is “important.” Sometimes, love and importance overlap, but above all other criteria, I want to talk about the songs that make me say, “Yesss… This.”
The Letter T is another jumbo-sized letter because I couldn’t make up my damn mind. So many good songs, so much with which to sing along. Let’s get to it:
Recently I’ve been revisiting a lot of the music of my youth. Usually when we say something like this, we are talking about our teen years, but I’ve been listening to the music that permeated the airwaves of my childhood. I was born in the ’70s, so I’m talking about artists like James Taylor, Billy Joel and Elton John. Read More The Music of My Youth: It’s Still Rock and Roll to Me
Well, it’s Wednesday night, which means you’re closer to Friday than you are to Monday! I don’t know about everyone else, but it’s been a rainy dismal day on the East Coast, and I’m ready to kiss this day goodbye. Read More Open Thread: Sir Elton Edition