I first came out as bisexual in high school in a scary wasteland called Montana in 1999. Now, I wasn’t out to everybody, but enough people guessed I was queer of some sort I routinely got called the f word. I came out to more people as bisexual in high school than I did trans […]
Friday, Friday, once again. Let’s catch up with some of the news stories that caught my eye over the last week.
When Lou Reed died late last year, I confessed that I did not own any of his albums on vinyl, but I’ve since rectified that gap in my collection with the recent purchase of New Sensations.
I checked a record off my collecting bucket list this last week. The record, Moon Colony Bloodbath by The Mountain Goats and John Vanderslice, had become an all consuming obsession ever since I heard John play a song at a Mountain Goats solo show. Thanks to Uncle Sam, I was able to afford to buy it.
Listen, I’m cheating this week. I don’t own Berlin or any other Lou Reed album on vinyl, only on CD. Because the man loved to be such a contrary bastard in the name of doing what he wanted, breaking my self-imposed rules seems fitting while paying tribute. Let us talk about the rock ‘n’ roll […]
[link_content] 1973 interview with Lou Reed, from “Let it Rock.” via The Guardian [/link_content]
Rock icon and international treasure Lou Reed, former frontman of The Velvet Underground, passed away yesterday.
Though The Letter P was one of the easiest letters for me to narrow down a Top 5, I still have the sneaking suspicion I’ve forgotten some obvious, perfect song. Let us listen to my picks, and then you tell me:
Somewhat predictably, this week, I’ve a lot of songs that start with the word “I” or its variants, but that’s all right. I is for “I love these songs.”