This week, a break in format: Rather than talk about the music I already own, let’s dedicate some space to newer music upon which I can’t wait to lay my greedy paws.
I woke up with the Paul Weller song “From The Floorboards Up” stuck in my head, and it felt like as good a sign as any to talk about his old band in this week’s column.
This EP is more officially called The Jam, but it is record company Polydor putting two different singles and their B-sides together in one volume. Neither “Absolute Beginners” nor “Funeral Pyre” appear on any of The Jam’s studio albums, but both songs charted at #4 on the UK Singles Chart. The Jam, as an EP, […]
My love for The Jam is massive and unyielding. Paul Weller as the tobacco-saturated, post-punk frontman, Bruce Foxton as the rambling, grooving bass player — I fell in deep for their songs upon first listen. Because of my age and because of my geography, I didn’t appreciate The Jam until around 2007 or so. During […]
The Style Council is not my favorite Paul Weller incarnation, but even with all its ’80s soul earnestness, I still enjoy the band. I enjoy it even more when I find said music at a bargain price.
Oh, you thought we were done with 30 Years of Music last week, did you? Why, no! Of course we need a bonus round. Because I started this column near the end of 2012, 30 years from that point would be 1982, so it’s only fitting to bring myself back for one more retro round. […]
Reviewing 2005 in music surprised me somewhat because I’d forgotten how many of my favorite albums were released that year. So please, let me metaphorically shove them into your hands.
2004! The year of my daughter’s birth, and also the year in which I felt like the decade really started to come into its own, musically. My personal favorites from this time skew a bit indie, yet I still include some popular tunes that I really dig. Let’s wander back, shall we?
1995, I thought you were a mere lead-up to the excitement of 1996, but turns out you are one of the most difficult years to narrow down to just fifteen songs yet. In the end, I had to go with the songs I still absolutely love, while regrettably leaving out a few nostalgic favorites. Sorry, […]
After the smashing amount of great music to choose from in 1983, 1984 was a little easier for me to narrow down to ten picks. Yes, it’s the year that everyone made the same Orwellian joke, and the year that Van Halen made sure to release that so-titled album in January, but my most-loved songs […]
This week’s glorified love letter to favorite songs reaches The Letter “F,” for which I get a little bit ’90s (as is my wont), but we’re mostly hanging out in the early aughts. As usual, we’ve got love, we’ve got heartbreak, and also, just a splash of lusty business. Mee-yow. Let’s get to it: