Exploring my fascination with the concept of the elusive “rock novel,” I’ve written a number of blog entries about them:
The Great American Rock Novel: My explanation for why most rock novels just aren’t that good. The best thing about this post is the photo from Rock ‘n’ Roll High School.
The Great American Rock Novel 2: In which I propose an argument that I can’t agree with from moment to moment, but do make a nice try at defining what rock is about. (‘Try’ is the key word.)
The Great American Rock Novel 3: A strangely constructed argument explaining how rock evolved from Buddy Holly to Jim Hendrix in no time flat. (Hint: It’s just the way rock is.)
The Great American Rock Novel 4: Suggesting rock novels include an element of parody, based on a quote from the Talking Heads, “People look ridiculous when they are in ecstasy.”
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The Great Lost Velvet Underground Album: As interested as I am in rock novels, I’m just as fascinated and mystified by the idea of lost albums (the forbidden music from a band you like — in their heyday — straight out of an alternative universe.)
Squeeze vs. Elvis Costello: Consensus goes with Elvis Costello, but I’ll take Squeeze any day, while still loving Elvis Costello. Squeeze might be too under the weather to put up a fight.
Twitter: I’ve been tweeting like there’s no tomorrow. This post recalls my favorite Balloon Boy moment.
Song Review: ‘Come Back to Me,’ by X: A song not about death but rather grief, which is much more interesting.
Song Review: ‘You Take My Breath Away,’ by Rex Smith: I forgot what this was about.