“Daydreaming days in a daydream nation,” from “Trilogy” by Sonic Youth, Daydream Nation (1988). The world of blogging itself is a daydream nation … (Photo and Mockup by VA)
This month marks the fifth anniversary of the My Life — In Concert! blog which I started over on Open Salon back on June 3, 2010. For the uninitiated, this blog is a gig-by-gig memoir of my life as an avid concertgoer, chronicling my unabated passion from Roxy Music in February 1975 through until my present day. While I am looking at these shows from my own personal lens, I am writing not just about the music but also the ticks, quirks and details of the larger Music Life experience surrounding these shows, artists or scenes. I also write of other music and media interests on my radar as well. Read the rest of this entry »
20 Sensational Hits! 20 Sensational Stars!
Here’s some fun’n’hip shakin’ musical accompaniment for the annual Santafest. This splendiferous list mostly avoids the obvious or overly solemn, and should get the gang groovin’ at your seasonal shindig while helping to mask the sound of partygoers vomiting in the bathroom after too many Baileys … or drive everyone swiftly out the door, depending on the circles you run in. (A playlist of this terrific 20 can be found over on my YouTube channel, VATV). Read the rest of this entry »
VA’s 13 Viewing Possibilities for the Halloween Season
Here is another VA seasonal viewing guide for you, dear readers, following my Easter and Xmas recommendations. And, as with those previous lists, I am taking my own idiosyncratic liberties as to what could be seen as relevant to the festival of candy’n’costumes. Read the rest of this entry »
Blondie’s 40th and Ottawa Bluesfest’s 20th
185. In The Flesh: Blondie, Ottawa Bluesfest, LeBreton Flats, Ontario, Thursday July 10, 2014. Approx. $50
I first encountered Blondie in the pages of NYC-based Rock Scene magazine in the summer of 1975. It was a single page feature, appearing less than a year after the group’s formation and first shows at CBGBs. Blondie had begun by opening for the also-nascent Ramones who had similarly been popping up in recent Rock Scene issues. Indeed, most of the mid-70s NYC underground first came to my attention via RS.
Retrospectively, I now see what an odd, prescient publication it was on a few fronts.
“Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.” Bette Davis as Margo Channing in All About Eve.
NOTE: Image repairs underway (images linked over to my opensalon.com page disappeared when the site closed). Eventually all images will be restored. Thanks for your visual patience.
YOURS, THE MANAGEMENT
NOTE: I’ve been off the blog for another periodic pause. More is coming, but in the interim I’m throwing this silly quickie out there. Mind you, it does explore a fantasy I’ve long had …
I hate Karaoke. Passionately. Singularly. I have friends who simply love it, and bless ‘em … but I Do Not Get It. When I’ve been at Karaoke nights, my experience has been that of tunes I mostly can’t stand in the first place being murdered. Hell ya, I’ll have some of that.
Of course, the right kind of badness can be fun. However, as a self-appointed connoisseur and enthusiast of Great Badness, I gotta say that most Karaoke for me is not within Badness’ positive spectrum.
But what if it was? Rather than being a “Shoot me now!” experience, what if it instead was a “WTF? WTH? ???? Has David Lynch or John Waters shown up?” kind of a time? Why does Karaoke have to be all Ishtar or From Justin To Kelly when it could be Valley of the Dolls, Glen or Glenda?, or Showgirls?