I wore a baseball hat today. When I got into bed I planned to sit up for a while surfing the nets and listening to some rock and roll (Nirvana’s In Utero, first listen in ages and it very much holds up).
I forgot that I had the hat on so I took it off and flipped it toward the bureau. it crashed into my little prescription meds stash and knocked one off. It landed in one of my shoes.
Boom, right in the shoe.
I felt the need to document this epic bank shot for posterity.
That’s all.
There is going to be a Spinal Tap sequel! After 40 years we will finally know the next chapter!
Holy crap! It’s so exciting! Spinal Tap II, babie!
Say hello to the future home of Music Nook 2.0.
So I’m driving from my weight loss surgery class to the Supercuts in Tewksbury and I’m listening to the Envy of None record.
Spy House is playing and it gets to that moment when the guitar launches out from under the mix and Alex Lifeson reminds us that he’s the greatest guitarist ever. That moment.
I may be in a fragile state right now and that might explain why I got super emotional and a smile lit my face and my eyes grew damp and I literally asked myself who would I even be without Alex Lifeson?
Yeah. That moment. Let’s all give thanks that Alex keeps blessing us with his presence.
It’s not a music nook yet, but it will be. It will be.
I’m just going to leave this here without any explanation. You’re welcome.
Photographic proof that I spent my freshman year in high school playing trumpet instead of saxophone.
In my travels through my childhood bedroom closet I found a folder full of old band stuff. There were some flyers and some set lists and…
Some pictures from our second gig!
I think this was June of 1987 maybe? It was before I bought my Les Paul Deluxe. This was my first electric. A super cheap Hondo strat copy. I was playing through Larry’s Kustom amp. The tiny Peavy sitting on top is my first amp. I was singing through it that day.
The most important thing in these pictures, clearly, is Mike’s first Rick! Awesome!
Fucking Covid.
Go. Now. Make this a part of your life.
Not being much of a synth-pop guy, when I listen to this I think of some of the Smashing Pumpkins stuff that Flood produced, or maybe some of the post-Actung Baby electronic stuff U2 did. Wait… wasn’t that Flood too? Or was that Brian Eno? I don’t know. I heard an interview with Andy Curran where he said it sounds like Depeche Mode or The Cure. That works too.
So there I am, listening for the first time and really enjoying it purely on a holy-shit-this-hook-is-infectious level. I wasn’t hearing any stand out guitar parts, but I knew that was coming. Alex Lifeson (as well as everyone else involved in the album) has made a big deal out of the fact that he’s playing the guitar without ever sounding like a guitar. He’s basically a guitar synth player rather than just a guitar player. Then you get to Spy House, track five, and there’s a stretch of about four bars where he just shreds like the Guitar God he is, and then it’s back to synthy stuff.
I imagine Robert Fripp and Adrian Belew sitting in a room together listening. They both nod their head in approval. Then they look at each other and nod their heads in agreement. Then they look over at Alex Lifeson and nod in solidarity. Yeah. I’m 100% sure that exact thing happened.
No go and listen to it.
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