Wig Bubbles

Hey there!

How have you been? Me, I’ve been dealing with computer issues that forced me to retreat to real life for a few days. (Damn you, jamieoliver.com!) But, well, I’m still here.

And, uh, let’s see…

Well, consider this: Late last month, Nickelback postponed the remainder of its tour.

And there was much rejoicing. Continue reading →

This morning, I paid my respects to an old acquaintance.

I say acquaintance, rather than friend, as CD Warehouse and I were never particularly close.

I did, however, like to drop by on occasion, mostly to confirm the LP copy of The Wild Angels Vol. II soundtrack was still — as it had been for years — resting comfortably at the tail end of the selection of used records. (We’re talking the original Merivale and Clyde location here.) Continue reading →

Oh dear, Mötley Crüe tickets have already made it to Groupon. I don’t think any of us saw that coming.

As opposed to Tom Petty’s victory in his quest to be remembered as the author of a Sam Smith song. For those of you playing at home, Smith’s Stay With Me is a collaboration between Smith, Petty, James Napier, William Phillips and (oh dear, again) Jeff Lynne. Here, give it a listen… Continue reading →

We are but three weeks into 2015, but one thing has already become clear. Bloggers and critics who prophesize with their keyboards are speaking as one with regard to the state of contemporary music.

Their conclusion?

It all sounds the same. And it all sucks.

All of it. You might as well stop listening now, because scientists predict things will only get worse. Continue reading →