Is Naughty By Nature’s “Feel Me Flow” a bop?
Let’s play another round of Bop Or Not, this time with the Fine Young Cannibals’ “Johnny Come Home.”
In the aftermath of Dystopia Week, a new project to feature music and fiction.
Surely the the Scissor Sisters’ “Lights” is the platonic ideal of a bop.
Lynn Anderson and Art Alexakis debate the virtues of promising gardens in exchange for romantic or domestic happiness.
“Thank god it’s over. Thank god it’s over. Thank god it’s over now.” -Jim’s Big Ego
The simplest way that I have found to manage my collective frustrations, or celebrations, have been through the art of music.
It had been a wonderful evening and what I needed now to give it the perfect ending was a bit of the old Ludwig van.
Handel with care.
Two of the three B’s.
One of the things that having only three chords makes possible is the perfect mashup.
Do you miss the Bee Gees?
Sure, we all do.
So those are my dreams
And these are my eyes
Stand tall like a man
Headstrong like a horse
Then it all went topsy-turvy.
Gord Downie is a Canadian icon. As The Tragically Hip wind up their final tour, Sarah Banks reflects on his importance, his humanity and his beauty.
The one, the only ….
The Perfect Trailer Song
An American classic.
I wonder what you’re doing now (I hope you’re feeling happy now)
On Makeout songs.
Every prospect pleases, and only men play viols.
Remembering Prince, the artist that made it okay for Black people to be weird.
It’s been a while; work and life have conspired to keep me away. But it’s time to revive the Listening Parties, and I think you will find they are better than ever.
The Kinks made some of the best conservative rock records, even if they share little with Republican talking points.
The giants like Bowie and Shandling will get all the year-end press; but here at Mindless Diversions, we keep a flame for the underdogs too.
One of rock’s greatest keyboardists has taken his own life.
What are y’all listening to?
Maribou tells a story. And looks forward to hearing about your weekend.
Re-hearing things for the first time.
Three Tunes, for your Wednesday Blues.
Still killing time, waiting for Dear Tommy.
Early Valentine’s Day gift here.
Trying to do a better job of recognizing abundance.
The Dream of the Nineties is Alive.
The memoir of an East L.A. barrio girl turned punk rock legend.
Originally this space was to be occupied by a Q&A with all five brilliant jazz musicians who helped David Bowie, seemingly unbeknownst to them, craft his last goodbye to Planet Earth: The challenging, satisfying and uncompromising Blackstar.