Marvin Gaye was shot dead by his father during a family argument. It was April 1, 1984, one day before his 45th birthday. I was 14. My brother was 10 and played a lot of sports. I remember that because on that day, he had an accident on the field and my parents took him to the hospital. They sat in the waiting room. There were two elderly black gentlemen sitting across from them. My mom heard one of them say to the other, "You know, we lost …
I have a Pandora station I listen to a lot while I'm writing or working on my blogs. So many times I've dug a tune that comes up only to find it's DJ Shadow. This morning it happened again, and I finally said to myself "I think I love DJ Shadow." I found some his albums on YouTube. Great stuff. I'll have to buy some DJ Shadow.👍
Songs in the Key of Life was one of my favorite records practically my whole life. From the age of 7 I'd say. My parents have great taste in music. My favorite is Side Four--it's a double album. Isn't She Lovely Joy Inside My Tears Black Man Ngiculela - Es Una Historia I Am Singing If It's Magic As Another Star I want "If It's Magic" played at my funeral. Damn, Stevie.
Today, I have been writing and listening to my favorite records. A lot
of my favorite records, few have heard. But everyone should hear
Jellyfish, Spilt Milk. So gorgeous! You know, there was a time, like thirty years ago , when I used to review local music. You had to describe music with words, crafted in such a way so as to have the reader able to "hear" it, to decide whether or not to support those musicians by buying the record. T…
You guys. Mike Piehl posted on Facebook that David Johnston died yesterday. Oh man. I loved him. I found him busking one day, and stood and listened. I was utterly captivated by his voice, his Dobro, his wild tumble of blond hair. I booked him in one of my showcases at the Lizard Lounge. He didn't have a CD yet. Not yet. When he made one, it blew me away. You were the real deal, David. Following, my review from my archives (as Lexi Kahn) and …
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be all right
It's just overkill
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear Ghosts appear and fade away
Come back another day
I'll be working the door. --------------- FROM THE PRESS RELEASE:
This woman-created, multimedia spectacle features performances and works by 40 artists from France, Switzerland, Mali, Côte d'Ivoire, China, Ukraine, Netherlands, and the US honoring diverse
female icons. Each icon will be brought to life with an original composition, a narrative film and dance. From Eve to Ishtar, Joan of Arc to Kali , and more, these unique retellings aim to …
Pandora sent me an email. I like it, Pandora. Give a raise to the person who thought of this. I think I even like the toxic green & pink color scheme maybe.
I clicked the thing and Tweeted it, as suggested. But
I had to change the auto-gen line. I'm not saying "Sharing is caring"
for the love of all that doesn't suck. That's like "spring has sprung"
and "it's all about the ________" and other…
The Way We Were came out on Columbia Records in 1974 when I was three and a half years old. My mom played the hell outta this one. I loved Barbra Streisand. Babs was my first punk . Songwriter: Carole King Being at War with Each Other lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Everyone comes from
One father one mother
So why do we complicate
Our lives so much
By being at war with each other
Maybe I'm crazy
But I don't understand it
Why do we s…
On "Performing Monkey Syndrome"
Throwing back to my 2007 interview with Jonathan Spottiswoode. - md [EXCERPT] Spottiswoode: Ah, the performing monkey syndrome. Lexi, it’s all about
feeling alive. We all go through life in a numb state most of the time.
Some of us more happily than others. Artists do what they do for various
reasons. But mostly just to feel alive, to feel that they are
expressing themselves in the moment, transcendin…
But When I Do, There Is No Line At The Ladies' Room. All men, and me. Every time.
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Huggin' Funshine: 16 Golden Greats by Larry Banilow
Song: The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead
Record: Jobriath
Song: Lotion (cover of Greenskeeper's song)
Record: Sunsets on Empire
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