mdash; Is there such a thing as the perfect song?
mdash; It's such a simple concept, and yet I'm often amazed at the lack of respect and dignity missing from human relations.
mdash; Damn you, corporate America!
mdash; If James Blunt wins I will throw up in my mouth.
mdash; Michael Brecker was not a rock star, but I'd be willing to bet that you've heard him play.
mdash; Monkey mind, cowbells, and stuff.
mdash; "Band misses Sabbath show after private jet pilot mistakes Nova Scotia for Maine. Drug use involved." Nah, nothing like that.
mdash; Happy New Year, everybody.
mdash; Merry Christmas everybody.
mdash; Good gawd, is David Johansen the skinniest man in rock or what?
!
mdash; Bob and Christina sing the blues.
mdash; Where did yesterday go?
mdash; This fruitcake will go down in Saleski lore as one of the freakiest ever.
mdash; No amount of carping, cajoling, and pouting is going to turn a Boney James fan into a Coltrane convert.
mdash; The river can't be stopped.
Or the sea refuses no river. Or something.
mdash; Pete, I'm so glad that didn't happen.
mdash; "This is not music," was how an old officemate of mine described Captain Beefheart's Trout Mask Replica.
mdash; Playing a CD on this thing is a new adventure in hi-fi. Make that "lo-fi.
"
mdash; Introversion is a weird thing.
mdash; Live, at the Moncton Coliseum..
.Styx!
mdash; I get it back to the dorm and discover there's much more to songs like "Mr.
Bojangles" than the tune sung by Sammy Davis Jr. on the Mike Douglas show.
mdash; A big, fat enigma.
mdash; Back to my home town. Sort of.
mdash; Both musicians swap lead/comping roles in such a subtle way that you might almost forget that two different instruments are being played.
mdash; Reach up and touch the sky? Hell, that'll be pretty easy.
mdash; Luckily, I was saved by a huge explosion.
mdash; "Girls just want sex and money." Is this true?
mdash; You put a forkful of something into your mouth and there's this explosion of flavor as your eyeballs roll back into your head.
mdash; Now that we've had nearly a week of sunny skies, incredibly fragrant ocean air, and many hours of uninterrupted music, things seem a little less, uhm...
.foggy.
mdash; It's the kind of record that isn't made often today.
mdash; This task is funny, like coming up with a real desert island list.
mdash; Did he notice when the rest of the band stopped picking him up for rehearsals?
mdash; Not your normal "Diva.
"
mdash; Don't worry, I'll slap Live Bullet on the record player tomorrow.
mdash; ..
.Barenaked Ladies and Paris Hilton were involved too.
mdash; The Limited Edition Catalog Box Set is now known at the house as TheBigBoxOfBob.
mdash; Oh sure, it's easy to say that I don't really need that copy of, say, Aerosmith's Rock In A Hard Place.
mdash; How the hell did we get to a place where a death threat can be dismissed as whining?
mdash; "Dad, what's a casualty?
