For a holiday-lovin' fool like me, it's paradise. Whoo hoo!
updated for 2013
For everyone ready for some football one last time, here's a special edition of my Rock Calendar looking at the top songs on game day through the years. In our daily Rock Calendar on Twitter, we look at a particular date (usually the current calendar date) and note what happened, as well as the song or album you would have heard on the radio as Number One at that time.
And now, shall we gather 'round the glow of the radio, and hear the tale of Our Steven's New Year's Eve?
I figured as I were spending New Years' Eve alone, I could embark on a project to give myself the illusion of accomplishing something.
A somewhat forgotten mantra from the early 70's, it remains a beautiful and touching document, as relevant today as it ever was. In its time, the Desiderata hung on dorm room walls, was quoted by world leaders, and set to music in a spoken-word hit recording.
It was even preached from the pulpit.
I usually don't get into these pass-it-around internet games but this one caught my eye. For no discernable reason it's called "Cheesecake."
(1)Choose a favorite singer or band.
(2), Answer the following questions about yourself using song titles from your designated artist.
(3a) Bother the shit out of your friends by forwarding this around and encouraging them to (3b) fill it out and (3c)bother the shit out of their friends.
For everyone ready for some football one last time, here's a special edition of my Rock Calendar looking at the top songs on game day through the years. In our daily Rock Calendar on Twitter, we look at a particular date (usually the current calendar date) and note what happened, as well as the song or album you would have heard on the radio as Number One at that time. For this special edition, I've also included the cover story from the current issue of Time magazine, offering a shapshot of newsworthy and cultural events of the day.
I don't have to depend on news reports and tributes to remember John Lennon's life and death. It's not history to me. It's part of who I am. And that, in essence, is the legacy of the Beatles. They were part of who we were. Especially John. The web is awash in memories of his death. I want to remember his life.
There are getting to be fewer of us who vividly remember cigarette commercials. I mentioned this tonight after "Smoking In the Boys' Room." Well, I talked myself into a cybercorner by promising to post about TV cigarette commercials. As broadcasters are forbidden from marketing cigarettes, I'm going to CMA by turning this over to my redneck peckerwood hero, the Big Howler, and post it to his Outlaw Americana blog. (link below) The legal eagles in the rock penthouse can breathe easy. Even the ones who smoke.
Halloween again, and time to pay homage to rockers who have moved on. Which of course, gives me an opportunity to shamelessly plug the Dead Rockers Lounge on my CLUB DEAD blog. You can find info about the artists we're saluting this weekend, and others, too. Stop in at the Dead Rockers Lounge