Woodstock, or Schlock Around the Clock

This is the ignoble 56th anniversary of the last day of the original Woodstock Festival, an event that seems sadder, cringier, and more deluded than ever. To mark the occasion, I'm including the following excerpt from The Endless American Midnight....

Todd in the Shadows Finally Gets Around to Big Country

 

You all know I love Big Country, and I always will. Their first two albums especially were the very powerful soundtrack to a very powerful time in my life, and seemed to manifest themselves exactly when I needed them most.

Mama, Ozzy's Gone Home

The GOAT has been laid to rest. The city of Birmingham paid tribute to the Clown Prince of Rock n' Roll, with the kind of funeral procession usually reserved for the parasitical Royal Family. The GOAT is gone, but we still have the memories and the music.