It was touch and go in the early part of 2016 for Classic Rock. Half the people that have ever made music in my lifetime died in the first 6 months. That’s an exaggeration, of course, but it looked like it was going to be up to The Rolling Stones to save the planet. Well, since the release of The Beatles documentary “Eight Days A Week” the geezers are rallying.
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JAIMIE VERNON – CODGER WARS
Posted in Opinion with tags AC/DC, Aerosmith, alice cooper, Bob Dylan, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music, Chuck Berry, coachella, Coldplay, Cuba, DBAWIS, Desert Trip, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Hollywood Vampires, Jaimie Vernon, Joe Perry, John Lennon, Johnny Depp, Kiss, Nobel Prize, Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr, Roger Waters, Rolling Stones, Silly Love Songs, Sloan, Steven Tyler, The Band, The Who, Toto on October 15, 2016 by segariniJAIMIE VERNON – KICKIN’ THE FEBRUARY BLAHS
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Anderson Council --, Art Snider, As Worlds Collide, Axe Records, B-Leaguers, Baked Beans And Sunshine, Black Flag, Blink 182, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music, Carlos Hevia, Chris Richard, Cuba, Current Records, DBAWIS, Death of A Western Heart, Delio Ferrer, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Fergus Hambleton, Fireking, Futureman Records, George Seara, Havana, I Believe In Sunshine, If It Feels Good Do It, Jaimie Vernon, James Styring, Joe Cocker, Kool Kat Musik, Leonard Cohen, Madrigal. Greg Hambleton, Mumbo Jumbo, Paul Myers, Peter Boynton, Popdogs, Ron Chapman, Sloan, Sound Canada, Terry Brown, Well Wishers, Who the Fuck Is Arthur Fogel on February 20, 2016 by segarini
February is notoriously dark and depressing and really just an advertisement for staying in bed and waiting until the spring thaw. I used to suffer Seasonal Affective Disorder but shots of Vitamin D and going outside a lot more helped. It also helped by surrounding myself with The Happy. What makes me happy, aside from my family, is music. Thankfully, we’ve come out of a series of music star deaths to lots of new music. It’s a tonic for what ails us until we can get to a beach and really lay down the party. It’s a dog’s breakfast of new and old coming across my desk and there’s plenty of each this week.
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