Segarini – Petty Differences

It was sometime during the Spring of 1977. I was in New York (for God knows why) and my friend Ritchie swung by the Chelsea and Bobnapped me in his TransAm, or Camaro, or whatever the fuck it was, and drove us across the George Washington Bridge into Soprano Country and the Wilds of New Jersey. This wasn’t the first time by a long shot. Once was to a Mansion he and his buddies ‘liberated’ while the owners were in the Hamptons, where he introduced me to Yes and ‘Roundabout’ on a GhettoBlaster set up on one of the numerous fireplace mantles, and another time, when he spirited me away to a high school in West Orange to hear some guy named Bruce Springsteen play a school dance in the Gymnasium. THIS time, we were on our way to a house party on the Jersey Shore, long before The Situation briefly lived in a broken condom….

Roxanne Tellier – Hackers, Bobby Curtola, and TheMonkees

Got an urgent email this morning, informing me that 427 million MySpace passwords had been stolen, and were being offered for sale on an online hacker forum by Russian CyberHacker‘Peace.’ I was shocked. People still use MySpace?

JAIMIE VERNON – THE COMEBACK SPECIAL

Happy 2016, ev-ree-baw-daaaaay.
Woo! Howz everybody feel?
We’re all here to partaaaaaay!!

JAIMIE VERNON: AT SEVENTEEN

As you read this I suspect that I am recovering from what would have been a rather eventful 17^th anniversary with my wife. As an anniversary gift, we were invited out to see Lighthouse in Oshawa by the very charitable Skip Prokop who has led the band since 1969 and is currently the subject of a biography I’m co-writing. As it turns out the current singer, Dan Clancy, has been an acquaintance of Sharon and I as well. He did double duty as a music teacher at Durham College and a judge at the school’s annual songwriting competition for which I volunteered as co-judge for half-a-dozen years as well. He’s also been on a number of recording sessions with artists that once graced my record label.

Nadia Elkharadly: What happens in Vegas – a Music review

Another friend gets married, another bachelor(ette) party gets planned, another trip to Vegas gets booked.  Yes folks, it really does keeps happening!  Last Tuesday, just as my column was posted, I was jetting off to sunny sin city yet again.  Another dear friend is getting married this summer and wanted that last hoorah, so heed the call I did.   I’m no Vegas virgin, this would be my fifth trip so I had a vague idea of what this was in store.  But Las Vegas still had a few surprises left for me.  And what was more unexpected was that one surprise in particular was musical in nature.

Nadia Elkharadly: Viva Las Vegas – Adventures of a Non-Working girl at a Bachelor Party

I’ll let you guys in on a little secret: my column from last week was submitted from good old Las Vegas Nevada. My dedication to you dear readers is so strong that I took time out from my vacation to write you that lovely piece. Why was I in Las Vegas, you ask? Well, DBAWISers, that is precisely what I am going to write about this week.