Music
The Poignancy of Rock ‘n’ Roll
What makes up our dreams, our songs, our poems… they’re the only reality that truly matters.
What makes up our dreams, our songs, our poems… they’re the only reality that truly matters.
I don’t fret about death much. But sometimes I wonder: when my time comes, which song will send me off?
From Pink Floyd to the Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, there have been a lot of colors along the way.
Rock isn’t dead. It’s old and wrinkled, sure, but alive and well and still playing at Moondance Jam. Really. Saw it with my own eyes.