If you are one of those people who stream music (and by all recent accounts, that is most of you), listen up! Def Leppard has finally joined the party!!
Ask my music-centric friends and they will tell you that I have some stupefying blind spots when it comes to the rock-n-roll canon. It wasn’t until a few months ago that I learned that Joe Walsh was in a band named James Gang which even had a song (“Funk #49”) that I knew. I had always thought Walsh was the least grumpy and most likely to be high member of The Eagles (both of which might be true) and that “Funk #49” was recorded by Foghat. Or maybe Nazareth.
Today, we send a happy birthday out into space hoping it finds David Bowie; or at least Major Tom, who might be so kind as to pass along the message.
In a year when I’ve seen everyone from Bob Dylan to Iron Maiden, I went into last night’s Lady Gaga show in Las Vegas expecting an entertaining but scripted pop concert. I underestimated her.
The idea of Morrissey often eclipses the reality of Morrissey.