reviews
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My love of Led Zeppelin is a very poorly-kept secret. Tossed into the endless, jumbled mix of artists I enjoy, Led Zeppelin will always come out on top in the end. I can ramble on about how amazing some other band or artist is, but there’s just no comparison for me when Zeppelin enters the… Read more
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Like every genre of music, the definition on the fringes is where we find debate and descension, and Yacht has its fair share of stowaways below deck, but topside, the captains are not subject to mutinous challenges to their pedigree. There’s an indisputable group of artists in the Yacht Rock pantheon, but also a library… Read more
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If you didn’t pick up on the theme from my first Yacht Rock installment, if you want to plot a course to a treasure trove of Yacht Rock classics you need smooth seas. But while the motion of that ocean is the final, dramatic clue that reveals a Yacht Rock classic like its pulling the… Read more
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I’ve never been on a yacht. This is literally a journey of discovery out to sea and over the horizon into the unknown. The good news is that you don’t have to know your aft from a hole in the hull to pontificate about the Yacht Rock genre. There’s no seamanship required. Read more
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I had one hand on the exit door when the space went black and a thundering industrial beat rattled my ears and pounded in my chest as the door vibrated against my hand. Up to the moment I placed my hand on the exit door, it was just a dance club. Any dance club. Nothing… Read more
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It was exactly three decades ago that we learned all Mariah Carey wants for Christmas is us. Just more Christmas lore. It’s ok if you want to hear the over-the-top nod to Christmas romance on a loop, but remember, there’s so much more out there to treat your ears to some festive magic. There’s no denying… Read more
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Is it outrageous for someone writing a blog about music to say I sometimes forget to listen to music? I do. Life interrupts. Not only do we sometimes get too busy for our favorite pastimes, sometimes we’re in a mood where we just don’t want to do anything. The election took it out of me,… Read more
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My dad would sit in the floor for hours, oversized headphones on his head, tethered to the console on the homemade shelf as he listened to one record after another. As he listened to one, he would very slowly, with great attention to detail, drag the velvet brush in a circular motion tracing the grooves… Read more
