This is the unedited version of a post that first appeared on Boston Magazine’s web page, for which I regularly write about music and my day job marketing and selling real estate. I was born in 1966. By the time I was conscious, the Beatles were a given, their music everywhere. By the time I …
Full version of my post for Boston Magazine: Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Back in my previous music post on July 28, the heart of the summer, many of the “summer songs” were about the fleetingness of the season here in New England. So here we are with Labor Day weekend upon us and, well, its …
Another clip from the MFA show a few weeks back: Some of you will recall that I covered this song way back in March of 2009 for the CoTW. I love playing this song.
This is the full, unedited version of a post I wrote for Boston Magazine. With my day job marketing real estate entering the semi-dormant state of the dead of summer, my attention veers back to music, specifically, songs that I love to play during the summer. Since I am trying out Spotify, I will attempt …
I grew up with a guy, let’s call him Neil Eruzioni. His father was a barber and – at least back then, when I was growing up in New York – used to cut the hair for wise guys who “played bocce” at the… let’s call it the “Fisherman’s Club,” an Italian-American social club. Neil’s …
(from Boston Magazine.com) For the past few years, I have had this website with the ironic title of Part Time Man of Rock. We all know there is not supposed not be any “part time” in “rock.” When my wife was a kid, she misheard the Kiss song “Rock & Roll All Night” lyric. …
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Two new songs up at the web site for the charity, Target Cancer, RightTrackTunes.org. You might remember the Christmas tunes we did for the same organization. One is a Van Morrison cover, the other is a Staples Singers cover. Many of you who used to come to the Toad and Lizard Lounge residencies of yore …
From my latest post for Boston Magazine dot com: Since today is June 15, 2011, known in Boston as Stanley Cup Game 7, I have a confession to make: watching hockey makes my eyes glaze over. I know this is ridiculous coming from a baseball fan who can spend four hours watching (and with intense …
From my latest on BostonMagazine.com: I just got home late Saturday night from the last of the Buffalo Tom touring for 2011. (Because, really, why would a rock band want to play on a Saturday night and come home instead on a Sunday?) It had been an especially intense little run of five West Coast …
Last week, after a middling Wednesday of trying to sell and market real estate with mixed results, instead of throwing in the towel and wrapping myself in a Snuggie to watch the Celtics get eliminated, I did the only thing that made sense at the time: shook myself a small, ice-cold martini. It was just …