For as long as I can remember, man, I’ve always been puzzled by the lyrics of “White Room,” by the smokin’ hot rock group Cream, man. From the moment I heard it in 1968, I was like, “Whoa, dude.” I was hooked, man. I loved the music, even though I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what it was about, man. So, I went to the library and looked it up. White Room, noun “…a room from which all contaminants have been eliminated and in which temperature, humidity, and pressure are controlled.” –Webster’s New World College Dictionary, 4th Edition That was absolutely no help, man. Why would someone write an entire…
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Legends of the Turntable Five Albums That Rocked the '70s World
Do you remember what you were doing in 1977? The kind of car were driving, or the name of the person you were dating? Or maybe you weren’t even a twinkle in your parents’ eyes yet, and your most rock ‘n’ roll experience to date involves streaming classic hits on your smartphone. Well, buckle up, because, through the wonders of ChatGPT, we’re diving headfirst into the era of shag carpets, disco balls, and some of the most unforgettable classic rock albums of all time. We’re talking about a time when Fleetwood Mac’s Rumours was the soundtrack for every heartbreak, Pink Floyd’s The Wall provided the backdrop for philosophical musings, the…
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What Famous Love Ballads Mean to Beaver Cleaver He's Only Just Begun
Golly, isn’t it something when a song starts playing, and whoosh! You’re like a time traveler, zooming back to when life was as sweet as Mom’s apple pie. Just like that tune “We’ve Only Just Begun” by The Carpenters, it reminds me of starting new adventures, like the time Wally and I decided to build that fort in the backyard. Or “I Will Always Love You” by Whitney Houston, gosh, it’s like when you have to say goodbye to a best pal, but you know deep down, you’ll always be friends. And hey, remember “Longer” by Dan Fogelberg? It’s like those endless summer days, playing catch until the streetlights come…
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From Woodstock to the Witness Stand Unveiling the Truth Behind Rocky the Flying Squirrel's Alleged Drug Activity
“The truth will set you free, but first it will piss you off” — Gloria Steinem The entertainment industry was rocked this week when Rocky the Flying Squirrel was arrested and put on trial for distributing “questionable” tabs of LSD at the infamous Woodstock Music Festival from August 15–18, 1969. Even though it’s been 54 years since the alleged incident, many baby boomer concert-goers are still angry about how they became violently ill, incapacitated, and transported to another universe after swallowing one of those strange brown tabs from that strange brown squirrel. Rocky attended the Woodstock festival with his Looney Tunes friends, Daffy Duck, Bugs Bunny, Elmer Fudd, Foghorn Leghorn, Porky Pig, Speedy…
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The Risks of Violins on Television Ways to reduce violins in the schools, churches and synagogues
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I come to you today with an urgent message. A message that is so important, it could change the course of humanity as we know it. I am, of course, talking about the rampant, uncontrollable, and downright offensive presence of violins on television. Yes, you heard me right. Violins. Those wretched, wooden, stringed monstrosities that have invaded our screens, our homes, and our very lives. It’s high time we took a stand against these sinister instruments and their incessant screeching. Now, I know what you’re thinking: “But surely, violins aren’t that bad. They’re just a part of our culture, our music, our history!” But…
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