Category: Miscellaneous
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Dad Rock from the Source: Mike Kennedy Essentials
Behind every kid with a love for rock and roll is a parent that lived through it all. In my case, that’s my dad, Mike Kennedy, who grew up in blue collar Hoboken, New Jersey and lived out his teen years in the sensational 70s. We covered his two core bands, with essential albums and…
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Neil Peart’s Way With Words
You gotta love Rush. The Holy Triumvirate of progressive rock consists of bassist, vocalist, and keyboardist (what can’t he do?) Geddy Lee, guitarist Alex Lifeson, and the late great Neil Peart, your drummer’s favorite drummer. There’s no way to describe the band, their chemistry, and consistently impressive discography other than special. A special blend of…
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Jazz Fest: Feeling the Music
Allow me to paint a picture: A field stretch of crowd and some drifters along the edges, a blanket on the grass, delectable bites and a drink of choice, and the backdrop of jazz to embrace you and your crew–that was my weekend at Savannah’s Jazz Festival in Forsyth Park. If you happened to miraculously…
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Joy’s Picks
Are you really best friends if you don’t share music with each other? I know through my own experience that one of the most intimate ways to connect with another human being is through their music taste. When it comes down to it, music is a form of expression whether you’re the creator or the…
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Biweekly Book Playlist: Crying In H Mart
This week I switched over to non-fiction and read music artist Japanese Breakfast’s memoir “Crying In H Mart”. Michelle Zauner tells the story of her upbringing and her mother’s battle with cancer through the consistent motif of food from her culture. She dissects not only mother-daughter relationships but the complex traumas that accompany mixed-race/immigrant families.…
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Airbuds: Stay Connected
With summer approaching faster than we could ever finish our finals, the underlying annual worries are beginning to emerge. I mean the yearly anxiety that we will collectively fall out of touch with our school friends the minute summer begins. I’m a victim of this parting-ways plague myself and the feeling is akin to that…
