Olivia Newton-John was my first celebrity crush. When “Physical” was a big hit in 1981 – a Jazzercise anthem – I was just eight years old. It’s probably one of the first pure pop songs I really loved. It was also the first time I was really aware of her and I remember thinking, “Wow, that’s a pretty lady.” And it made me feel kind of good, but simultaneously embarrassed. Continue reading
That brilliant trio of California sisters, Haim, have a new album out called Something to Tell You. It’s great, I love it, but it’s also haunted. It’s haunted by strange digitized voices of varying pitches. I call them the Weirdlings. Continue reading
I fell in love with Soundgarden a little late. Now, with Chris Cornell’s passing, I wish I’d fallen in love with them earlier. It would’ve given me more time with them, and him.
I realize I’m immensely late to the Kings of Leon party. Like so late to the party that nobody’s funny-drunk anymore, but are now thinks-they’re-funny-but-in-fact-are-just-drooling drunk. Continue reading
I love this trending hashtag and I tweeted mine out, but I felt like they needed more explanation. Albums that change your life are not necessarily your favourite albums of all time. They might be, they might rank among them, but in this case, while I love all three albums and have worn them out over the years, they’re not my top three, period. Continue reading
The blog got a (sort of) surprise plug on my favourite podcast today – and I’m taking it as a reward for making an effort to think a little more positively. Continue reading
You don’t have to look too deep into this blog to realize that I’m a big fan of Juliana Hatfield. She’s the only artist who has two songs among the 22 I’ve blogged about, plus she got a mention in my “10 Songs that Made Me Happy in 2014” list, through her band Minor Alps. Continue reading