10 songs that made me happy in 2019

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I’m the first to admit my year-end lists are not conventional. Not because I think I’m some cool indie rock hipster. It’s actually the opposite. Those guys tend to close their minds to anything outside what they think is cool. But I kinda think all music is cool. That doesn’t mean I love it all, just that I try to be open to most of it, and that coolness is subjective. Continue reading

My Shuffled Walk, College Street, Toronto

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Let’s call this a little art experiment: I got off work early today so I thought I’d take a really bloody long walk along the entire length of College Street, throw my songs on shuffle, and take a picture that played while each song played. Two rules: no skipping songs and no picture do-overs. Is there any way I can write my way into making each picture make sense for each song? Good luck with that, Kev. But there’s definitely one near the end that blew my mind. I know, that’s a little click-baity, but it’s true. Continue reading

10 Songs that Made Me Happy in 2018

Kylie Miller of The Beaches, Alyse Vellturo of pronoun, and Lindsey Jordan of Snail MailSometimes with these year-end lists I like to keep it to songs that were released during the year in question. That would probably be the “professional” or “proper” thing to do. But this blog is neither. I’m the boss here and I say these are just songs I listened to a lot in 2018 and they made me happy – though most are 2018 releases. And, you know what? I’m not even going to bother ranking them this year because my current mood is “art ain’t no competition.” Also, I’m keeping it to one song per act. Continue reading

Juliana Hatfield Sings Olivia Newton John: Declaration & Invitation

Juliana Hatfield Sings Olivia Newton-John

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