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I loved rock and roll from a young age. It was one of those things that helped me recognize that I differed from my contemporaries. If memory serves correctly it was the same day that The Peanuts movie “You Are A Good Man Charlie Brown” and “Woodstock: The Movie” came out. Although the former was more age appropriate, I saw the latter and managed to stay up just until Hendrix started playing. ”Kung Fu Fighting” was the number one cafeteria junior high juke box smash when Springsteen’s “Born To Run” captured me away. I had cycled out all my classic rock for new wave by senior year in high school, but had yet to truly lock onto something until in college. It was another party in the kitchen when X’s “Johnny Hit And Run Pauline” punched out of the radio and blew my mind. I found much to love sonically over the next 5 years or so, but I probably saw X more than any band. Just seeing/hearing them here brings back that rush I felt back then, the one that clarified “yes, finally, there was a music made for me”. Know what I mean?
If you have yet to give yourself the pleasure wallop of seeing and hearing Daniel, I don’t want you “to be free of hope”… so….
I just stumbled across The Guardian’s live music series “How I Wrote…” where musicians tell of the inspiration behind their top songs — and then perform them live in the studio. It’s quite a find and worthy of burning off at least an hour today. From Cee Lo Green, British Sea Power, Warpaint, Antony & The Johnsons, to Rufus Wainwright and Corinne Bailey Rae. It’s quite a collection.
You can follow them on Twitter to get the latest updates of course..
I moved to NYC because of Lou Reed and Martin Scorsese. They were my young man gods of creation.