I'm a Believer.. He's a Deceiver. The Lies of Neil Diamond.

It all started with the utter betrayal of Harry Nilsson that Neil Diamond felt he could get away with on his recent album of cover songs, Dr...

This Tangent Leads to and from and back to Julian Cope.

Two nights ago, one of the bands I play in, School For the Dead , was practicing for our upcoming show with the legendary Mitch Easter . Key...

Nineteen (oh it hurts!) Years Ago tonight...

I was a freshman at UMass Amherst and I had heard that Michael Nesmith was going to be playing at Nightstage in Cambridge. It was a weekend,...

The Changing Fortunes of the Four Headed Monster: a review of Rhino Handmade's Reissue of "The Birds, The Bees and The Monkees"

To any of my Facebook friends, or to readers of John Hendrickson's excellent "Born to Rock and Roll" blog , this entry will be...

A new document of an acid-fueled 1972 European Tour. (No, it's not who you might think)

I randomly came across a couple clips of this recently released documentary of Leonard Cohen's 1972 tour of Europe and was entranced by...

What's in a Voice? A light pondering of timbre and its inequities.

Humans are programmed to be prejudiced in a few shallow, sensory ways that most folks never take the time to think on and undo. Mike Nesmith...

The Ballad of Garcia y Vega

During this chilly, chilly time of year, one of the most comforting voices I fall back on is that of Robyn Hitchcock. I just made a mix for ...