The Rockologist is the alter-ego that BC music editor Glen Boyd uses from time to time whenever he feels particularly compelled to comment on such weighty matters as how downloading and exclusivity deals are killing music retail, or why Neil Young charges so much for his damn tickets. The Rockologist has also been known to fondly remember things from his many former lives both in and out of the music business. Like the first time he put the needle to the groove on such long since forgotten bands as Uriah Heep and Black Oak Arkansas, the time English folk-rocker Al Stewart stole his date, or that brief minute or so when he was actually on Rick Rubin's speed-dial. Class is in session, and the Rockologist is in. (Thanks to Jet Gardner for the graphic).
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So, is it too late to talk about the Grammys?
Listen to Springsteen's new single "We Take Care Of Our Own," with lyrics included, here.
Reunited, and it feels so good.
Given the alternatives, Coldplay deserve a break.
The ten albums that spent the most time in heavy rotation on my CD player. Sorry, the Rockologist doesn't do iPods.
The last, great creative spark from the greatest rock and roll band in the world.
Sunglasses not required.
Still one hell of a beautiful sounding noise.
Let it rock, let it roll...will the Bible Belt come and save the Followill boys soul?
Sex and drugs and rock and roll and...death. Stop Making Sense.
Familiarity sells records, but the results can be a mixed bag.
Elton, we get it. You're rich. You're famous. You're gay. But thank you for reaching out to Leon Russell.
These are my twisted thoughts.
Happy Bird Kill 2011.
A snapshot in time.
It doesn't get any better than this.
Separating the men from the boys when it comes to Dylanology.
I Got Id. Or at least, me and Neil and Pearl Jam do.
Historical significance aside, Bless Its Pointed Little Head is still the definitive live Jefferson Airplane album.
The upcoming fall new music release calendar just got a lot more interesting.