Whatever the circumstances of his early passing, Ronnie Montrose’s music spoke to larger things — to outer-limits explorations on the guitar, to rafter-rearranging loudness, to fun.
On its fourth studio album, Powder Mill delivers a rough-around-the-edges, nasty, gnarly blend of Southern rock and country that will certainly remind fans of fellow Ozark rockers Black Oak Arkansas.
Don’t get Kiss’ Gene Simmons started on Wikipedia, the crowd-sourced online reference site. Wait, on second thought: Do. Do get him started. The results are hilarious.
Now that Steve Lukather’s latest round of shows with Ringo Starr’s All-Starr Band have come to an end, he’s focused on work toward Toto’s first studio effort since 2006’s Falling in Between.
Garth Hudson catches a honking groove on the accordion, setting the stage for a galloping assertion of carnal desire to which only Levon Helm — with his patented yard-dog yelp — could do justice.
I spent a lot of quality time with Bloodgood in the late 1980s. It was around the time that Stryper rose to fame and Christian metal exploded as a subgenre on labels like Frontline Records.
Despite their enormous popularity, the Beatles released few live recordings. The closest the group ever came to releasing a live album was in 1977, when Live at the Hollywood Bowl made its debut.
Despite their having recently performed with a pair of guest singers, Brian May says the group isn’t out looking for a frontman to replace the departed Freddie Mercury. Fate just keeps stepping in.
Ronee Blakley had a whirlwind introduction to Bob Dylan, one that led to her recording with him and joining his legendary Rolling Thunder Revue almost overnight. She says she had to work not to be in utter awe of it all.
From Agony Aunts to Big Boy Pete, from Merrell Fankhauser to Richard Heyman, from Jeremy to Gary Ritchie, it’s been a terrific year for often overlooked rock and pop. Here’s my list of fun faves