Last night, while Linette and the kids were out with friends, celebrating the coming of the new year, I was home in bed, recovering from a stomach bug. It was a relatively uneventful evening. I watched Arrival (which I’d been saving for a special occasion), listened to some pre-WWII jazz (as I like to do every […]
At some point in 1938, while employed by the Library of Congress Archive of American Folk Song to record and preserve regional American music being put at risk by popular music like jazz, music archivist Alan Lomax found himself at a Washington, DC club by the name of the Jungle Inn, one of the few […]
While I have friends who play in bands, and, on occasion, even make music myself, I rarely, if ever, listen to anything recorded after the start of World War II. Yes, every once in a while I pull out a record by the Ramones, Television or the Velvet Underground, but, for the most part, I […]
Maybe western culture does deserve to be taken out back and shot.
