“This drummer,” he said, “I’ve never heard ANYTHING like him.” (← language warning (sorry dad!))
“As good as Neil?”
“Even Neil isn’t doing this.”
We said our goodbyes. I went to the computer, inserted the disc and put on my headphones. And . . . wwwwwow.
Wowwowwowwowwow. . . .
Not my last concert, but certainly one of the most memorable.
Ancient history... |
"Who here's ready to go SOLO?!" |
Then there are the bands that make a splash, and break up, and reunite in various forms, only to break up again and establish a cycle particular to themselves. Case in point — X, godparents to the California punk scene. Again, in the news: X releases a new album, their first new material in 35 (or 27, depending) years, surprising everyone who thought the original line-up would never reunite. Unusually, the band members are keeping mum as to how this reunion was made possible, never mind desirable, to the various individuals on-board.
They look happy enough — for now. |
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