For Very Old People Like Me — It happens all the time. An aging late 40 something rocker decides they’re gonna go check out that brand new band all “the kids” keep raving about. …

I’m a steering wheel drummer. I’m one of the best in the business. If you pull up next to me at a stoplight you will see me working the wheel. You then have two choices, you can stare in horror or flash me some horns, it’s up to you. …

No judgments, just truth — Through five seasons of coaching 6U soccer, I haven’t won a single game. You can’t because they don’t keep score. You can, however, still have a successful season, and much of that hinges on after-game snacks. …

Is it you, is it me? — Stone Temple Pilots arrived in 1992 to release “Core,” a really good record that helped them ride the then-burgeoning “grunge wave” to prominence. The single “Plush” became a huge hit that was destined to be on any future 90s playlist. But like so many other bands of their ilk and…

An aftershock from a celebration I missed — When The Police broke up in 1984, I was 10 years old. I missed the party. But even though the party wasn’t still kicking, I still tried to attend. When I found a cassette of “Synchronicity” a few years later in my brother’s room, I stole it and wore that…

Woohoooo! — I’m not interested in fighting any of you super duper Blur fans out there. I can feel your love for this group and I understand. I’m not trying to boil this group down to one song and bring out the soccer hooligan inside of you. …

Hard line hard line after hard line — Rage Against the Machine’s debut album dropped in the early 90s and at first, it was hard to place. It wasn’t really “grunge” nor was it purely “rap-rock.” I guess the closest frame of reference I had at the time was Anthrax. But Anthrax was kind of goofy, and Rage…

Prepare for immediate dust off — At the end of Talladega Nights is a gag reel of fake commercials. In one of them Ricky Bobby holds up a pack of gum and says, “If you don’t chew Big Red, then f@#k you.” …

This thing was on — The wave of “Emo” music that began to dominate the airwaves in the late 90s wasn’t really for me. As I was heading closer to being 30 years old I found it tricky to latch onto a slew of neo-punks colorfully shouting, “Life sucks, let’s rock!” And eventually, this pervasive…