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The Fusion of Rap & Science

Saturday, September 5th, 2009

When you mix Science with Gangster Rap you get some damn funny music!

Check out E=MC Hawkin’s A Brief History Of Rhyme

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A lost Stevie Ray Vaughn Gig?

Sunday, June 28th, 2009

According the the SRV Gig database, Stevie Ray Vaughn played only one show at the Chance theater in Poughkeepsie, on April 28, 1984.

Now, I had a very good time during the early 80s, but I did remember seeing SRV twice at the Chance. So I checked my scrapbook and I have a ticket stub for Stevie Ray Vaughn and Double Trouble at the Chance, on Tuesday, July 12. July 12 fell on a Tuesday in 1983.

I also saw SRV at the New Paltz College Springfest concert in 1984 and at the Orpheum Theater in Boston in 1986.

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One Damn Fine Album

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

American IV: The Man Comes Around by The Man in Black, Johnny Cash.

Deeply moving, powerful music made by a man near the end of a long and rich musical career, staring his own mortality right in the face.

In the movie Walk the Line, Sam Phillips, the producer at Sun Records asks, ” If you was hit by a truck and you was lying out there in that gutter dying, and you had time to sing *one* song. Huh? One song that people would remember before you’re dirt. One song that would let God know how you felt about your time here on Earth. One song that would sum you up.”

Well, in this album J.R. Cash answered that question with every track. Especially touching are The Man Comes Around, Hurt, First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, and Personal Jesus.

Nine Inch Nails’ Trent Reznor, who wrote Hurt, had the following to say after seeing Cash’s music video of Hurt:

I pop the video in, and wow… Tears welling, silence, goose-bumps… Wow. [I felt like] I just lost my girlfriend, because that song isn’t mine anymore… It really made me think about how powerful music is as a medium and art form. I wrote some words and music in my bedroom as a way of staying sane, about a bleak and desperate place I was in, totally isolated and alone. [Somehow] that winds up reinterpreted by a music legend from a radically different era/genre and still retains sincerity and meaning — different, but every bit as pure.

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