I remember a compilation CD I had years ago called Golden Throats, which was a collection of celebs from the 60s singing well-known songs. It was more kitschy than quality, a special kind of tortured lounge — funny, but not something you’d put on repeat. When I think of covers, that’s where my head goes first. Or wedding bands you see in movies that are the butt of a joke.
Read MoreWe listen to a lot of music in our house. Half of it breezes right past my ears. It really wasn't until Edie started stopping in her tracks, ending some pretty ferocious concentration, to wave her arm back and forth (sometimes Maya Rudolph style dance moves
Read MoreWhile I haven't had time to get much done I've somehow carved out enough space in my brain to obsess over a few things. Part of me knows I've got to move on, while another part of me can't let go until I completely wear out my love for this stuff.
Read MoreThis week marked the beginning of summer, even though for many this means nothing... you're either already out of school or working like it's any other time of the year. Anyway I thought this would be the perfect time to remember a genre that was all about the season -- Beach Party movies.
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