Imagine my surprise and delight when I found out that the chairman and CEO of the American Grandparents Association, famed rock music impresario Steve Leber, also is known as Poppie to his seven grandchildren.
Muriel Bowser, the mayor of Washington D.C., deserves at least an honorable mention, for standing strong in the face of threats of jail time from House Republicans, for allowing the will of the voters (70 percent of them) to become law this week.
It's not necessarily lead singers that "have left, or abandoned" their bands, it can be growing in different directions. Or it can be a band no longer swimming in the same direction. It can be hard to admit it when a band has run its course.
Having never seen the stage version of the jukebox musical on which it was based (in its 10th year on Broadway), I still felt that I was getting a representative feel for that show, as filtered through Eastwood's flinty consciousness. But that doesn't make it a good movie.
After completing this song, it must have been 2 a.m. in the morning when we finally called it a night. We were awakened to the news that President Kennedy had been taken to Parkland Memorial Hospital in Dallas. For a bunch of carefree guys in our early twenties, our innocence was lost.
Brian Wilson concerts make me feel young. As a token Gen Xer in a roomful of putrefying Baby Boomers, how could I not? That's because Brian Wilson concerts are where white goes to die. But I shan't be smug about this. I'll get there soon enough. God willing. God help me.