Many artists display rock and roll, but for reasons I'll explain, it's tough to see if you don't study the work in person -- and I've had the good fortune to study the work of all three of these painters in person.
Three months ago I couldn't have told you the difference between Bruce Springsteen and Rick Springfield. If asked back in August what my favorite music was, I would have answered with some version of punk.
When I think about Bruce, I think about Bob. Please don't cringe -- I promise this isn't a flashback to the first days of Bruce Springsteen and the inescapable comparison to Bob Dylan. Bob is my dad's first cousin.
In 1969 I went to Woodstock. The girls all around me were going crazy for the musicians on stage. If any of those players had come down off the stage and walked through the crowd they would have had girls clinging to them like dryer sheets on a pair of freshly dried socks. I wanted that.
For social gatherings at home built around screening movies, outstanding rock documentaries and concert films are virtually guaranteed crowd pleasers, particularly if your home theater set-up includes a quality sound system.
Wrecking Ball stands as Springsteen's best album release in almost thirty years. It's both wrenching and jubilant; looking back and looking forward; steeped in sorrow as well as celebratory and undaunted.
Are these artists I just mentioned going to be overlooked forever because of some sort of expiration date? They're not melons. If they intend to keep the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame until the end of time, then most of these artists should be inducted before Justin Bieber grows a mustache.
In 2003, Jeffrey Cain, formerly of Remy Zero, met one of his music idols, Steve Kilbey. The two subsequently teamed up as "Isidore." Isidore's long-awaited second album, Life Somewhere Else, comes out this week.
My exposure to classical music was limited, by choice, and Beethoven was little more than a key "droogie" in A Clockwork Orange. But then, as I approached my 60th birthday, something happened. My life has gone from "Roll Over, Beethoven" to just... Beethoven.