Music has a funny way of imprinting a time period in the listener's head. And maybe that's why we like it. As a work of both art and performance, listening to music becomes more than a passive experience.
The 1960s folk music scene was a chapter in a long story, one that began decades earlier and that continues today as a new generation of singers and songwriters connect -- directly and indirectly -- to the burgeoning progressive movements that are rippling across the country.
As I prepared to write about an act of uncommon decency by a professional athlete, I realized that calling it that was unfair, that it diminishes what happened, because this was simply an act of uncommon decency, period.
"I think it's super pop. I think it's pop, I think it's modern, I think it's current and it fits right in today with all of these danceable tunes. It does all of those things, it's drivable in the car. That's always the test."
Tobias Campbell shoots and edits Noan Chenfeld's video "I'm Just A Soul" just like a pro, employing the teen singer-songwriter's emotional delivery and bipedalism to make use of Central Park's beautiful snowed-under bleakness.
Seeing Allen Toussaint perform twice in the space of about 60 days -- in drastically different circumstances each time -- reminded me of why a love for musical roots can seemingly never run out of ways to discover and rediscover the beginnings of American popular music.