The legacy of The Clash needs no explanation and can still be seen and heard today, and it is Joe Strummer who still stands apart as the front man of The Clash. He is more than just one of the founding fathers of punk. He is a man of the people.
Five years after the "Golden Age of Vinyl" came to a close, the MTV invasion established the dominance of the music video. A few years later came CDs, with their tiny art and microscopic liner notes. The generation of great art representing great music was over.
Wayne Kramer is someone who's history you have to hear to believe. Having served time during what he calls "the drug wars" Wayne now works with jails in the U.S. and UK to rehabilitate prisoners through music with his organization Jail Guitar Doors.
Joe Strummer, the frontman for the legendary rock n' roll band The Clash, would have turned 60 years old this month. He died suddenly of an undiagnosed heart defect 10 years ago this December, but is arguably more relevant today than at the height of his popularity.
The Shoot the Lobster programming will continue to present inventive possibilities, temporarily settling in remote spaces, including a Midwestern basement, an empty parking lot, a restaurant and a pharmacy.
London's fires are cooling into ashes, and with any luck they won't be rekindled. But even though the British economy is still a tinderbox, nothing that's happened has dampened some people's enthusiasm for doing the same thing over here.
As I write this post, I'm sitting in The Wishing Chair. That's the name of a 10,000 Maniacs album from 1985, and also reflects my wish that the band be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. It would be a much-deserved honor.
Chick Corea's new album, Forever, is a two-disc set, with the first disc being acoustic, and the second disc with a full band and guests. For the first disc, I asked him if it was a return to Return To Forever.
Today's rock star is not on a pedestal but rather one of us. Although sixty thousand people were cheering and singing along the feeling was more like they were playing for us around a campfire at the beach.