To know Pete Townshend a little is to love him. And to know Pete Townshend a lot (as guitarist, singer, rocker, lyricist, poet, author, producer, philanthropist and, objectively-speaking, visionary) is to love him even more.

The world has just lost an undisputed Master of Cinema, English director Ken Russell. Truly, it's hard to believe that one man was responsible for so many outrageous and outstanding motion-picture experiences.

As The Who show progressed, with no security staff whatsoever, the wings of the stage started getting jammed. But, I was still the only one onstage.

After I caught Pete Townshend's guitar -- hurled from the stage -- I turned to see dozens of kids charging down the aisle, absolutely intent on taking the guitar away from me...a true mob!

It was April 1970 and I had camped out for two nights to get tickets for The Who's Final Performance of "Tommy" at the absurdly ostentatious and downright silly venue, The Metropolitan Opera House at Lincoln Center.

Spencer Proffer is considered a leader in entertainment, pioneering media integrations before it was fashionable to do so.

All the older Reynolds kids, including Randy -- the coolest girl I knew -- went to Woodstock. I felt left out even though I wasn't quite sure what Woodstock was. I knew I was missing something monumental.

Competing for the title "Best Female Pop-R&B Artist Deserving Your Limited CD Dollars" come two fierce competitors, both with new projects worthy of your consideration.