justin
By way of introduction, I thought I would list a few facts about myself that will either inspire you to read my music musings or compel you to back up three pages on your browser to the Internet porn site you got all post-partum over when you went Googling for wholesale mulberries that you heard were an awesome aphrodisiac. Sorry to disappoint.
You are on Mulberry Street now so wash your hands and straighten up.
As you will see, the following credentials endow me with and expertise regarding music knowings, which should inspire you to tune in – and stay tuned:
- I like music.
- I own a lot of music and some of it is good.
- I had a subscription to Rolling Stone magazine from 1981 to sometime in 2009. All great things must come to an end.
- In the late 80’s I read some of those Rolling Stone issues.
- I’m a dude and it’s largely accepted that men invented music. As you know, music was invented during the Paleolithic age, although back then it consisted mostly of intermittent screams and grunts accompanied by the syncopated rhythm of retreat. And now with an auto-tuned Kanye West who sings, Otzi’s test tube baby, and Justin Bieber on the scene, it seems we have come full circle.
- My father is black and my mother is white, so I totally get why Elvis was King and consequently why Darius Rucker’s country makeover was a success.
- I am a big fan of both Nancy Wilsons, although the black one is my favorite.
- I can’t decide if Sam Cooke or Jackie Wilson is my favorite pop singer. (And, yes I’ve heard Taylor Swift’s brilliant, self-penned hit song that she keeps going to No. 1 with every other week for the last 10 years or however long it’s been).
- I have tinnitus.
- I’m on a blog.
Excellent 21st Century credentials, if I do say so myself. So now that you’ve determined I’m just like you, you may now proceed…







