she came to this conclusion: I’m shocked by anyone who doesn’t consider Los Angeles to be anything less than a bozo-saturated hellhole.

Edgar Winter—almost without question—is the most successful albino “keytar” enthusiast of the late 20th century. He had a lot to be happy about. “Slow Ride” opens

Well, that settles it: Styx and Stones may break my bones, but “More Than Words” will never hurt me.

But this is how popular culture works: You allow yourself to be convinced you’re sharing a reality that doesn’t exist.

Memphis offers two key points of investigation for rock ’n’ roll forensic experts. The first is Graceland, where Elvis Presley’s heart stopped on a toilet. The second is Mud Island Harbor on the Mississippi River, where Jeff Buckley went for a swim and did not succeed.

But the main thing I dislike about Elvis Presley is the idea of Elvis Presley, and that idea is what keeps Graceland in business. It’s the religiosity of garbage culture; it validates the import of tabloid aesthetics, and it makes our society look stupid.

popular rock band of all time, and they’re popular in a way the Beatles and Stones cannot possibly compete with; this is because every straight man born after the year 1958 has at least one transitory period in his life when he believes Led Zeppelin is the only good band that ever existed. And there is no other rock group that generates that

Here in McComb, I’m in a Comfort Inn. It’s relatively comfortable, so there will be no need to get into a semantic argument with the woman at the front desk.

Within these strangely specific conditions, everything is perfect. We are perfect.” “Maybe so,” she replied.