Black Sabbath playing âWar Pigsâ live. Still one of the greatest anti-war songs. (That drummer, folks. They donât make them like that anymore.)
I love vinyl records too, but you know whatâs cheap and plentiful for the person who wants to own their music? CDs. My local record store had a huge selection but half price books and thrift stores have just as many with even lower prices. And CD players are cheaper than record players right now.
Now spinning: Beach Boys compilation âEndless Summer.â Not my usual music but it caught the attention of my teenage daughter. I came into the room and found her taking a video of it playing.
Now spinning: the Abyssinian Baptist Choir led by Professor Alex Bradford. Liner notes by no less than Langston Hughes.


Sometimes I remember. Sometimes I feel the magic.
Amen, Parker.
I’ve been listening to Colter Wall’s “Western Swings & Waltzes and Other Punchy Songs” on repeat for days now. This is proper country music. Favorite song: “Big Iron”. Rachel (who is the real country music fan in the family) thought she had heard it before and figured out it was a cover of Marty Robbins. Superior to the original, in my opinion.
Three songs so miserably sad itâs hard to listen to them more than once:
- Keith Whitley, âDonât close your eyesâ
- George Jones, âHe stopped loving her todayâ
- Jason Isbell, âIf we were vampiresâ
Others that fit the description?
Some music from this evening:
âThe first commercially-available CD (Billy Joel’s 52nd Street) was released forty years ago yesterday.â And today, by coincidence, I bought a CD for the first time in many, many years.