Confession: The Police aided and abetted my escape from hard rock
A friend passed along some lyrics. And the era of Styx came to an abrupt end.
When Mark met Marianne
Because nothing warms up a frosty morning like a multi-part harmony layered over searing electric guitars.
Released from Exile
I dropped the needle on the Stones’ 1972 masterpiece. And everything changed.
For a California girl, a soulful revelation
They buried the funk in a small records section in a small drugstore. Dena Odell found it anyway.
An 8th grader explores the dark side
K.C. Neel ditched school. It was so worth it.
