A good friend sent me a link to this video—he included no descriptive comments that could have biased my opinion. In fact, I had no idea what it was about prior to viewing. As it began, I immediately thought this was either a trailer for the next mediocre Marvel Comics film (think: "Thor II"), or a parody from late-night television. The ominous music is way over the top (cue scary sounding movie trailer announcer guy: “In a world beyond all space and time…”) and the blacksmith looks like a cross between Burgess Meredith and George “the Animal” Steele from the World Wrestling Feder
When rock and roll music was born in the 1950s it was performed primarily by young people for young people. A number of those young rock stars have grown old yet they continue to play vital, exciting rock music. It is sad for me as a fan, however, when rock musicians I admire pass away. As more “classic” rock musicians enter their 60s and 70’s, this will unfortunately become more common.
Kudos to David Alire Garcia for his enlightening article, “The Greening of Detroit.” As a Detroit resident, I have not only witnessed the impact of community gardens on various neighborhoods, but I have experienced it first hand as well.
In my last post on In All Things I mentioned that Time magazine had purchased a house in Detroit so they could cover the city's news up close and personal. The latest blog entry by the Time writers focuses on U of D Jesuit High School and Academy, my alma mater. The blog writer dubs UD High the last Catholic College Prep school in the city of Detroit. This is not exactly true.
America readers may be interested to know that Time Magazine recently purchased a beautiful 6 bedroom house on Detroit’s east side for under $100,000 where a few of their reporters will reside for one year, covering the changes in Detroit (good and bad) brought about by the declining auto industry. Time writers are blogging at: http://detroit.blogs.time.com/ and doing a fairly good job, in this local boy’s opinion.
In the summer time, we all scream for ice cream, as the childhood rhyme goes. But occasionally there are other reasons to scream, especially for those who front rock and roll bands.
Yesterday I attended a concert performed by the band King’s X, a favorite of mine for over 15 years. I have seen the band at least a dozen times and they never disappoint. King’s X is a hard rock band comprised of three very accomplished musicians. Their sound has been described as the “Beatles meets AC/DC” because their crunchy guitars and driving rhythm section are accompanied by impressive three part harmonies. I attend a lot of hard rock shows, and when I look around at the audience at most of these venues I notice a lot of people similar to me—namely white and male.
Just as people of faith travel to holy places through the world, such as Lourdes or Mecca, music fans also recognize the sacredness of certain locations. One such righteous locale is Austin, Texas, home of the annual South by Southwest (SXSW) festival. My wife and I were SXSW rock and roll pilgrims this past weekend, enjoying a belated wedding gift from my sister-in-law who resides just blocks from downtown Austin.