Imaginary Conversations with Lester Bangs (#2,983 – Greta Van Fleet)

Me: You know how much I respect you, and it seems likely that you would hate Greta Van Fleet very much, but I need to talk to you about why they're important. Lester: Do you think there's a snowball's chance in the final resting place of worthless rock stars I don't know about Greta Van …

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Music for Dancing on Your Grave

I freely admit that the position of my muse has a fairly hot and heavy turnover rate; so while my current raison de l’art may be Dwight Yoakam—specifically singing “Wild Ride” and “Fast as You,” more specifically rockatwanging terms like slim, side to side, along with my pride, sumpum, you’ll learn, shakes me . . …

Out With the Lightning, in With the Sea: Rock and Roll and Mascots From Nature

Metallica rides it; AC/DC's partial to its throaty echo. It formed the storm that damn near killed Stillwater. Its name is Lightning, Angry Scribble of the Skies, and it's probably the manifestation of nature most closely associated with rock music--and probably because, the mythos goes, it is just so sexy dangerous. In light of that, …

Pet Rock Sounds: Rock and Roll, Beach Music, and What Makes Their Hybrid Work

In one you growl to grinding fuzztastic accompaniment; the other, always bowing to its roots, is all about beer, blondes, and Baywatchin' bosoms. Nothing wrong with either -- the coupling of rock and beach music just isn't based on any clear synonymy. But you hear it plenty. When I first listened to Aye Nako (Silver …