the pseudo-psychedelic sounds of chad & jeremy (“of cabbages and kings”)

BY THE SECOND HALF OF 1966, Chad & Jeremy’s fifteen minutes of fame as Top 40 pop artists was obviously over. Rather than sack it all, they decided to do what all the other serious rock artists were doing—become album artists. “The Pseudo-Psychedelic Sounds Of Chad & Jeremy” is a three-part essay that addresses the music that they made and released on three albums in

david anderle’s won-won-wonderfully weird portrait of brian wilson

THINGS WERE GETTING WEIRD in Brian Wilson’s world when he met David Anderle. By the third quarter of 1966, many significant changes had taken place in his life and his surroundings. PET SOUNDS and Good Vibrations and the SMiLE sessions that everyone in L.A. seemed to know about had brought a very different kind of attention to Brian that previous Beach Boys records such as CONTINUE READING

between the buttons and dandelions, we love you!

GREAT SINGLES ABOUNDED IN 1967, singles by established artists that should have been BIG hits but weren’t—for example, Buffalo Springfield’s Mr. Soul, the Byrds’ Lady Friend, and the Hollies’ King Midas In Reverse (and I could go on but that’s grist for another mill). But perhaps the biggest disappointment was the Rolling Stones second single of the year, We Love You / Dandelion. These CONTINUE READING

God damn the pusher man

THOSE OF US OLD ENOUGH to have at least witnessed “the Sixties”—even if only as teenagers watching it happen all around us—remember that there was a time when the terms “dealer” and “pusher” were NOT synonymous. A dealer sold only “good” drugs—“head drugs”—like marijuana, hash, and the occasional psychedelic (mostly LSD). 1

A pusher, on the other hand, sold the hard stuff (read “addictive”), the CONTINUE READING

talking with ken barnes on his career as a rock journalist

A few weeks ago, I received an invitation from a young musician in England to make a connection on the LinkedIn site, the “world’s largest professional network.” Reluctantly I accepted it, despite the fact that I have yet to meet anyone who has actually benefited professionally from any of their LinkedIn connections. Nonetheless, I certainly don’t know everyone on that network, so maybe I was missing CONTINUE READING

the byrds, the mind gardens, the slings and arrows, the outrageous fortune

ON MY OTHER BLOG,, I just posted an article titled “the ever fallible myopic vindictive emotional biased me (and you).” In the opening paragraph, I used the word “barbs” when I really wanted to use the phrase “slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.”

But I thought what a cliché, nay? Those six familiar words comes from one of the most well-known, oft-quoted of CONTINUE READING