Time and time again, compilations of certain artists are released that never seem to do that artist complete justice. I can think of a handful – if that many – that worked and worked right, but they are few and far between. Until now, the aptly-titled Monkees 50. This 3-CD set comprises all The Monkees’ hit singles, non-hit singles and a host of beloved album tracks spanning their 50-year career and this one is about as near perfect as one could get or hope for. Sure, there are a few songs I personally would have loved to see on there, but as a lifelong fan, the fact that “Love Is Only Sleeping”, “Tapioca Tundra” and “Tear Drop City” are on there is enough for my money. Again – that’s a personal perspective (along with my typical grousing of “why didn’t they include “The Door Into Summer” or Nesmith’s vocal version of “I Don’t Think You Know Me”” – no tracks from any of the wonderful Missing Links series are here BUT they DID include “You …
Albert Brooks made two comedy albums in the ’70s. Both have stood the test of time.
I can remember that icy and wet Saturday in late February, 1982 as my friends and I made our way into the city on our usual Saturday record trek – that was the routine. Meet at the ferry; walk up Broadway to Prince Street and start hitting all the record stores. One of our favorites was Bonaparte’s – The British Record Shop (full name, on the awning) located in what later became Bleecker Bob’s (which was originally near the corner of 8th Street, on MacDougal); this was right before they closed (which was devastating). Bonaparte’s had everything punk/new wave in a great atmosphere. The window-lined racks always had that particular week’s new releases – albums were usually $7.99; singles $1.99 (remember – these were imports). On this particular Saturday, I was actually there to get something before I started browsing; I had to have the new XTC album, which just made it over to these shores. It was called English Settlement; it was a double album and XTC were one of my favorite bands, along …
When making up a list of the most important British Invasion bands, why aren’t The Kinks higher to the top?
It is nearly impossible to imagine a world without Kiss at this point. Whether you are a full-on soldier in the Kiss Army or you can’t stand them at all, you are always made aware that they exist even now. Gene Simmons’ combination of business savvy and brazen brand-whoring assures that. In October of 1974, however, things were much more tentative. A small group of fans had gravitated to that weird first album of theirs, more than a passing nod to one of Simmons’ idols The Beatles. The demonic kabuki makeup and glitter-bomb logo told a different story. Even in the rough ‘n ready world of hard rock in the early 1970s, the eponymous debut rougher, which is a polite way of saying it was recorded on the relative cheap and sounded that way. Even with the benefit of a little more money and a better recording studio, 1974’s Hotter Than Hell still wasn’t going to become an audiophile’s demo disc for their “killer stereo setup.” The material that would comprise Hotter Than Hell would …
For all the cries of Joe Jackson’s “forsaking” pop, 1994’s “Night Music” says otherwise.
The sad tale of The Singing Nun and her joyful song about a saint.
Wings had yet to lock in an album that justified their existence. Band On The Run changed that.
Why is 1973’s Brain Salad Surgery “none more prog”?
In the 1980s prog was becoming accessible and pop was kinda becoming prog.
At least Michael Bay didn’t blow up Aaron Burr.
Holmes and Dunphy take on the revival of a true music icon in 1973.
Terrorism. Warfare. Gun violence. Sexy women in leather. Kids television. Ah, the Eighties.
He-Man’s going to show you how to be good, normal children.
Huey Lewis and the News, Sports, and the fallacy of the guilty pleasure.
Hinky? What’s a hinky?
Could this be the best thing George Lucas ever made?
In 1993 Billy Joel made people feel awkward and sad.
The Popdose Staff uses the event of being an extra to extol the virtues of John Candy.
Captain Jack will get you high tonight.
1993 was ground zero for the nu-metal movement. We just didn’t know yet.
Flashback looks over another of Chicago’s big hits and complains about ‘whatever happened to…’
Popdose asks, “Why not? It’s only natural!”
In preparation for the Man Of Steel, let’s look back at the Hunk Of Junk.
Laser blasts don’t leave no blood behind.
A look back at Iron Maiden’s fourth studio LP, ‘Piece of Mind’, which celebrates its 30th anniversary this week.
The long, strange trip from WWII to Samuel L.
In April 1983, Japan introduced the Famicom. A couple years later, sales of Funyons increased three-fold.
And when the cupboard’s bare, will you still even care?
Put on your penis-shaped suit, it’s The Tubes.