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Basement Songs: “Groundhog Day”
Scott Malchus looks back again (and again) at the Bill Murray classic Groundhog DayRead More »
Mix Six: “Soundtrack to a Future Zombie Apocalypse”
Oh my effing giddy aunt! The zombies are coming, and there's nothing you can do about it. But you can get prepared now with this week's Mix Six.
Read More »Basement Songs: The Pretenders, “I’ll Stand By You”
As I did a quick dance to get around a woman standing idle on the steps at the train station, my iPod shuffled on to "I'll Stand by You" and I knew that I
Read More »Basement Songs: Van Halen, “Little Guitars”
A strong, effective piece of songwriting that blended hard rock with some new wave leanings, you hear an unexpected poignancy in "Little Guitars." That’s right, a Van Halen song that actually has feeling
Read More »The Three Strike Rule: “Mad Men”
I believe that like any great character of fiction, we see a part of ourselves in Don Draper. We see a human being with faults, albeit ones that are amplified by being the
Read More »Basement Songs: Announcing “Wendover”…
How does a comic book come together? By chance and friendship. Read today's Basement Songs to find out about the latest (co) creation by Scott Malchus. Don't worry, there are still a couple songs,
Read More »Basement Songs: Marshall Crenshaw, “Right on Time”
You don’t come across many throwback love songs like this one, with a driving beat that beckons the open road and your hands pounding on the dashboard.
Read More »Basement Songs: Journey, “Only the Young”
In the fall of 1984, the Make A Wish Foundation contacted the band Journey. A 16-year old fan from Cleveland named Kenny Sykaluk was in the final days of his lifelong battle with cystic
Read More »Basement Songs: “The Sting” Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
Long before I knew who Paul Newman and Robert Redford were, before I understood what a long con was or even what a hooker did, I knew of Scott Joplin, Marvin Hamlisch and the
Read More »Basement Songs: Chris Isaak, “Wicked Game”
The wind blew through my grimy hair as I lounged in the back of the pickup truck. Drunk on the youthful feeling of invincibility, and also the four beers I’d had at lunch, work
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