Note: I took a couple of weeks off to hang out with out-of-town family and work a lot, but will be back next Sunday with some sort of story….here’s a brief and entertaining (thanks to John Forster) take on the college admissions debacle.
Once upon a time, I didn’t have to listen to the radio or read Rolling Stone to find out what was new and good.
That’s because I was a music journalist. Between 1993 and 1996, it was a rare day in the newsroom if a small stack of about-to-be released CDs didn’t arrive.
I’d review four or five in my bi-weekly column, “Fresh Sounds.”
By now, of course, many of those sounds are stale. Or forgotten. But occasionally, something will happen in the world and suddenly one of those tunes becomes absolutely relevant.
There’s prescient, and there’s funny, and there’s Forster. He’s the entire package and deserves a wide audience, especially in these times.