Introduce Yourselves!

wow! you know custos?!

Whew, life can be a bit crazy sometimes. After all that I am still a music geek looking for the best new sound.
Cheers.

23 Positions in a 1 Night Stand

I Don't Serve Ribs

ok, so i'm intense, random, my brain is in overload and my attention to detail is sh*t right now. yeah, but ridilin doesn't help, never did. music is an (at times) overwhelming emotional/physical/psychological experience; daily a song or album will just fuck my mind all up. i'm a total naive idealist romantic, partly, at least. so, uh, hi, again:)

I grew up listening to '45s on the kitchen floor. My recollection is hazy, though I recall enjoying: the Monkees, Johnny Cash (Boy Named Sue), Georgie Girl, and somewhere along the way, "Boogie Nights." I listened to transistor radios a lot in my youth and thought disc jockeys wielded enormous power and influence. This was before I met some of them.

First record purchased with my own money: Kiss Alive at K-Mart sometime in 1977. I saw Kiss that same year, or '78, at the Chicago Stadium with my parents and a friend from school. . I soon tired of them and sold all those records at a garage sale. Records that mattered since then: Back in Black/Moving Pictures/Quadrophenia/Stop Making Sense/It Takes a Nation of Millions/Doolittle/A Love Supreme/Mummies Play Their Own Records/Reverse Willie Horton/Teenager of the Year/Mass Romantic/One Beat and literally hundreds of others I can't think of this instant.

I am, to one degree or another, a rockist, but my tastes now are more catholic than ever and I'm open to anything with a great melody/good texture or tough beats. I don't have the time to listen to music like I once did. Basically, I live for the spine tingle that music delivers sporadically. That, for me, is what it's all about.

I've written a few music pieces that ran in Chicago recently (one on the impending demise of the Checkerboard Lounge) that I have been working up the nerve to throw up here for commentary or ridicule.

alright then, that's me.

Jaymc: I write primarily for Crain's Chicago Business. They pay well and I have a family to support.

I hope that's not mutually exclusive. Nyuk nyuk nyuk.

Rockist, I was not suggesting mutual exclusivity, just answering your call.

Regarding name recognition, give me something more to go on and we'll see if we've crossed paths. There are clips I'm proud of and there are others I'd rather not revisit, if you know what I mean.

but perhaps not

mookie, it's more likely he's confusing me with former Pittsburgh Penguins forward, Martin Sonnenberg . . . or maybe violinist Nadia Solerno Sonnenberg. Schoenfeld is a longshot. (Though I did enjoy Schoenfeld's infamous post-game altercation with Don Koharski. Stone-cold classic!)

After a 6 year tour of the midwest (Mpls for 5, Chicago for 1, with a disasterous 4 month stopover in Brooklyn along the way) I'm in Philadelphia. Weaned on 1983-4 chartpop. Graduated to bad music for 40 year olds (So, Back in the High Life, White Fricking City) plus some decent classic rock and oldies. Chuck Berry and David Bowie helped me acclimate to punk. Slowly caught up with indie (for the first time) and hip-hop (after a few year hiatus) in college. Turned omniverous in the early 90s. "I like all kinds of music."

References available upon request.