Rule Number One for Songwriters

Rule Number One for Songwriters

I have one rule when it comes to a song that, when violated, instantly dictates that I will not like it. No matter the artist. No matter the genre. I am talking about a phrase, repeated, consecutively, more than twice, particularly without change in meaning by inflection or change in dynamics. Join me as I describe why I hate the Grammys, discuss music that breaks the rule, and get creative “correcting” the lyrics of a brand new Shinedown song.

Ready Player One

Ready Player One

Unlike most of my other reviews, this one contains spoilers for the book and movie. I’m pretty angry and I need to crap out some examples.  This movie is extremely difficult to be objective about. I might give it a higher rating if I had not read and loved the book.

Dolphins Owner’s Neglect Forces Fan Retirement

This is a move to preserve my ego, sanity, and not be dragged down by the embarrassment of how poorly the Miami Dolphins are managed. As I pack my father’s old army duffel with jerseys, jackets, hats, t-shirts, sweatshirts, sweatpants, shorts, polos, and even socks to store away in the back corner of my closet, I am thinking that I will not live to see the day that the Dolphins are good again. With a sarcastic sense of humor, and many years of analysis, I will explain.

Lady Bird

Lady Bird

My Rating: 75% Teen angst. It’s been done a million times. No, really, probably more than a million. From every Disney and Nickelodeon television show ever created, to all 50 years of Hollywood’s productions I’ve been around for. Some are more...