Maybe there ARE bands that cave into the pressure put on by record producers who feel that they can make more money if they “soften the edge” of their music, or mimic whatever is trending. I have a lot of trouble imagining that. In fact, I choose not to believe that. I’m glad that bands I love like Linkin Park and Shinedown continue to evolve and try new things and stay fresh. It’s part of what makes them exceptional. Every artist should…
My daughter went on an overnight field trip as part of the Maritime Programs curriculum series through her elementary school. She went aboard the “California” as a male merchant sailor in the year 1774. I had a “parental assignment” of writing her a letter from home as if I too was living in the era. Being that I hadn’t let my creative lion roar in over two weeks (aka – work on my novel) I probably went a little overboard with it. I took the meat of what I knew of the Quiggle surname and family history, mixed in historically accurate names and facts about the area they settled in, threw in a dash of fiction, and made sausage.
This blog is written by a well-educated mature football fan, inspired by the lively discussions of other men wearing the same colors, influenced by media both local and national, neutral and not, and will be full of insight and opinion of coaching, players, and the general management of the Miami Dolphins – with occasional other sports related topics thrown in.
Do young people listen to AM radio? A quick google on the subject reveals a pretty even distribution from a few years ago. I’ll admit I’m mildly surprised by that. When I was a kid the only time I heard sports talk was on long car trips with my dad. I was an FM-head in perpetual search of a station that dared to play metal. I was certain I would find the same today. Since radio has found its way to the on-line world with streaming websites and apps like iHeartRadio, the life of the radio “vehicle” has been extended immeasurably. But what of the quality?
A week or so ago, a valued friend and mentor posted this link to her Facebook account: Scottish “Fight Song”
It gave me goose-flesh. Not because the music is beautiful, or expertly performed, though it is… but because of the strange effect these sights and sounds have had on me during my time on this planet. It has injected the drug of doubt into the Chronicles of Scott Quiggle the Unbeliever.