Pages tagged “listening to my life”

Listening To My Life: Pop-Punk As Religion

By Allie Conti at 1:00 PM on October 6, 2011

Despite an overwhelmingly negative critical consensus, pop-punk is a sacred genre, a fact I will argue until my dying breath (after which “At Your Funeral” by Saves the Day will undoubtedly play as my requiem). read more

Found in: Music, Columns

Listening To My Life: The Korean Godfather of Rock 'n' Roll

By Christina Lee at 5:25 PM on September 7, 2011

The only time I visited Korea, I was 11 and my parents hadn’t yet divorced. My brother and I stayed in my dad Eun’s tiny apartment in Seoul, which was walking distance from a park, a bowling alley and the food court of the 32-story shopping mall then known as Samsung Plaza. read more

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Listening To My Life: “Are You There, Mick? It’s Me, Bonnie”

By Bonnie Stiernberg at 12:30 PM on August 31, 2011

Mick Jagger doesn't know it, but he changed my life. That's not hyperbole, just a fact: If it wasn't for a man four decades and an ocean away that I've never met, you wouldn't be reading this article right now. read more

Found in: Music, Columns

Listening to My Life: Stereolab, North Carolina

By Curt Cloninger at 7:30 AM on May 26, 2010

When I first moved from the flatlands of south Alabama to the Appalachian Mountains of western North Carolina, I felt obligated to play bluegrass or old-time fiddle music during every country drive... read more

Found in: Music, Features

Listening to My Life: Lost in the Shuffle

By Maura Johnston at 10:00 AM on March 10, 2010

For most of my music-consuming life, my collection has had an imposing physical component. I crammed huge racks of CDs into tiny dorm rooms and slightly less-cramped apartments. I scoured furniture stores for storage units that had shelves more than 12 inches deep. And I agonized over what to cull when I needed space for less essential items, like clothing or food. Visiting friends would always comment on the sheer bulk of music in my living space, as though they’d stopped by just to gawk at the alphabetically and chronologically organized spectacle.... read more

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Listening to My Life: American Music Club and the Dregs of Winter

By Andy Whitman at 3:00 PM on March 1, 2010

[Illustration by Edward McGowan] February in Columbus, Ohio, means the fourth consecutive month without sunshine. Eight months of the year, it’s a great place to live. But during the winter, a dismal pall settles over the city. Too far south to offer much in the way of invigorating winter sports, but too far north to escape the general crud, the typical Columbus winter day features ominous grey clouds, sleet and temperatures hovering around 35 degrees. Coincidentally, this is also how Dante describes the innermost circle of hell.... read more

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Listening to My Life: Michael Azerrad on Punk Rock and Michael McDonald

By Michael Azerrad at 11:00 AM on November 30, 2009

I never thought I’d quote former Doobie Brother and MCI pitchman Michael McDonald, but he recently said something interesting to Paste about recording with Grizzly Bear: “The punk movement swung towards being as primitive as possible, but now it’s back to where these guys are good musicians. I never thought that would come back around, but it has.” Of course, punk was about tearing down what people like McDonald had built, and putting up something better. It’s just that punk’s legacy has finally gotten to the point where Mr. Yah Mo Be There himself gets it.... read more

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Jim Carroll and the Punk Pulitzer

By Andy Whitman at 11:35 AM on September 14, 2009

The celebrated author of The Basketball Diaries passed away on Friday... read more

Found in: Books, Features

Listening to My Life: Brothers in Arms

By Henry Freedland at 4:03 PM on April 13, 2009

My brother was a classic-rock kid, a Baby Boomer’s baby. Though born in 1983, only three years before me, Seth strode into record stores with the confidence of a guy... read more

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Listening to My Life: The Sublime Years

By John H. Richardson at 12:00 PM on November 10, 2008

Julia left last week—got in her little Honda, backed out and drove away. West to California. With her long brown hair streaming and her boyfriend riding shotgun. My oldest daughter, gone... read more

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