The Living Rockumentary

Perhaps, Brian, your eyes are burning from all them naked ladies you been ga-ga-gawkin' at. Nah, mang, but seriously, my classic rock phase did not last long and didn't have much of an impact on me (and even during the phase, I still found little to like about Led Zeppelin, the kings of classic rock) but I did develop a keen admiration for the Southern boogie and effervescently intertwining triple-lead guitars in Skynyrd. Plus Robbie Van Zant's songs weren't overly sexist or heavily laden with bullshit mystical imagery like many other classic rockers so they're easier to swallow now that I'm an adult. But really I just dig on their guitar playing. Free Bird isn't my thing but the guitars on I Know A Little, Gimme 3 Steps, Down South Jukin', Call Me The Breeze, Sweet Home Alabama- good stuff. You can have Yes and The Eagles and Zeppelin and Dark Side Of The Moon and I own but never put on Electric Ladyland but leave me my Second Helping for those long car trips.

I am going to try to come to Harry's tonight for my Dennis appointment. Then I can stop using that phrase once and for all.

Go to "Your own Rockumentary" to read about my dream last night. Especially you, Ari Vais. And you too, Claire Danes.