Marc Deutrom New Music Friday

New Release Friday featuring Mark Deutrom

Check out 2019’s first week of New Music Releases and have a look and listen to some of my favorites – featuring Mark Deutrom, T-Rexstasy, Old Sea Brigade, a re-issue by Lone Justice, and singles by Lasse Friis and Bettye LaVette, and Garbage featuring John Doe and Exene Cervenka Continue reading New Release Friday featuring Mark Deutrom

Destination of your lonesome speed :: songs and poetry

Keep Art Alive :: “Highway Honeymoon” :: Art by Kelly Haigh Unsent (by me) Forgotten Saturdays, yesterdays, lemonade stand driveways, and sidewalk chalk bubblegum flavoured, never ways. She tangles daisy chains and grass stains, late night coin operated washing machine, dreams. She asks the mislead Father Time, why has the moon gone bad, again? Bounce the ball, pick up the jacks, one by two by three by four. Finding answers in the skinned knee boy, kissed chapped lips like love, with rose bush scratch scars, bloodletting , (un)happy endings. She wonders where he left the remnants of a daughter, hair … Continue reading Destination of your lonesome speed :: songs and poetry

Lone Justice :: Shelter :: My Favorite Albums

Shelter (1986) :: Lone Justice Maria McKee’s voice has always struck me as a crossroads meet between musical genres, part old country, part soul songstress, part folk and part rock and roll. It is as if the angels and demons of these styles came together and birthed a daughter with amazing vocal pipes and singing style that would sizzle and steam and burn everywhere it went. The first time I spun my vinyl album of Lone Justice’s Shelter I felt like I was hearing both music that my Mother had loved, which I had grown up listening to, and music … Continue reading Lone Justice :: Shelter :: My Favorite Albums

I know the sound of your wheels

We sat at what was most certainly a stereotypical roadside diner and drank the strongest of coffee, staring across at each other. There was some throwaway soft hit of the 70’s playing on a beat up radio placed haphazardly behind the counter, next to a plastic case covered key lime pie. You asked me if I knew the name of the song, and I answered with a slight sigh, looking out the dust clouded window and wondering to myself, “what next?” You emptied out your pockets onto the table and said “that is all I have left.” We had left … Continue reading I know the sound of your wheels