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Brian Arsenault’s Short Takes:”50″“They Just Keep Coming”“Time Keeps Passing”...
By Brian Arsenault 50 I try to do 50 every morning. Two sets of 25. They call them push-ups but they are really push backs. Push backs against time. Against sagging flesh, loosening skin. A loser’s...
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Irish Tales I: “Alive Alive-O”
By Brian Arsenault There she stands with her cart, sweet Molly Malone, just below the intense shopping of Dublin’s Grafton Street. She’s selling cockles (whatever they are) and mussels and she is...
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Who Killed Cock Robin? A Reflection
by Brian Arsenault There will be a lot of tributes to Robin Williams. Mine is simply this: whatever you fear in your darkest corner about how crazy or fucked up or ridiculous you may be, Robin was...
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Brian Arsenault Takes On: Dead (and loses again)
By Brian Arsenault I ‘d like to write something about Jack Bruce dying. But I can’t. “Crossroads” keeps playing over and over again in my head. By the way, he is dead isn’t he? Not a hoax, like one...
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Brian Arsenault Takes on Christmas
By Brian Arsenault The most surrealistic experience imaginable was available to all on the evening three weeks before Christmas Eve. You simply had to switch back between your local NBC affiliate and...
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Here, There & Everywhere: the 2015 Grammy Jazz Nominations
By Don Heckman It’s that time of year again, when the Grammy nominations are posted for members of the Recording Academy to vote for their favorite performances of the previous year. After decades of...
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An Appreciation: Remembering Joe Cocker
By Brian Arsenault The memories are so intact. The Grease Band singing crappy falsetto behind him at Woodstock. The kickass chorus on the best damn live album ever, Mad Dogs and Englishmen. Belushi...
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2014 Remembered: “Lost Boys” Lou Reed, Joe Cocker, Jack Bruce
By Brian Arsenault They were so different. Unalike. Distinctive. Is that what unique is? Seems like that was typical of the era. Hendrix, not Clapton. Beatles, not Stones. Airplane, not Beach Boys....
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CD Review: Vanilla Fudge “Spirit of ’67”
by Brian Arsenault (Done as a letter to my college roommate.) Dear Flashman, You remember in 1967 when we were living in that basement room and the two lunatics in the room above us had those three...
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Notes From Otherground
By Brian Arsenault Fyodor Dostoyevsky Freeport, Maine. (With apologies to Dostoyevsky, but you’re long winded anyway. Sorry to everyone else for the gratuitous remark about D.) OK, I’m done....
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