
For most of my life, I rarely remembered my dreams. But over the past several years that has changed, so I get treated to nocturnal shows like last night. The details are hazy, but it involved cereal icon Cap'n Crunch and a talking pig wearing a sweater. The two were in the mariner's apartment discussing his missing dog when the place went up in flames. I think everyone got out safely, but there was something suspicious about that pig and I wouldn't rule out arson. The dream also made me think of an [...]

Almost every artist in the history of mankind has at least one title in their catalog that is a compilation, a stopgap collection meant to maintain interest between releases (often to boost holiday sales) or to fulfill a contractual obligation. This is the former, a chance to make use, one more time, of a lot of wasted time over the past twelve months. Two years ago, I reflected on the annual, childhood tradition of spending New Year's Day with a half dozen blank cassettes as Q102 played back the Top 102 songs of the previous [...]

Even before I really cared much about music, I knew the name Peaches. I'd seen it on the t-shirts of the cool high school kids in my hometown. By junior high, I was hearing the name Peaches daily on one station or another out of Cincinnati. The record store was one of the outlets rattled off at the end of commercials for tickets to upcoming concerts. I'm not sure how many Peaches there were - there's little about the chain on the internet - but one of the more iconic record stores of my childhood was [...]

I'm not sure when Spring Break became an event, but it was beginning to take on a life of its own by the time I reached high school in the early '80s. It was an underwhelming stretch on the calender for most of us in southern Indiana. Sure, it was time off school which was a wonderful thing, but there were no junkets to Ft. Lauderdale or Cancun for most of us. There were a handful of kids from more affluent families (or families feigning affluence) who trekked off to more sunny locales, but, [...]
Any Pittsburgh music lover (and/or regular DVE listener) worth his rocksalt should have a healthy appreciation for the great Donnie Iris. Ron over at Old Mon Music had a great post on the local legend over the weekend, which you can—and should—read here .
Any Pittsburgh music lover (and/or regular DVE listener) worth his rocksalt should have a healthy appreciation for the great Donnie Iris. Ron over at Old Mon Music had a great post on the local legend over the weekend, which you can—and should—read here .

King Cool is the second solo album by American rock singer Donnie Iris, released in 1981. This was the follow up to his solo debut, Back on the Streets, and proved to be the commercial and critical peak for Iris and his band the Cruisers. For you really oldsters you may remember Iris from a group called The Jaggerz where he was responsible for writing the #2 Billboard hit "The Rapper" which came out in 1970 and sold over 5 million copies. After the Jaggerz broke up, Iris toured with Wild Cherry, whose 1976 hit "Play That Funky Music" [...]
Straight outta Beaver Falls, PA, came Dominic Ierace, playing in local combos until he and his band The Jaggerz hit number two in the '70s with "The Rapper". After The Jaggerz dissolved, Ierace played with Wild Cherry, who had a hit with the ubiquitous "Play That Funky Music". Then by 1980, Wild Cherry hit the pits. That's when Dominic Ierace, R&B/funk band sideman, became Donnie Iris, power pop/new wave hitmaker. Teamed with keyboardist Mark Avsec, Iris had a decent run of chart singles in the early '80s, his [...]
"Half the guys on the Red Sox look like GG Allin. These mustaches, these weird beards, and shaved heads. I'm expecting to see Merle Allin in the dugout cheering them on." -- Tom on the gutter punks of Fenway Park "The doctors at the hospital are so good. They know just how far to push you with the yelling and the shoving." -- Ken Rogers on his (supposedly) effective therapy sessions at Newbridge Mormon Regional "Do you exist, or are you just like some weird reflection of [...]

This is a free crash course in music education from the last 40 years, courtesy of Gregg Gillis, aka Girl Talk . It goes by really, really fast. My blogger pal Bruce (of Some Velvet Blog hotness fame) came up with an idea to do a massive joint post of all the songs from the ADD-inducing, mile-a-minute mashup disc Night Ripper ( previous post ), which uses over a hundred original songs to make the 42 minutes of party goodness on this album. We both [...]