Times are changin'

I didn't have a chance to acknowledge the death of the great Alex Chilton. I am a huge Big Star fan and like Alex's back catalog quite a bit. I did not get 2009's box set of Big Star. I think I had quite a bit of what was on it anyway.

Alex Chilton was a great pop song writer. In the vein of The Beatles, Marshall Crenshaw, Graham Parker, Nick Lowe, or many, many that came before and after his mark is indelible. R.I.P Alex. I thought you were terrific. It is a shame more people don't know who you are. You knew the South, the U.K. New York and L.A. You even knew New Orleans and for that alone you are the best. You were another Rosetta Stone that does not live, but still a Rosetta Stone which makes you important, very important.

Tonight, I am listening to the very underrated Pink Floyd Album The Final Cut. A lot of folks may not get what a companion album it was to The Wall. I bought it when I was probably 17. I've been listening to it for close to 30 years, eh.

I recently ordered all of Blondie's' back catalog. Tremendous. I am always fascinated with how late 70's and early 80's punk barrows so much from 50's Rock & Roll, 60's girl group and doo- wop. In any event these are cheap, masterful recordings. Seminal, really.

I will review The Drive-By Trucker's The Big To-do here shortly. Great.