By: James Parker

Potent figures are stalking Marc’s inner landscape.

By: James Parker

He moves in style like a royal crocodile.

By: James Parker

His disposables are imperish­able, his feather brain weighs a ton.

By: James Parker

Parker and Valicenti parse Young’s “Big Jack” solo.

By: James Parker

Parker and Valicenti parse Young’s “Back in Black” solo.

By: James Parker

Parker and Valicenti parse Young’s “Shot Down in Flames” solo.

By: James Parker

Parker and Valicenti parse Young’s “Sin City” solo.

By: James Parker

Parker and Valicenti parse Young’s two “Problem Child” solos.

By: James Parker

Introducing a series of posts about Angus Young’s solos…

By: David Smay

Rock undreamt of in your petty philosophies.

By: Peggy Nelson

If only these stones could sing.

By: James Parker

Strictly speaking it’s Meltzer who’s the hilo hero, who inverted the language of academe in pursuit of the rock thrill, but here’s what puts Lester in the pantheon: he redefined monotony. The vicious monotony of […]

By: James Parker

The first thing to be said about the concept of the “oral history,” as it applies to rock biography, is that Sigmund Freud — damn him! — has triumphed again. For what purer display of […]

By: Lynn Peril

The early death of BUDDY HOLLY (1936-59) transformed him into an icon of the Boomers’ Happy Days-esque vision of American life in the 1950s, all poodle skirts and sock hops at the malt shop, or […]