A lot of albums are “front loaded.” By that, I mean that all the good songs are located at the beginning, so you don’t shut it off. Bands today like to put their single in the number one or two position, and generally speaking by track six you’ve hit filler.
I think it’s a better idea to put your best songs towards the middle. Consider this post a slow build to something better. This is an introductory post, my “Track #1.”
I’m a toe-tapper. A record collector with too much time on my hands. Other than plastic Guitar Hero instruments, I have no real musical ability. Well, that’s not entirely true, when I was in the fourth grade I could play “Hot Crossed Buns” and “Mary Had A Little Lamb” on the violin. Of course I couldn’t do that now. A few years ago I tried to learn real guitar, but I failed after learning only the bare-basics. I did figure out how to play “Smoke on the Water,” which is probably the single greatest rock song of all-time if only because it’s incredibly democratic (read: anyone can play it).
So who am I to judge or critique music? Well I’m pretty knowledgeable when it comes to pop music, in all its various forms. Not to brag or anything, but I’m totally, 100% insane when it comes to music. In high school, when the other kids were into sports and cars, I studied the blues. For kicks one day I bought a Led Zeppelin boxset and lost myself for a few months.
I tend to go overboard-crazy about a particular style or band. I become obsessed and have to hear “everything.” Then, when I’m good and immersed, I yank myself out and go the opposite direction. Part of this blog’s purpose will be to document my schizophrenic interests.
I also want Defending Axl Rose be a conversation about music.
Track #1: This is what I love and obsess about.