Jim Shelley & Book Of Kills

But Not TOO Fast

Okay...I said work on the Archives should go faster now? Well, it still took me several hours just to finish two more albums yesterday (SAINT JUDAS and IF I SHOULD FALL). That leaves how many? Ummm...maybe another 35 albums? 

On this day in 1980, R.E.M. played their first-ever live show. In a church, of course. 

And, most notably at least for this inspired amateur, Kurt Cobain (supposedly) committed suicide on this day in 1994. I was driving to a store somewhere on the east side of Harrisonburg, Virginia, with my younger (eight year-old son) when I heard the stunning news on the radio. Next year will mark the TWENTY-FIFTH anniversary of his death??? Good Lord.

Since his death, I don't know exactly why, but I've ceased listening to much new rock and roll music. Though I suppose I haven't exactly made much of an effort to find any, I just haven't heard much of anything that really really grabs me. I've encountered very few musicians/bands during my lifetime whose music has truly affected me in a profound way both intellectually and emotionally and managed to keep my interest for any extended length of time...The Beatles, Bob Dylan, Husker Du, Nirvana, the Beach Boys, the Rolling Stones, the Grateful Dead, Neil Young, the Pixies, the Byrds, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Love, the Who, the Band, the Doors, Jefferson Airplane, Patti Smith, Led Zeppelin, Sly and the Family Stone, the Flaming Lips, Guided by Voices, Simon & Garfunkel, the Ramones, the Velvet Underground, and Jimi Hendrix. Does that seem like a lot? Well, that's only twenty-five for a lifetime of listening. And I can't say that I even listen to the majority of the above-listed with any regularity anymore. Maybe it's a me problem. I don't know.

"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." -- Kurt Cobain