For several reasons. The first and most obvious is that I'm a lifetime music junkie; there's not many other ways to put it. In my music-related life, I have been a published music journalist (for almost four decades now), been on the radio, owned a successful record store, done publicity and artist relations for a record label, been a photographer and graphic designer for CD packaging... I think it's pretty fair to say I'm a music lifer! When I was a boy, I used to have a great fear that someday I would lose the music, that all the interesting stuff would just go away and I'd be an old man listening to elevator muzak and crap, just like most of the old people in my life at the time.
Well, I aged... but the music hasn't gone away yet, and I'm pretty confident it never will. My taste in music is extensive, eclectic, and thorough. By that, I mean when I find something or someone that I enjoy, I'm one of those guys who really dives into it. I want to know the artist, the history, the influences, the masters, even the hacks. I want to find the nuances and love nothing more than discovering the next musical path I'll be led to. By an extremely conservative estimate, I've had the joy of hearing over twenty thousand albums in my life... and I'm nowhere close to done yet.
The second reason for Dinosaur is a realization that I have a sort of "privileged position" in the world, if you'll excuse me the vanity of the term. When I talk about classic rock and/or old hippie rock with other fans of the genre, I so often hear, "They just don't make music like that any more."
Yeah, they do. There's more music out there in more genres and available in more ways and places than ever before in history. Plenty of it is done in a style that old hippies, young hippies and classic rock fans would appreciate. One thing we have to remember... for the most part, when we were kids discovering all the music we'd hold dear to our hearts for a lifetime, how did we do it? We hung with friends, maybe smoked a little dope, and searched for music. We listened and listened and searched and scoured the corners of our musical worlds and then listened some more. We read about our heroes, we talked about them... but then, somewhere along the way, life happened. Spouses and children are time-consuming hobbies. Paying for houses and cars and braces and college means a lot of time that used to be spent finding music just isn't there anymore.
I had and have the very good fortune of spending my life in and around the music business. Yes, I consider myself fortunate to be able to live the life I do. "The music never stops," as has been sung so many times and in so many ways. Hopefully, I'm one of the guys who can turn those hours and days and decades of searching out new music and share it with people out there who need and want the same. Music may potentially be the most amazing drug ever created; it not only soothes the savage beasts, it also generally refuses to leave once it has ingrained itself into one's system. I like to be one of the people who feeds that need, nurtures it and helps it to stay alive... and in the process, I not only help to share the delights I've found, but I keep finding new ones for myself. Win win!
Something else I hear from fans of Dinosaur music, and rightfully so - even "classic rock radio" has become boring as hell anymore. Led Zeppelin and Jimi Hendrix are now essentially the same three songs from either artist in infinite rotation. Taking it a step further, there was SO much music from that era (and continuing through this very day) that was/is good and has been all but forgotten. I'm not sure I can remember the last time I tuned into a classic rock station and heard Savoy Brown or It's A Beautiful Day. I'll pretty much guarantee I've never heard anything by Family or Atomic Rooster, at least not in the last thirty years. Hey, Mr. DJ... can I hear "Gallows Pole" from Zep? I know it's not "Stairway To Heaven," but honest, it's a good song! I don't WANT the artists that built so much of the musical foundation of my life trivialized. I don't WANT those who were good but didn't have luck or whatever on their side to just disappear forever... and I flat out REFUSE to buy into the idea that "there's no more good music being made."
So... Dinosaur, and back to a little more "what." For all my experience and all the trivia and useless information I have hidden away in the corners of my head, I hope to be able to sustain an informative, interesting blog for anyone who wants it. My vision for all this is as varied as the music I so dearly love... reviews? Sure, why not. David Bowie and Black Sabbath still make records. Discussions about things that happened or artists that were? Of course. Random memories about "the time I talked to Tom Petty or Patti Smith or Ian Anderson?" Yup. Hearing "White Bird" and being reminded that other bands used an electric violin to make superb (if unheralded) albums? Yeah.
I love the music, plain and simple, and I'm looking forward to sharing and discussing with you guys out there. There's plenty of ways to get ahold of me... contact info all over the site here. Let's have some fun together, okay?