An Ode to Pete Seeger

I never knew the banjo was a hillbilly instrument. When I first saw a banjo, it was in my father's arms. My father was a chemist, a business owner and a banjo player. He didn't play with a group. He played for fun, he played for us kids, but he also played for himself, a … Continue reading An Ode to Pete Seeger

The Rocky Horror Picture Show Was My Gateway Drug – Of Sorts

I was a little like Janet and Brad in 1985, alternative music was for other kids: The city kids, the kids in Chicago, not for suburban kids like me.  Chicago kids went to clubs and live shows, what did we do? We went to parties and crossed our fingers the cops wouldn't show up. Maybe … Continue reading The Rocky Horror Picture Show Was My Gateway Drug – Of Sorts

There Must Be Some Misunderstanding – Losing Phil and Finding Van Halen with Doug Foster

  Growing up, until I got to sixth grade or so, my older brother was the primary caretaker of our record collection. Whether due to having more money or more knowledge, when we got a new record, he was likely the one to buy it. Otherwise for me, most of my exposure to music was … Continue reading There Must Be Some Misunderstanding – Losing Phil and Finding Van Halen with Doug Foster

Raised on the Radio – Cherry Pie and Poison A Recipe for Music Memories

  Raised on the Radio is a new series at My Skewed View. As a music lover I have noticed a great difference between those Raised on The Radio, and those who are being raised on streaming music and audio-downloads. As I try to teach my son about the value of musicianship, I find it increasingly … Continue reading Raised on the Radio – Cherry Pie and Poison A Recipe for Music Memories