The Big Green House
Hello. bmarkey, loveable rogue, here. I live in Seattle, with the lovely and talented Science Girl, and Lucy the dog. (RIP Martin the cat.)
The Big Green House is mostly commentary on and reviews of contemporary music, with the annoying personal tidbit thrown in here and there. It's sort of a personal blog with pretensions.
If you like what you see here, go check out my reviews at Number One Hit Song.
There's some older stuff at Blogcritics, too.
This Ain't the Summer of Love
A mighty important crusade - a re-examination of the music of the 1970's.
Guest authors desired. There are only two rules:
It must deal with music made during the seventies. You can write directly about a band, tell an anecdote about how a certain album affected your life, base a piece of fiction on a song, etc. Go nuts. (Nothing that will expose either of us to slander/libel laws, please.) But the meat of the piece must deal with music from the 1970s.
It must also be music that you genuinely like. No irony, no camp, no “it’s so bad it’s good”. None of that. Also I’d like to avoid the strictly negative hit piece. We all know that The Eagles suck dead donkey ass through a Crazy Straw. There’s no need, at this late date, to point that out yet again. (If, however, you wish to write a totally sincere, well-thought-out defense of that band, I’m willing to at least consider it.) No genre is off limits; while I’ve never had much time for disco myself, it was a part of the 70s sound and should probably be represented.
Send me your stuff (and any comments you might have) here. Be sure to include the title of the blog or the word "seventies" in your subject line, so I don't delete it as spam.
music, food, wine, other stuff I'm not thinking of right now