Kendrick Lamar — good kid, m.A.A.d city ::

That only a few great rap albums have been released this year should not diminish the strident, unparalleled brilliance of Kendrick Lamar’s major label debut, good kid, m.A.A.d city. Lamar’s first LP, the independently released Section.80, was a violent rendering of his street-level LA environment and the many twisted channels navigated by its inhabitants in their search for gratification, redemption or both. Listening to Section.80, it seemed the … Continue reading Kendrick Lamar — good kid, m.A.A.d city ::

24 hours in Melbourne — Part two ::

The train arrived a little over half an hour late and I made my way out of Southern Cross Station. Across the street I joined a fast-moving queue of people next to a sign that said: ‘$2 Coffee’. With coffee and a croissant I sat outside the station and watched the people crossing the junction at each change of the lights. When you come from … Continue reading 24 hours in Melbourne — Part two ::

Music is a legitimate discipline and radio is a poor educator ::

People should be freely allowed to purchase whatever kind of music they wish. This is a truth I’ve come to accept. Having worked in a record store, the pain of watching consumers pick out Michael Buble before Sinatra, Billie Holliday, Nat King Cole or Aretha Franklin gouged a hole in my head, but you can’t resent a person for preferring one of two items both … Continue reading Music is a legitimate discipline and radio is a poor educator ::