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Rock Memoir Round-Up

Here’s a niche for you: rock memoir audiobooks. If they’re read by the author, I’m in! Musicians may be performers but those abilities do not guarantee they’ll be great narrators of their own stories. The good ones—Elvis Costello for example, who adds vocal animation and phrasings like any professional reader—bring extra insights and drama to their tales. While someone like Kim Gordon, bassist for Sonic Youth, her affectless tones give off a sense of remoteness. Even when she’s revealing something personal, she still feels like a cipher. Very much like her too-cool-for-school performances on stage.

If audiobooks and rock ‘n’ roll stories are your thing, you might want to check these out:

Under the Big Black Sun: A Personal History of L.A. Punk by John Doe & Tom DeSavia

X bassist John Doe and other punk notables, like Exene Cervenka, Henry Rollins, give the down and dirty about the origins and evolution of the Los Angeles punk scene. The essays are also read by their authors. This one brought me back to memories of these scenesters at some of their insane and historic shows.

Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink by Elvis Costello

Costello’s memoir is as wordsmithy as his lyrics. His story dives deeply into his childhood, his father’s background as a working bandleader and that influence on his musical career. I warn you it’s lengthy and a fair amount of time is spent deconstructing his music, but if you know his records, especially his new wave ones, Costello offers up some funny anecdotes.

Girl in a Band: A Memoir by Kim Gordon

Kim Gordon has a fascinating story to tell. She chronicles her journey from being a Westwood Cali girl to co-founding Sonic Youth with Thurston Moore and to the pair of them becoming New York-noise rock royalty. She paints a vivid picture of the scene and her creative process.

 

Hunger Makes Me a Modern Girl: A Memoir by Carrie Brownstein

I admit, I was never a big fan of Sleater-Kinney, but I’m a huge fan of Carrie Brownstein. Her hilarious and audacious turns in Portlandia inspired me to listen to her candid memoir. Brownstein adds amusing timing and pathos to her journey of self-discovery through music.

 

At the end of 2016, when I heard that Johnny Marr, legendary guitar hero of The Smiths, had a new autobiography, Set the Boy Free, I nearly plotzed! The audiobook is on my device; I can’t get to it yet for I’m immersed in Nathan Hill’s The Nix, all 22 hours of it! Reports on both to come.

Happy listening!

Hey Ho! Let’s Go: Ramones Exhibit at Grammy Museum

There’s a theory that the musical tastes we develop during our formative years, say the mid to late teens, stick with us as we get older. This certainly explains my soft spot for punk, which always comes as a shock to those I’ve met later in life. As a teen, the Ramones were one of my musical first loves. I first heard the band when they were interviewed by Rodney Bingenheimer—the longtime DJ and musical tastemaker—on his Sunday night KROQ show. The band was promoting the goofy Rock ‘n’ Roll High School, in which they wrote the title song and were featured in the movie. Something about their distorted power chords, visceral, driving rhythms and knucklehead lyrics had me running out to buy their LPs Rocket to Russia and Road to Ruin the next day.

To the dismay of my parents, I played those records endlessly and as loud as I could get away with. Soon after I experienced the Ramones live, followed by seeing so many other punk and punk-adjacent bands, like X, the Dead Kennedys, The Clash, that it’s a wonder why I don’t have permanent hearing loss.

So I was excited to take a trip down punk memory lane at the Ramones and the Birth of Punk exhibit at the Grammy Museum at L.A. Live. On display until February, it has lots of quirky memorabilia like Joey Ramone’s report card, their signature leather motorcycle jackets, and quickly dashed off visa applications full of personal info. It’s a fun exhibit and homage to the four punkers from Queens.

While the music I listen to now is nowhere near as raucous and raw as punk, if it has robust and jangly guitar chords, or is rhythmically charged, it will likely be part of my playlist. Gabba gabba hey!

 

“Chinito”: A Tagalog Pop Song Makes a Home in My Brain

Every time I return from a trip to the Philippines my head is practically exploding with memorable experiences. I’ll be creating a video series to share what is fascinating, beautiful and bewildering about my birthplace. So stay tuned! They’re coming soon!

In the meantime, I have to share this sweet pop song called Chinito by Yeng Constantino. I heard it everywhere: on the car radio and in the malls. I even heard it blaring out of a bar at 8 a.m. when I was walking along the Legazpi waterfront. Like all good pop songs, it’s about romantic stirrings, has a bouncy melody and great song structure, and is maddeningly infectious. My understanding of Tagalog is weak so my cousin translated that the song is about a girl who is attracted to a Chinese boy, endearingly referred to as “Chinito.” She’s hoping that he’ll notice her. The video is super cute, too. See for yourself.

 

 

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