You Can't Beat The Beehive For Glam

Our Lives Were Just Beginning, Our Favorite Moment Was Right Now, Our Favorite Songs Were Unwritten.

But The Rhythm Of The Mix Tape Is The Rhythm Of Romance, The Analog Hum Of A Physical Connection Between Two Sloppy, Human Bodies.

The Sax Solo As We Know It Today Would Not Exist Without Gerry Rafferty. His 1978 Soft-rock Classic 'baker Street' Has To Be The 'ulysses' Of Rock & Roll Saxophone, Giving The Entire Chorus Over To Raphael Ravenscroft's Sax Solo, Creating One Of The Seventies' Most Enduringly Creepy Sounds.

We All Get As Miserable As Erika M. Andersen Sometimes, But We Rarely Approach Her Musical-ideas-per-miserable-minute Ratio.

Love Dies In Many Different Ways, And It's Natural For The Grass To Seem Greener On The Other Side. But It's Not A Competition; There's Plenty Of Pain To Go Around.