Gary Wright | Connected – CD Review

It warms my cockles (where they happen to be on my body I'm not so sure) when I see and hear guys like Gary Wright putting out new music. His...

Neil Young & Crazy Horse | Psychedelic Pill – CD Review

When Neil Young picks up the phone and calls guitarist Frank "Poncho" Sampedro, bassist Billy Talbot and drummer Ralph Molina, it generally means he's ready to grind it out...

Motörhead | Bad Magic

"It's like déjà vu, all over again." Quoting the late Yogi Berra has become commonplace in the sports world, but it also applies in the music world with the...

Sammy Hagar | Livin’ It Up – CD Review

At this juncture, the Van Halen debacle may be a lost cause. Just don’t tell Sammy Hagar because he could care less. He’s too busy partying, drinking tequila, hanging out in...

Glenn Hughes | Resonate – CD Review

In 2009, Glenn Hughes told me his then-latest record FUNK was "more of a Glenn album than ever before…a very complete Glenn Hughes record; a very complete tapestry of...

The Pretenders | Alone – CD Review

When it comes to the Pretenders, everyone can agree that the band, at least since the mid 80s, has been Chrissie Hynde with no-name players and the occasional reemergence...

The Rolling Stones | Blue & Lonesome – CD Review

No retirement announcements, no farewell tours, their fabled 50th anniversary come and gone — the Stones, gathering no moss, just keep on rolling. And now, right out of the...

Mr. Big | What If – CD Review

Like a lot of their contemporaries, Mr. Big got lumped in with the heavy metal thumpers of the 1980s. And while the band’s muscle was indeed hard and heavy,...

Uriah Heep | Into The Wild – CD Review

Mining a little Rainbow, sometimes Deep Purple, even occasionally Kansas, but always in a deep Uriah Heep vein, original member guitarist Mick Box, long-time bassist Trevor Bolder and drummer Russell Gilbrook,...

Def Leppard | Yeah! – CD Review

Def Leppard’s Yeah! is no mere cover album. The entire CD is an unabashedly punch-drunk love letter to the bands whose music bewitched the adolescent Leps into strumming tennis racquets, banging...