I didn't remember but it came back to me. Note that in this case at least it wasn't a Republican who was the prude.
Not that I follow this closely, but there were a lot surprises for me on this list.
Exit question: now that Tay-Tay has gone Goth will she continue to be #1?
One of my favorite tunes by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers.
In some cases at least the alleged thieves have to pay up.
Surprise, surprise: today's pop stars might not be as great as they're cracked up to be. "Meet the bald Norwegians and other unknowns who actually create the songs that top the charts."
Link courtesy of Michael Greenspan.
David Remnick of The New Yorker looks at where the Queen of Soul has been and where she is now.
I’ve been accused of loving Keith more than I love Mick. That’s not true. It’s only that Mick scares me. There’s reassurance in talking to Keith. He stands for survival. There’s nothing you’ve done he’s not overdone—nothing you’ve suffered he’s not survived. Here is Methuselah, perhaps not infinitely wise but infinitely experienced. He can teach you how to remain dignified in a fallen age. But what can you learn from Mick? Mick is Elvis in a gold lamé jacket. Mick is Michael Jackson moonwalking across time. One in a million, a freak of nature. Can’t be copied, only enjoyed. The unknowability of Jagger, who is not understood because he does not want to be; who gives only what needs to be given; who has mastered the pro athlete’s trick of answering everything while saying nothing. Mystery is power. Distance is charisma. You want to peg him and walk away but can’t, so keep listening forever. It’s a paradox. Mick Jagger is overexposed and yet remains hidden. He’s among the most famous people in the world, but who is he really? Does anyone know? Does even he know? Here is the rock star in Platonic form.
I like his 70s stuff better and this is quite long, but if you're a fan of Van the Man like I am you might well find it really interesting.
Nicely done by Alison Krauss.
Drake, Taylor Swift, and Bieber lead the list.