End of Rock’n’Roll As We Know It?
Written by and shared with us by the Freelance Writer Nelson Montana (Linkedin, Facebook, YouTube) whose work can be found in the Huffington Post and elsewhere. Eddie Van Halen’s Death is the End of an Era — In...
Written by and shared with us by the Freelance Writer Nelson Montana (Linkedin, Facebook, YouTube) whose work can be found in the Huffington Post and elsewhere. Eddie Van Halen’s Death is the End of an Era — In...
Only In NYC / The Red Eye / The Western Front
by wildwestrocks · Published October 4, 2020 · Last modified January 17, 2021
Lazy Sunday morning. Finishing my morning coffee, going through the NY Times and then at some point jumped over to Facebook. Specifically, NY Rocks. And there are the Love Pirates. Just cool to see them...
Freeway Jam / The Western Front
by wildwestrocks · Published October 3, 2020 · Last modified January 17, 2021
An Introduction What follows is a continuation of my earlier two essays focusing on Jeff Beck. This post is the first of three posts which will paint a picture of Jeff Beck’s first solo project after...
About / The Red Eye / The Western Front
by wildwestrocks · Published September 21, 2020 · Last modified January 17, 2021
About the Wild West Wild West Rocks has been promoting rock, punk and alternative acts since 2005. After a break of a few years, we could not stay away. Explorations into web radio evolved into...
Last Tuesday, June 9th, Paul Chapman died on his 66th birthday. The man was an amazing guitarist known for his time with the band UFO. While in UFO, he contributed to four albums. No Place...
Back in 2015 I went to check out LA Guns. It was fairly ig event in the middle of New Jersey. Sadly they were not on the main stage. Big festiva, little stage. It had...
Last November I had the pleasure of talking with Neil Carter. I had reached out to him on Facebook and we agreed to schedule an ‘interview’ using Whatsapp. He was over in the UK, having...
The Silversun Pickups. Mid-tempo ambient rock. Just a comforting blanket in these uncertain times. They were doing two nights at Brooklyn Steel and I caught them the first of those two nights in early March....
Sitting, waiting for the train to get rolling. That is where this began. The train had just arrived in fact at Grand Central. I had just sat down, and now as waiting for it to...
I have known Neil Peart for over forty years. At least the work and words of this man. He was not a friend. I did not know him. He was simply a man, a musician,...