Cloudy this late-afternoon Sunday here in California’s Central Valley — a preview of winter. And a change of pace with some music to serenade the anxiety building to Tuesday as so much shit from democracy…
My oldest daughter quickly informed me I’d left-off some other 90s tunes she’d heard around the house in those begone days, so a second jam session from that most-marvelous of rock of ages was required…
On this supposedly special day, and toward the end of another decade, a musical flashback to a decade 20 years ago and a period I consider the best ever in rock-n-roll — the 90s. Although…