A spontaneous autobiographical disclosure. A free-form slo-mo listening party. A song a day. Yours to enjoy.
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Sweet guitarmony
If Thin Lizzy had done nothing but bless us with harmonized guitar solos, we would still be forever in their debt. If they had only embodied the streetwise rocker archetype, we would still owe them heavy rotation on jukeboxes the world over. Add to that a fine set of bone crunchers and ballads and I can say it's taken shamefully long to pay them a proper tribute on the 'blague. Here's one from their later days, still full of fire, fueled by booze, and clad in don't-mess-with-me denim.
We are not in it for the money. Songblague runs on communitarian values, love of music, and a dash of vanity. If you like what you're hearing, please purchase it from one of the remaining retailers who would like to sell it to you.
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