Jerry Murphy and I only share one thing in common: We both work in the housing industry. From there, it's all pretty much downhill. Well, for one thing, the guy doesn't like Young Widows or Sicbay. Steeerike one.
Murphy (a realtor with Windemere West Valley Real Estate in Phoenix) writes a real estate blog--high and outside, steeerike two--from his hometown in Anthem, Arizona. The irony of that city name is most definitely not lost on his Anthem, Phoenix, Scottsdale Real Estate Blog; It's the only real estate blog in existence with a sub-blog tackling Murphy's sincere and cerebral appreciation of rock music. So sincere and cerebral he double linked it. In Arizona Premiere Music Blog's June 12th post Murphy, with all the expertise and circumspection of Fuji Hakayito from The Super Dave Osborne Show, postulates that 1975-1985 was the most underappreciated and influential period in rock/pop history. Surprise, surprise. Somebody's been reading the Publicity Wire section of Billboard on a few too many business flights.
Granted, big Murph is right about the diversity in genres and the influences that came before that drove and inspired the bands and solo artists of that period. But his last "musical assessment" (aside from being completely gomer) is merely a symptom of how much so many people I know in the real estate field like Murphy whom I've met at compulsory office parties held at golf courses so orgiastically quarantine themselves to terrestrial FM classic rock they still think CD's just came out. Ey, Murph, there's a great new band out I think you should hear. They're called Fugazi.
And Peavy retires the sides.