Many a victorious athlete has uttered those now-storied words after realizing glory on the grandest stage. As Chuck “The Iceman” Liddell sat in the underbelly of the Honda Center in Anaheim, he offered those words as the only certainty of…

One-upmanship is unseemly. Boasting is gauche. But forgive me: I can’t resist telling this tale. When asked about their first concert, most fiftysomethings invariably sigh in quasi-pain and confess to a night with Journey or Loverboy. Maybe worse. When this…

I’ll bet he never thought he’d still be singing When I’m 64 when he hit that age himself. He was 25 when he wrote it. What 25 year-old thinks about what he will be doing when he’s 64? I surely…

This is a tale of two guitars. One just entered the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. The other has credentials for another kind of hall of fame – if we had a hall for guitars that saved lives. That’s…

Red Headed Stranger In 1973 [Willie] Nelson left RCA for the more progressive Atlantic Records – the label that launched Ray Charles and Led Zeppelin – after A&R chief Jerry Wexler decided that Atlantic should have a country division. “It…

The John F. Kennedy assassination, the John Lennon assassination. You never forget where you were when you heard about the two Johns. I heard about JFK from my second grade teacher in class. We were sent home in November 1963.…

Few feats are done only once, but it’s a sure bet what Kipp Lennon did in a Los Angeles studio in 1989 won’t happen again. During a recording session for Fox’s The Simpsons, Lennon played the part of Michael Jackson,…

The buffed up warehouse sits in the literal shadow of the grand Country Music Hall of Fame. Some of the local sessions musicians call the hall “Joe’s place,” a dead-on nickname, since Joe Chambers hawked his life to build one…

The Schermerhorn Symphony Center, named in honor of the late Maestro Kenneth Schermerhorn who led the Nashville Symphony for 22 years, opened in the fall of 2006 and is home to the renowned Nashville Symphony. Construction on the Center began…

“April is the cruelest month,” wrote T. S. Eliot in his signature poem, The Wasteland. Too bad the St. Louis-born and Harvard-educated poet never had the chance to savor contemporary Nashville in April. While most of the country is still…

There was something different about this one. The session players noticed it first. Usually, Nashville’s studio musicians record with the practiced efficiency of an assembly-line worker adding a part and tightening the bolt. They play on hit records all the…