Rockrockrockrock Rock & Roll, uh, Community College

Dang man. So our computer's totally taking a dump. It might be dying, in fact. This sucks for reals though. Especially since I was working on some pretty epic stuff to start hitting here. Stuff that, had it been able to be posted, most likely would have blown your mind to pieces, so maybe it's for the best, as I would hate for you to explode your head all over your computer screen, thereby causing your computer to die as well. So yeah.

Okay, not really, but still.

But anyway, I guess I'll spoil my surprise and let you in on one of the things I was working on for the blog. See, you guys know I love me some music. I mean, it's on my mind a lot. It takes up a large part of my thoughts and time and, well, hard-drive space. I read books about it, I watch movies about it, I even read comics about it. (Which, by the way, you should totally read Gipi's Garage Band. It looks like being in a band feels.) I make a mixtape every month and if you give me a chance, I will talk your ear off about rock and roll in all it's variant strains.

And now I'm basically going to do just that, only, uh, electronically.

So the plan is this: once a week I'm going to talk about an album you should listen to. Not because I'm cooler than you or anything, but I mean, I got all this knowledge and I feel like I should share it with all y'all cuz that's the kind of guy I am. If you read something that sounds like something you'd be into, track it down. If not, at least I'm posting something here, right.

I was starting to compile my list of albums when our computer started to shuffle off to the digital afterlife, but it will encompass stuff you've probably already heard of - like the Beatles' Revolver or the Beach Boys' Pet Sounds - and some stuff you've probably never heard of - like Papas Fritas' Helioself or Caetano Veloso's self-titled 1969 album - and all points in-between. Think of it like a community college Rock & Roll History class taught by someone who is woefully unqualified to teach, and despite his obvious (and borderline creepy) enthusiasm you can't help but shake the feeling that he's making all of this up as he goes along and you heard a rumor that he's living out of his 1974 Honda Civic hatchback and he's wanted for smuggling exotic animals out of Turkmenistan or something equally weird.

Or basically, a community college Rock & Roll History class.

Or, to make even less sense, think of it like Oprah's Book Club only with records instead of books and a tall, pasty, red-headed dude instead of Oprah. Opie's Record Club, maybe?

So yeah, that's the plan. The start date is entirely dependent on our computer situation, but that's where we're headed here on Big Red Robot. I mean, there's other stuff that'll be going down, but this is a new thing that I'm feeling pretty psyched about. Let me know in the comments what you think. And if there's anything else you want or need more of here at BRR, let me know that, too. I'm always on the lookout for stuff to blog about.