So, rather than using this space to post pictures of girls in thongs or speak my witty views of the world around me or some whacky youtube video that will make you pee yourself…I thought I’d use this time to talk more important things…like music.

I mean after-all I do work for a music based radio station. I’m not a photographer of super hot naked girls. I’m not a stand-up comedian. Nor am I really all that up to speed with the workings of the internet.

I am however a life long fan of music. More specifically buying and collecting records.

So, each week I’m going to do my best to introduce you to an artist or an album that you may never have otherwise been exposed to. At least, that’s the idea.

So I’ll start at the top.

In 1972 an English songwriter released what would become his final recording. He died 2 years later of a drug overdose at the young age of 26.

The album was “Pink Moon” and the artist was Nick Drake.

I’ve always been a huge fan of the “singer-songwriter”, the guy with an acoustic guitar playing honest songs. Bob Dylan, Neil Young, you know the guys.

I first heard ‘Pink Moon’ while I was in college in Toronto and it honestly changed me forever. I didn’t grow up in the ‘60’s folk-movement and I’d never even heard of Drake until I read an article in a Guitar Magazine on his influence and songs.

Pink Moon was only Drake’s 3^rd album and was his only release to feature just him and his guitar. No drums, no bass, just a very small piano fill on the title track, that’s it.

And that was one of the reasons I fell in love with the album. Sure, Drake was an amazing guitarist, had a deep and honest voice. But it’s the songs. How Drake captured a sense of purity and honesty in his recordings.

You may have heard the title track. It’s been in a few movies and even a TV commercial. But if you ever find the record, buy it. It sounds best of vinyl but CD is great too. Don’t listen to it in the car or with a group of people. Go to your “quiet place” and find a pair of headphones. Listen from “pink moon” right until the album ends with “from the morning”. If you aren’t moved, I’ll be surprised.