John Roderick

Stop, Collaborate, and Listen

Stop, Collaborate, and Listen

The myth of teamwork in pop music.

Stop, Collaborate, and Listen

John Roderick is the singer/songwriter for Seattle band The Long Winters. His

John Roderick is the singer/songwriter for Seattle band The Long Winters. His column appears every Monday on Reverb.It’s not a simple thing to collaborate, let… Continue reading

Secret of My Success

Secret of My Success

Indie rock demands different standards of measurement.

Secret of My Success

There is, of course, a lot of competition between bands. It’s an

There is, of course, a lot of competition between bands. It’s an obvious thing to say--like saying there are a lot of Skoal Bandits at… Continue reading

Exposing the Poker Skills of the Sasquatch! Class of 2008

Exposing the Poker Skills of the Sasquatch! Class of 2008

So I’m sitting at a table with Dave Bazan, Ben Gibbard, and a President...

Exposing the Poker Skills of the Sasquatch! Class of 2008

A few years ago I was invited to join a small, friendly

A few years ago I was invited to join a small, friendly poker game that was just starting up among a group of Seattle music… Continue reading

Jonathan Coulton built his entire career on the Internet. The rest of

Jonathan Coulton built his entire career on the Internet. The rest of us are supposed to follow.A friend and I were riding our Vespas over… Continue reading

Behind My Music: Vol. III

Behind My Music: Vol. III

“I concentrated on music almost completely from a desire to never have to watch soap operas during lunch in the employee cafeteria.”

Behind My Music: Vol. III

I’ve talked a little bit about rock and roll lifers, but there

I’ve talked a little bit about rock and roll lifers, but there are many different types and I should probably define my terms. The rock… Continue reading

Behind My Music: Vol. II

Behind My Music: Vol. II

Even as grunge wannabes started applying for jobs at Amazon and buying regular shoes, the music scene in Seattle survived.

Behind My Music: Vol. II

Seattle in 1994 was like Dawson City in 1898, two years after

Seattle in 1994 was like Dawson City in 1898, two years after the gold rush. The bloom of Grunge was past, long past, but the… Continue reading

Behind My Music (Before the Long Winters)

Behind My Music (Before the Long Winters)

In my youth, rock culture was too dull-witted to take seriously.

Behind My Music (Before the Long Winters)

For those readers unfamiliar with the work of my band, The Long

For those readers unfamiliar with the work of my band, The Long Winters, I’m going to delve into the history of my little corner of… Continue reading

Stay Away From My Chili

Stay Away From My Chili

“I’ve known fellows who, when asked if they had given any thought to their retirement plans, pointed with confidence to a stockpile of canned chili.”

Stay Away From My Chili

I’ve had a very busy week, flitting from this high-society party to

I've had a very busy week, flitting from this high-society party to that glamorous music industry shindig, hobnobbing with famous and brilliant artists and musicians,… Continue reading

I’ve always enjoyed taking long walks around Seattle, especially late at night.

I've always enjoyed taking long walks around Seattle, especially late at night. Nosing around in secluded neighborhoods, sneaking up dark alleys, and peering over fences… Continue reading

Keep Your Hands Off My Chili Supply

Keep Your Hands Off My Chili Supply

I've known fellows who, when asked if they had given any thought to their retirement plans, pointed with confidence to a stockpile of canned chili.

Keep Your Hands Off My Chili Supply

A touring indie-rock band crashed at my place last night and it

A touring indie-rock band crashed at my place last night and it was a sobering reminder of some of the less wonderful and glamorous aspects… Continue reading

It’s Not the City That Never Sleeps, It’s Me

It’s Not the City That Never Sleeps, It’s Me

But I won’t bore you with the many celeb sightings and sex parties during my trip to New York.

It’s Not the City That Never Sleeps, It’s Me
Bambi Edlund

Why I’d Rather Hang With Alan Parsons than my Indie Rock Peers

Maybe because I relate to him more.

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