My Meatloaf will never be the same.
So there’s this thing called Spotify. Like most modern contraptions, I approach it warily. I’m not sure how it works. Do the artists get paid? What’s the catch? Is it only having to listen to a commercial for Amazon every three or four songs, like the radio? I don’t have a lot of time to listen to music, but when I do have time I like to discover something new. Then there’s the oldies. And I can’t help but feel a deep sense of loss at the death of Jim Steinman. I discovered Steinman earlier than I realized it when “Total Eclipse of the Heart” came out the year my first romantic relationship ended. That song can still reduce me to a quivering lump of emotion. All I knew at the time was that it was a Bonnie Tyler song.
Growing up fundamentalist, even album titles like Bat out of…
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