Scott D. Parker: Writer

“I’m getting a certain vibe here,” my twenty-one-year-old son said as I drove my car on the streets leading to Houston’s Toyota Center. With...

Every now and then when it comes time for me to write a Saturday post, a large, overarching one about a single topic, I realize I don’t have...

You never forget your firsts. First day of school, first kiss, first breakup, first job, first child. You also never forget the first time y...

The urge came out of nowhere. Somehow, last year, I had the overwhelming desire to buy the new Foo Fighters album, Medicine at Midnight. Tha...

I didn’t really know what to expect on 3 February 1997 when I bought David Bowie’s new album, Earthling. All I knew or cared about was that ...

You don’t find the time to write. You make time to write. That’s an adage I’ve held onto for years. I firmly believe that if you truly want ...

Do you ever get lost reading YouTube comments? No, not those. I don’t read those either. I’m talking about the other ones. The good ones. [A...

For any fan, there is always the first, that one special album, and Chicago 18 is the one for me.   My Journey to Chicago 18   I was...