Rowland S. Howard deserves much more recognition and I built this site because I wanted to contribute to this goal.
Check out these very important links. I want to contribute to the vital dialogue about Rowland and his work and help preserve his legacy however, I can.
Just to reiterate that I am in no way officially associated with Rowland S. Howard or his estate or any other entities. This site is a labor of love. Contact me for credit or removal.
This is a work in progress for sure, and I’m going to, of course, heavily link to the other places that already have the info that you’re looking for. I’m not reinventing the wheel, just helping to refine it.
Everyone interprets everything in their own way and I think that’s what so special about Rowland’s music for me and others.
There’s a lot of material to sort through! Even though Rowland didn’t achieve the volume of a catalog that many of us would have wished for, there’s still plenty to work with. What he did leave behind, in my opinion, is truly extraordinary. I hear something new upon each revisit.
Oh yeah, welcome to this site.
Music continues to save my life, especially during these trying times. It’s now February 2021 and I listen to Rowland and a small handful of other artists, daily. His music comforts me when I’m feeling disturbed and disturbs me when I think I’m comfortable, but only in the best ways.
So a long time ago, me and my merry band of underage cohorts in Los Angeles, went out to clubs, a lot. We loved the music, above all else.
This was before the internet. Can you even imagine?
Enter The Birthday Party.
I heard Mr. Clarinet for the first time on the dance floor of Helter Skelter. Yes, that’s an accurate link that described our dancing. Clad in all black with our grand sweeping movements that I christened “the blooming flower” and the “floor sweeper”.
I couldn’t believe that what I was hearing was coming from a guitar!!!
I was stunned as I’d never heard anything like Rowland S. Howard before. I was mesmerized and transfixed at this otherworldly sound.
I’d never be the same after that night.
Remember that life existed before the internet and you had to do things like order your monkey boots and Doc Martens via mail order. Imported records were even more difficult. And were they $$$$. I didn’t have a big allowance at all but would window shop and peek through the glass at Vinyl Fetish on Melrose.
In between now and then, I got old. I’m so grateful to have made it this far!
We’re almost a year into the
pandemic endemic of COVID-19. When going through hell, keep going?
I’ve had some time on my hands and what better way to stay safe at home by using some of that extra time working on this site?
I wonder what Rowland’s take would be on 2020?
A few months ago, the title track from his Pop Crimes album (criminally underrated) came on, and the bass line haunted me all over again.
I haven’t been able to get it out of my head since then. I picked up my bass with renewed enthusiasm and printed out the tabs for Pop Crimes! I’ve been stumbling along with it ever since but am getting so much better.
The intangible thrall of that surge of inspiration through you is exhilarating. Thanks for being an inspiration, Rowland, and I hope your music is listened to, forever.
Rewatching the documentary about him further renewed my interest in developing this site. I’m sure I’ll be adding much more here shortly.