Music to My Ears – The Sounds of Summer

When I was growing up we had an old Ford station wagon that my mother would fill with kids in the summertime and drive to Biscay Pond for swimming lessons. The car had an 8 track player and we had three tapes, Glen Campbell - Gentle on My Mind, Paul McCartney - McCartney I (Cherries) and Herb Alpert – Fresh Cream, and an AM radio. Between the 8 tracks and the Top 40 sounds from WRKO in Boston we had music.

Music to My Ears: The Thin White Duke, The Branded Man and Prince

We’ve recently lost some very talented folks from the music industry.

David Bowie in January, the androgynous prince of Glam Rock who had us rocking out in the 70s and 80s

Merle Haggard in early April, the prince of hard-knock, Country & Western music who graced the airwaves over six decades

And Prince (Rogers Nelson), the androgynous prince of suggestive lyrics crossing nearly all genres of music

 

Music to My Ears – Bruce Springsteen

I saw the Boss with the E Street Band a couple of times in the 70s and then again a few years ago during Clarence Clemmons last tour with the band. No pyrotechnics, no multi-media show, no fluff, just straight-ahead, high energy, no apologies Rock ‘N’ Roll performed by one of the best songwriters of the latter 20th with a tight combo of the hardest working musicians in show business.

Music to My Ears

The most significant thing about The Beatles isn’t that they have had the most number one albums and the most number one singles on the US charts or that they’ve sold more music than any band or single act in history (nearly three times that of their contemporaries, The Rolling Stones, who are still together) or that, according to Forbes magazine, The Beatles earned a combined $71 million in 2013 from work they completed over 40 years ago.

Music to My Ears

I just watched the new documentary about Keith Richards (currently only available on NetFlix), guitarist and one of the songwriters for The Rolling Stones. I was fascinated to see how the once bad boy of Rock N Roll has transformed into elder statesman of the music genre. It seemed like yesterday when every guitarist in a rock band formed from the late 60s forward wanted to be Keith. The death-defying king of hedonism who produced more sweet riffs and memorable hooks than Carter has Little Pills.

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