I sit at the desk a partial human being once again, the throat still coated with viscous fluids and the chronic hacking reduced to a wheezing irritation of the I-think-I-can variety (irritating but not life-threatening). I am drinking Royal Crown Cola (as opposed to the preferred Crown Royal) to reduce viscosity, the mind is somewhat sharp though I could easily use another eighteen hours sleep before writing this (I have been waking at 3 A.M. these past few nights) and wonder how far I will go before losing energy and direction.
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Frank Gutch Jr: Who’s Who In Rock Music, Maxi Dunn & The Lost Art of Arranging, Bryce Larsen Steals Jane (Again!), and The Lonely Wild…..Posted in Opinion with tags Bryce Larsen, Canadian Pop Music Encyclopedia, Cyndi Dawson, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Dwight Howard Johnson, edmund & leo, Frank Gutch Jr., here's to you, Indie Artists, Indie Music, Jaimie Vernon, Kim Grant, Maxi Dunn, No Small Children, nocona, randy burns, Records, Sons of Bill, stealing jane, The Cynz, The Lonely Wild, who's who in rock music, william york on March 27, 2013 by segarini
“That’s it.” That is the final word in this video Norton Records posted on Vimeo not long ago. Not, “That’s it, we’re done.” More like, “That’s it, there is nothing more to say at this time.” Head Nortonite Billy Miller had just given the rundown on the work being done to salvage as much as possible from the devastation they had incurred from Hurricane Sandy and a heartbroken Mirriam Linna had showed us the warehouse where boxes of vinyl lay piled in heaps like dunes on a beach (wall-to-wall) and, truth be told, that was it for those comments because they and a whole host of volunteers had and have a mountain of work ahead of them.
Quick! Without searching, answer a few questions. Who recorded We Are the World? Who benefited? Who wrote it? Was there a B-side? Were there other projects similar? Does anyone care? Did anyone care?
For those born after the fact, it may surprise you to know that plenty cared. Over 20 million people worldwide bought the record. I mean, Michael Jackson and Lionel Ritchie, the writers of the song, were huge at the time. So were producers Quincy Jones and Michael Omartian, though Jones significantly more than Omartian.
The best review I ever wrote, nobody read. It was for an EP virtually no one heard and a band virtually no one remembers (outside of Sea Cliff NY, anyway) and it may have been the proverbial straw that broke the camel’s back (actually, mine), the review which makes me wonder why I even bother with them. There are only so many “if a bear shits in the woods” scenarios one can take before cracking, you know…