Back in the days when music ruled the world, we all had our benchmarks. The night The Beatles played Ed Sullivan. That day at Altamont. The many deaths of greats and those who would have been greats, from Buddy Holly to Duane Allman and too many others. Musical moments which marked where you were in your life and how important music was. Because music used to be that important.
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Frank Gutch Jr: Gypsy: Rock and Roll Nomads – The Documentary; Steve Lalor R.I.P.; Plus a Few Delicate Little Notes
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Antithesis, Atlantic Records, Ben Daniel, Bill Lordan, Chicago, Clara-Nova, Daily Flash, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Doni Larson, Emily Wells, Enrico Rosenbaum, Fantastic Negrito, Frank Gutch Jr., Gazzarri's, Glen Pace, Gypsy, Henry Jamison, In the Garden, Indie Artists, Indie Music, James 'Owl' Walsh, James C. Johnson, James Walsh Gypsy Band, Jay Epstein, Jerry Lynn Williams, Keith Morris & The Crooked Numbers, KSHE Radio, Linda Waring, Low Lily, Metromedia Records, Minneapolis, music, music videos, Neil Merryweather, Nicki Bluhm, Okkervil River, Psychopaths & Sycophants, radio, Randy Cates, Records, Rock & Roll Nomads, segarini, Steve Lalor, Sweet Home Oregon, Sydney Wayser, Terry Kath, The Whiskey, Tony Peluso, Unlock the Gates, Wally Walstad on April 3, 2018 by segariniFrank Gutch Jr: Tracy Nelson (Mother Earth) Talks Sixties San Francisco, The Music Biz, Racism and The Counterculture’s View Toward Women!!! Plus Notes…..
Posted in Opinion with tags Cold Blood, Country Joe, Daily Flash, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Frank Gutch Jr., Frumious Bandersnatch, Gayle McCormick, Grace Slick, Great Society, Janis Joplin, Jefferson Airplane, Mendelbaum, Mother Earth, music, Music Millennium, Nashville, Records, San Francisco, The City Zu, The Soft Hills, Tracy Nelson, Travis Rivers, Wilderness Road on March 11, 2014 by segariniI’ll be a sonofabitch! I was on page ten of this post when the goddamned computer decided to start a new document from that point, shredding the old one into etherdom. For a minute, I was pissed, I tell you, because that was two days of work, but the couple of hours trying to retrieve said document made me realize how much I really don’t care. It may be time and work lost, but this interview, graciously granted by Tracy Nelson, a monumentally talented vocalist, was lost to the ages (computer crash) until I came upon a hard copy I had printed for just that reason. I cannot begin to tell you how happy I was to find it.