We live in a very unique time. Pop culture is such a big part of our everyday existence that we are able to watch a rare breed of genius rise and zenith in real time. It’s hard to imagine being there when Bach or Beethoven performed their most celebrated Sonatas and Symphonies for the first. It is so long ago that their stories and their music seem like stuff of myth – we don’t even have recordings just modern interpretations from the sheet music they left behind.
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JAIMIE VERNON – THE BEATLE GOES ON
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Anthology, Apple Records, Bach, Beatles, Beethoven, Bob Segarini, Canadian Music, Candlestick Park, DBAWIS, Documentary, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Eight Days a Week, George Harrison, George Martin, guru, Jaimie Vernon, John Lennon, Live At The Hollywood Bowl, martyr, Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr, Ron Howard, Shea Stadium, Studio Years, The Touring Years on October 1, 2016 by segariniGary Pig Gold Meets The Beatles…only Somewhere Else
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Beatles, DBAWIS, Documentary, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Gary Pig Gold, music, music videos, radio, Records, Rock and Roll, segarini on November 2, 2015 by segarini
Being a most wide-eared eight years old in the suburban Toronto of 1963, I was at the perfect age – and in the perfect place – to, yes, Meet the Beatles. Because by the time “those four youngsters from Liverpool” hit The Ed Sullivan Show on 2/9/64, my friends and I had already spent the past several months familiarizing ourselves with John, Paul, George and Ringo’s initial A-sides via mighty 1050 CHUM-AM.
GARY PIG GOLD GETS UNDER KEITH RICHARDS
Posted in Opinion, Review with tags Chuck Berry, Cross-Eyed Heart, DBAWIS, Documentary, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Gary Pig Gold, Keith Richards, music, music videos, Netflix, radio, Records, Rock and Roll, segarini, The Rolling Stones, Under the Influence on October 5, 2015 by segarini
I love Keith. You love Keith. We ALL love Keith Richards. In fact, very personally speaking, if it wasn’t for my first encountering the hallowed words “Chuck” and “Berry” on some extremely early Rolling Stones record, and then seeking out “No Particular Place To Go” in particular, I probably never would have ventured past the second fret up my own childhood guitar.
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 