The impetus, for what has now become a series, was my discovery of an old vinyl record by Maggie Bell. I came across it going through one of my many purge cycles. Suicide Sal, released in 1975, was my introduction to the blues….I just didn’t know it then. I wasn’t in the habit of labeling types of music in my younger years, I just knew what I liked. Greg Simpson, who happened to be managing the now defunct Records on Wheels in London, Ontario, recommended the album, thinking I might like it. I loved it and still do. Thank you Greg!
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Segarini: “Say, Isn’t that…?”
Posted in Opinion with tags Blue Magic, Bob Dylan, Bourgeois Tagg, Cherry Cola's, DBAWIS, Don't Believe a Word I Say, Donovan, Dudley Moore and Peter Cook, Elvis Presley, Frankie Valli, John D. Laudermilk, Little Joe and the Thrillers, Lou Christie, music, Nashville Teens, New York Dolls, radio, Ral Donner, Records, segarini, Tears For Fears, Terry Stafford, The Beatles, The Bee Gees, The Chesterfield Kings, The Four Seasons, The Knickerbockers, The Merry Go Round, The Pretty Things, The Rutles, The Wackers, Them, Utopia, Vinyl Kings on May 6, 2013 by segariniWhen I was growing up in Stockton California, music was the connecting tissue between friends, and one of the most important touchstones of our daily lives. Everybody listened to the radio. Everybody went to the dances and the house parties and brought their favourite 45s to share in basement rec rooms and around the pool. Everybody had transistor radios. Everybody went to the record stores and spent their babysitting or paperboy money on the latest records. We discussed our favourite artists and songs, we debated the worth of Elvis VS Boone, Beatles VS Stones, and everything in-between. We were ravenous…and constantly on the lookout for music that touched us, made us think, made us dance, made us alive…and kept us appeased until the next release from our current heroes.
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