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Bob Yodels Up the Canyon Part Five – The Review

Posted in music, Opinion, Review with tags , , , , , , , , on November 8, 2019 by segarini

Looking back, the musical and lifestyle Centre of the Universe that came into being in the mid ’60s wasn’t heralded by an anthem grown and harvested locally.  It was heralded by an edited 10 page-long poem written by a boy from Wisconsin, and set to music played by young and mostly forgotten studio musicians and recorded in New York.

In August of 1965 THIS is the song that Echoed in the Canyon from Sunset Strip to the San Fernando Valley. This is the song that fueled the moment.

It couldn’t be more ironic ….

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Yet Another Message From Bob

Posted in A Message, music with tags , , , , on November 5, 2019 by segarini

The “Echo in the Canyon” review has been moved to this coming Friday.
Why?
Because it is begging for a re-write.

Why?
Research changes everything sometimes ….

Why?

Shut up.

To prepare you for Friday, I suggest you re-read this – https://bobsegarini.wordpress.com/2019/02/16/bob-whines-about-the-misuse-of-paul-mccartney-by-he-who-shall-remain-nameless-and-other-stuff-at-the-2015-grammys/

See you Friday – Hope I Don’t get sued ….

Bob Yodels Up the Canyon Part Four – You Had to Be There

Posted in Opinion with tags , , , , , , , on November 1, 2019 by segarini

For no discernible reason, when it comes to music, I have constantly found myself in the right place at the right time.

Not in terms of my own, personal, trajectory through the music industries obstacle-ridden path or being able to overcome its many hidden pitfalls, false promises, and mustache twirling villains, but of being in the presence of popular music’s odd and unpredictable turning points and occasional legendary upheavals.

No, I wasn’t in Liverpool or London or the Brill Building/Folk Scare/Hip Hop eras of New York City, but the ones a little closer to home and then, in Canada.

One of these strange little coincidences took place in Southern California, on the Strip known as Sunset, and in the Canyon known as Laurel …and therein lies our tale …and the reason I feel that Echo in the Canyon is a poor assessment of the time and place, lacking in both passion, and connective tissue.

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