Segarini – Another Monkee Leaves the Circus and Farewell to The Queen of Yonge Street

I should be inured to these events by now.

We all should be …especially if you were around when the celebrities we lose, (seemingly daily as time goes by) were in their heyday. When they were new. Fresh. When you were in your formative years and the movies you saw, the television shows you watched, and the music …most importantly, the music …became the snapshots of your life. And the more distance between then and now, the more faded those snapshots of your youth and your informative years become, the more cherished and loved are the words, music, and pictures they contain.

…and people you never met, never spoke to, never knew at all, became as close to you as family. Sometimes even closer.

And now they are passing away. Reminding us of our own mortality, taking back our youth, and breaking our hearts.

Another Message from Bob….and more Sgt. Pepper

Once again, Life has conspired to delay a column, this one being Part Two of the Sgt. Pepper/Beatles thread. It will be posted this coming Friday.

In the meantime, here are some related items from past columns, a little more back story for the uninitiated, and some amusing pictures that prove Sgt. Pepper has always been an obsession with some people…especially musicians.

JAIMIE VERNON – ONE FINE MORNING WITH SKIP PROKOP

Sometimes stuff just falls into your lap. Some call it luck. Some call it Karma. I’ve always thought of it as a birthday present from a distant relative halfway around the world who chose to send the parcel by cargo ship rather than airmail. Better late than never.

Segarini: When Radio and Records Ruled the World Part 9 – Explaining Jimi Hendrix to your Grandmother

Part 8 can be found here

As big an upheaval as the one between 1962 and 1965 had been for pop culture, radio, records, and almost everything else, the years between 1966 and 1970 would be much more intense and culturally explosive. Several unconnected events would lead to changes that had been unimaginable just months earlier. Most would center around the San Francisco Bay Area, but 2 of them would happen 341 miles south of The City by the Bay in a sleepy little town called Los Angeles and a tiny strip of county roads collectively known as Hollywood.