Which five do you want to see make it in?
- Chic
- Dave Clark Five
- Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five
- R.E.M.
- Ronettes
- Patti Smith
- Stooges
- Joe Tex
- Van Halen
When I was a teenager there was a great AM station here in Orange County called KEZY. My sister and I listened to it all the ti me and our favorite DJ was a chick named Rita Wilde.
Rita wasn't all that much older than us, and she loved Bruce Springsteen. We'd call the station often when she was on air and request Bruce songs. We got to know her and another DJ, Mike Kennel, so well that they invited us down to the station to hang out with them. RAD!
The station was very dumpy
humble. But it was SO FUN to hang out with there and see how a radio station worked. They actuall had...vinyl. (if you don't know what that means ask your parents).
Rita went on to become a DJ and then music director for the biggest rock station in Southern California - KLOS. She's a well known name here and I admire her. She's the ultimate rock n roll chick!
So anyhow - I decided to write her an email and congratulate her on all her success and I wrote the below to go with it. Inside this "story" there are the TITLES of over 70 Bruce Springsteen songs! See how many you can find. I'll post the answers later this week:
Today I was over at Mary’s Place, in Atlantic City. I gazed out the window, across the river into an empty sky, reminiscing about my glory days back in my hometown.
When I was growing up I met Rosalita and she said “let’s be friends”. We’d hang out in the street or visit our secret garden, we’d flirt with Pony Boy and tell him “you can look but you better not touch”. Then we’d go to Candy’s rtoom and talk about romance and the tunnel of love and Valentine’s Day.
Those days were so carefree. It was all that heaven will allow while you’re still in the real world. Times change and those memories fade away. Now I see a darkness on the edge of town but I’m still counting on a miracle.
Today I wear a brilliant disguise. Its like I have two faces. Oh sure, I’m a rocker and at times I’m tougher than the rest but more often my hungry heart is longing for a real man to say “she’s the one” or “I wanna marry you.”
I thought I found him but he’s a very cautious man and even though I’m on fire and thought our two hearts seemed like one, he wanted living proof and a reason to believe he’d get his beautiful reward, this Jersey girl. I promised him “my love will not let you down!” but he won’t stand on it, says he’s not a lucky man.
I suppose that’s the price you pay when your worlds apart, I was born in the USA and he’s in Darlington County across the border. When I begged for a rendezvous I told him “I ain’t got you, its’ like you’re a nothing man and you’re missing”. And he reminded me, point blank that “you’re alone, even though I wanna be with you. We can’t have a meeting across the river, it’s trouble river with a border guard, like walking into a lion’s den.”
After that, there was trouble in paradise and now he’s probably in Maria’s bed. I miss my sweet lover man with the sad eyes.
So here I am on this lonesome day, longing for a human touch. I believe in better days, and when it’s here maybe I’ll take another roll of the dice and light the fuse of some spirit in the night on a street of fire.
I made a promise to myself: I have a reason to believe that someone in my Father’s house will cover me, if I should fall behind I must remember “no retreat, baby, no surrender.”
Tears for Stevie.....
I was searching for a photo of Stevie when I came across this. WOW. This really spoke volumes to me. He truly was one of the greatest blues/rock guitarist...the person with this tattoo wanted to communicate that permantely on his arm! Awesome!
I had the complete and total honor of meeting Stevie once. It was at the Golden Bear in Huntingon Beach. It was a hot summer day and when we got there in the evening the sun was setting over the ocean. Very California. But walking into the club, suddenly it felt like we were worlds away in a real Blues club. The room was dark, filled with smoke and the smell of beer. Stevie came out and just started playing. I don't think he took a break for hours.
Afterwards, my friend, Nuel, and I went up to meet him. I don't think he had smiled once on stage all night, and he was wearing his usual hat...but when we met he shook my hand and gave me a warm smile. I think I just said something stupid like "that was great". I remember noticing that he was totally soaked in sweat, and seemed really wiped out like he had given every ounce of his energy and passion to his performance. Yet in a way, he played like no one else was in the room...just him, his Fender and his band.
We've lost a lot of the great musicians to tragedy. For some reason this one (and Michael Hutchens) got to me the most. I have tears remembering when I heard the news. Was it because I had met him? Or did I just resonate with him as a person? I know it was more than the music. He seemed kind of shy and humble to me. He had overcome a drug addiction, he had just started a new tour - this was truly tragic. He so was damn good.
The tragic end came on August 26, 1990. Stevie and Double Trouble had just finished a gig that included an encore jam with Eric Clapton, Buddy Guy, Jimmie Vaughan, and Robert Cray. After the concert they boarded a helicopter bound for Chicago. Minutes after it took off, the helicopter crashed, killing Stevie and the other four passengers. He was only 35 years old.
... are an English rock/pop band formed in 1985 as a side-project of Mike Rutherford, a founding member of Genesis. They are best known for the international hit singles "Silent Running (On Dangerous Ground)", "All I Need Is A Miracle", "Over My Shoulder" and "The Living Years".
The main lineup for the band were vocalists Paul Carrack and the late Paul Young (formerly of chart band Sad Café), keyboardist Adrian Lee and drummer Peter Van Hooke. By their 1995 album "Beggar On a Beach of Gold" only Rutherford, Carrack and Young were permanent members of the line-up until Young's death in 2000.
(taken from Wikipedia)
One of my FAVORTIE songs of all time is called "Don't" . It was never one of their big hits but I love the sound and the lyrics. I don't know how to post music to Blogger so I can't play it for you but if you get the chance give it a listen or two and let me know if you like it.
It was the Los Angeles Forum. Aerosmith was playing and I was seeing them for the 3rd or 4th time. My boyfriend and I both liked the band, and I had a huge crush on Steven Tyler.
We decided to try to get down the the area that was near backstage lounge area. We'd done it before and got to hang out a bit with people we didn't know - but seemed "important". We had never even tried to make it to the real backstage area, we figured that would be impossible so why even try.
I remember standing there smoking a cigarette and feeling someone stare at me. I looked and sure enough there were two guys looking at me and talking about me. After a minute or two they approached us and said, "do you want to be a backstage pass?"
At first I didn't get it "Oh, we don't have backstage passes." I told him.
My boyfriend just stood their looking like a dope (he was a dope). The guy ignored my boyfriend completely and put his arm around me, he got right in my face and smiled, "No, sugar - you are the backstage pass, I'm giving you the opportunity to get backstage. Do you want in?" It didn't take a genius to get his message - he was suggesting that I would have to "do something" to get the privilage to meet the band.
Even though I was being faced with the opportunity to possibly meet STEVEN TYLER! I was disgusted, ever so slightly flattered to be "chosen", pissed off and excited all at once. I don't know what the expression on my face said. The guy was waiting for my answer. I looked at my boyfriend and he was grinning from ear to ear - like "yeah go for it!"
I was furious! I looked at the guy and very coolly said "no thanks". Inside I was crying cause my boyfriend was such an ass and I was also kicking myself for missing a chance to possibly meet Steven Tyler, but mostly I was just shocked that someone had the audacity to suggest that I would be willing to perform some sexual favor in return for going backstage.
I'm sure plenty of girls would have jumped on it, but there was no way I would lower myself. The experience left me depressed which is probably why I thought of it today.
My boyfriend could not understand how I passed it up, he said HE WOULD HAVE UNDERSTOOD IF I WANTED TO GO BACKSTAGE! Like he didn't even care if I did "something" to some other guy!!!! UGH!
So, I never got to meet Steven but I did keep my integrity and self-worth intact which is far more important to me than meeting a "rock star".
Oh - and I broke up with my boyfriend the next day!
Your score is 70%. Bleedin' deadly!
Ok, my score was only "so-so", see how you do. This is another quiz off Dave White's About Classic Rock site: Irish RockersWhen music started to drift into rap and grunge, I abandoned the “popular” music scene, the Top 40 and the underground, which seemed to be filled with ecstasy-popping industrialized rhythms and semi-one hit wonders. I believe this occurrence happened for me in the mid 1980s.
Back in the 60s and 70s, artists tended to be more creative (my opinion)
because:
1) The public and the record companies demanded it
2) Social culture was changing in a much more radical way and
3) Technology did not drive everything; creativity did.
Here are my explanations:
1) Artists such as the Beach Boys, the Beatles and the Rolling Stones would
produce an album of original material, sometimes as often as ever six
months. The public was hungry for it and the record companies wanted
profits. In the 70s, this evolved into an original LP about once a year
But when Michael Jackson released Off The Wall in 1979, he basically took three years off. Now it’s true he came back with Thriller in 1982, but then he took 4 years off. And after the release of Bad, he took another 4 years off before 1991’s Black & White.
The Beatles released Paperback Writer in 1966 and were on hiatus for only 9 months. But then came arguably the best album of the rock era, Sgt. Pepper. And then Magical Mystery Tour. And then The White Album (a double LP I might add…) And then
Check out how many releases Elton John had between 1970-1977. He was arguably the best selling act of that time period. (Sidebar: when Elton took longer times between releases, his commercial success rapidly declined and his music was but a shell of its former glory.) Now artists have to be pushed to release something every other year; partially because they fail to come up with something new and partially because niche radio passes them by.
2) Socially, there was a major difference in the culture. My parents are only 20 years older than me, yet we were worlds apart on musical tastes. My kids are 28-34 years younger than me, but for the most part, we like pretty much the same artists. Many of today’s so-called artists have to “sample” in order to have a hit.
3) Finally, technology has spoiled today’s artists. ProTools software make people like Rosie O’Donnell sound great, though I would venture to say that she wouldn’t know an in-tune piece of music if it bit her. Drum machines, electronic percussion and vocal software have made stars of the likes of Brittney Spears, Jessica and Ashley Simpson, Hillary Duff, Christina Aguliara and on and on and on. Not one of them, or all of them combined, could equal the command, power, yet subtle tones of Linda Ronstadt.