Loud, it turned out, wasn’t too terrifying, and following my first step into a real rock concert with Herman’s Hermits, I stayed interested. Of course, for the next year plus I was in Dexter, Maine, and that did not offer a lot of musical possibilities. So what I found interesting had to come … [Read more...]
My First Real Rock Concert
Sorry for the delay on this…much happening on the book front (which I’ll share with you in the next newsletter, out next week), and I even took a fast but delightful vacation back east to see family… if you’ve never been to Casco Day (always the last Saturday in July!), well, you’ve missed America … [Read more...]
The Deep Roots of Rock ‘n’ Roll, part 1
I started out talking about “On Highway 61” as “what white people learned from black music from minstrelsy to Bob Dylan,” and that certainly holds true. But as I’ve gone along – and as I’ve gotten tired of saying the same phrase over and over – I’ve come to realize that it’s also accurate to say … [Read more...]