Linda Ronstadt – “I Can’t Help It”: when a song becomes a confession
When Linda Ronstadt stepped to the microphone and began “I Can’t Help It,” the room changed temperature. Conversations stilled. Glasses…
When Linda Ronstadt stepped to the microphone and began “I Can’t Help It,” the room changed temperature. Conversations stilled. Glasses…
Prepare yourself. Linda Ronstadt, the queen of heartfelt storytelling, has done it again. Her rendition of “Tracks of My Tears”…
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I sometimes imagine a single microphone, a circle of voices, and the light hiss of tape waiting for truth. That’s…
I first hear it the way so many did: not as a song arriving with fanfare, but as a hush…
It starts with a breath—no, with air being shaped like clay. You hear the band lock into a gentle sway,…
When the lights came up in certain American theaters in the spring of 1955, the ushers had stories. The kids…