I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus – The Ronettes
There are pieces of music that soundtrack a season, and then there are records that become the season. The Ronettes’…
There are pieces of music that soundtrack a season, and then there are records that become the season. The Ronettes’…
The air in the studio must have been thick with cigarette smoke and the low, expectant hum of tape machines.…
Forget the matching Revolutionary War uniforms for a moment. Forget the slick, technicolor pop-art aesthetic that made Paul Revere &…
There are certain sounds that immediately transport you. For those of us who grew up with the shadows of the…
The sound hits you not with a guitar riff or a drum crack, but with a sudden, startling burst of…
I remember exactly where I was the first time I heard the full studio (or rather, “live”) recording of “Night…
The holiday season arrives each year with an enormous, predictable playlist. We settle into the familiar narratives: snow, romance, chimney…
The sound of 1973 was, in many ways, an exercise in excess: stadium rock anthems, sprawling prog epics, and funk…
The car radio, that ancient, ubiquitous altar of pop culture, is where the best songs live forever. It doesn’t matter…
The air in the studio, reportedly a humble New Orleans space, must have been thick with cigarette smoke and the…