Elvis Presley 1960 – Stuck On You
The air in Nashville’s RCA Studio B on the chilly night of March 20, 1960, must have been electric, thick…
The air in Nashville’s RCA Studio B on the chilly night of March 20, 1960, must have been electric, thick…
The air is thick, not with smoke, but with the specific, sweet melancholy of a late summer evening in 1965.…
The first time I really listened to The Kingsmen’s “Louie, Louie,” I was sitting in the back of an overheated,…
The air hung thick with salt and reverb. It’s a sensory memory, one forged in the amber light of a…
I was sitting in an old jukebox diner, the Formica countertop cool beneath my elbow, when it first hit me.…
There are certain pieces of music that possess the energy of a reckless, midnight drive. Not the smooth, contemplative kind,…
The year is 1960. The pop music landscape is in the middle of a tectonic shift. Rock and roll, barely…
There are certain songs that don’t simply exist in time, they define a specific emotional bandwidth of an era. They…
It’s late, the kind of deep night where the streetlights outside your window seem to hum with a secret frequency.…
The late 1950s—an electric, transitional era. The smooth, orchestral sheen of Capitol Records was brushing up against the raw grit…