Neil Diamond 1967 – Girl, You’ll Be A Woman Soon
We all carry that invisible moment, a scene from a forgotten movie or a memory built in the glow of…
We all carry that invisible moment, a scene from a forgotten movie or a memory built in the glow of…
It’s 1957. The air in the Columbia Recording Studio A in New York City is thick with cigarette smoke and…
The air in the room was thick with smoke and expectation. It was late 1956, and the sonic landscape of…
The air in the studio was reportedly thick with a sense of audacity. It was 1968, and the Beatles’ Sgt.…
The sound of rain on a distant window pane. That’s the atmosphere of Ralph McTell’s “Streets of London,” not in…
The memory is as sharp as a clean arpeggio in a silent room: a late night, the car radio humming…
I remember the first time this particular piece of music stopped me cold. It wasn’t the teenage angst of “It’s…
The radio was always a different country after midnight. The static hissed and popped like distant embers, an atmospheric backdrop…
The air in my listening room tonight is exactly right: dark mahogany scent, the comforting hiss of a clean vinyl…
The year is 1969—or late 1968, depending on which side of the New Year’s singles chart you trace its monumental…