The Fortunes 1965 – You’ve Got your Troubles
The air is thick, not with smoke, but with the specific, sweet melancholy of a late summer evening in 1965.…
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…
The scene is almost cinematic, and perhaps that’s the way the greatest pieces of music should arrive: out of time,…