Paul Mauriat 1968 – Love Is Blue
The late sixties in America felt like a constant sonic battle between fuzz-drenched guitar riffs and acid-tinged studio experimentation. The…
The late sixties in America felt like a constant sonic battle between fuzz-drenched guitar riffs and acid-tinged studio experimentation. The…
The year 1966 was a volatile time in popular music. On the one hand, you had the shimmering sophistication of…
There is a moment in the history of the British Invasion that often gets overlooked, a gentle, harmonically complex counterpoint…
The recording studio air on December 13, 1966, must have been thick with the scent of coffee, cigarettes, and the…
The mid-1960s were a collision of sounds in Britain. The primal roar of the blues revival clashed against the pristine…
The year is 1958. Rock and roll is a raw, electric scream still finding its footing, and the American airwaves…
There are songs that define a genre, and then there are songs that define a moment, a brief, perfect convergence…
There is a moment in the history of rock and roll—a sliver of time, really—when the underground bursts through the…
The lights were out, the tape spooling fast in a California studio late in 1966. On the tape, a nascent…
The calendar tells me it’s Freddie Garrity’s birthday today. November 14th. It feels right to mark the occasion not with…