The Searchers – Love Potion Number Nine
I first heard The Searchers’ “Love Potion No. 9” late at night on a battered transistor radio, the kind whose…
I first heard The Searchers’ “Love Potion No. 9” late at night on a battered transistor radio, the kind whose…
The first time I really heard “Lightnin’ Strikes”—not just recognized it, but sat with it—was late at night when the…
The first thing you hear is urgency. In the quiet between breaths, there’s a sense of air being shoved aside…
The first thing you hear is softness—a cushion of strings inhaling, as if the orchestra takes a breath for you.…
It begins with a hush—strings poised like breath held before a confession. Then the voice, instantly personable, steps forward with…
The tape hiss is the first thing I imagine, that faint halo you hear in your mind before the needle…
The song arrives the way a marquee lights up at dusk: one bulb, then another, until the whole facade glows.…
The tape hiss arrives first—imaginary, perhaps, but easy to hear if you’ve ever fallen down an Everlys rabbit hole late…
The first time I re-entered “One Summer Night,” it was past midnight, the kind of late when an apartment’s pipes…
I first hear it the way many people did in 1964—at least, that’s how it plays in my mind’s ear.…