The Shangri-las – Out In the Streets
The needle drops. A cavernous echo opens up the soundstage, swallowing the frantic strumming of an acoustic guitar that sounds…
The needle drops. A cavernous echo opens up the soundstage, swallowing the frantic strumming of an acoustic guitar that sounds…
The year is 1965. The British Invasion has become a tidal wave, sweeping away the vestiges of the pre-Beatles era.…
The year is 1957. The sound barrier of American culture has been shattered by the roar of rock and roll.…
The scent of dust motes dancing in a sunlit parlor, the faint, ozone tang of an old tube radio warming…
It’s late. The city outside my window is hushed, illuminated by the cold, neon glow of a bar sign across…
The needle drops, and the air crackles with something that feels dangerous. It’s a sound caught precisely at the fulcrum…
There are moments in music history when a sonic doorway is kicked open, not carefully unlocked. Black Sabbath’s 1970 breakthrough…
The first notes arrive like a promise. They are not the heavy, amplified churn of the late-60s electric blues that…
I first heard it screaming out of a pair of cheap, tinny car speakers on a rainy interstate drive. It…
I remember the first time I truly heard this piece of music. It wasn’t through a tinny car radio or…