George Baker Selection – Una Paloma Blanca
The year is 1975. The charts are a shifting tectonic plate: Disco is rising, hard rock is hitting its stadium…
The year is 1975. The charts are a shifting tectonic plate: Disco is rising, hard rock is hitting its stadium…
The year is 1964. The air crackles with the sound of youth and transatlantic urgency. The world had just been…
The year 1969 was a fractured, seismic moment for rock music. The counterculture was peaking, stadium-rock had begun its slow,…
The summer of 1968 was a kaleidoscope of dissolving boundaries, and music was the most vivid color on the canvas.…
It’s 1962. The folk revival is cresting, still largely a world of earnest college students, smoky Greenwich Village coffee houses,…
The year is 1976. The air is thick with disco shimmer and the fading roar of stadium rock. Yet, in…
The air in the listening room is thick with a manufactured nostalgia, a carefully engineered sound that only the high-fidelity…
The radio dial spins through a haze of static and late-night whispers. It’s a moment of profound atmospheric solitude. Then,…
The memory is not of a dance floor or a teenage sock hop, but a stretch of lonely, dark highway,…
The needle drops—or perhaps, in the modern age, the stream initializes—and a moment of perfect, minor-key melancholy floods the air.…