Richie Valens – Come on, Let’s Go
The memory is not mine, but borrowed, synthesized from endless reels of late-fifties cinema and the faint, unmistakable smell of…
The memory is not mine, but borrowed, synthesized from endless reels of late-fifties cinema and the faint, unmistakable smell of…
It is a sound as old as the railroad itself, yet when it cut through the airwaves in the autumn…
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The memory is not of a high-fidelity playback in some expensive listening room, but of a tinny, slightly overdriven sound.…
The song itself was more a studio construction than a traditional band effort, which only adds to its mystique. Released…
The air was thick with cigarette smoke and cheap whiskey. It was one of those unforgiving winter nights where the…