The Collins Kids – Hoy Hoy
In the mid-1950s, the music industry was in a nervous, exhilarating state of flux. The rise of rock and roll…
In the mid-1950s, the music industry was in a nervous, exhilarating state of flux. The rise of rock and roll…
The year is 1983. The air is thick with the sounds of synthesizers and gated drums. MTV is a vibrant,…
The air in the garage was thick with humidity and the smell of old oil, but the radio didn’t care.…
The air is thick, close, smelling faintly of dust motes suspended in the light of a single, bare table lamp.…
The year is 1964. The air crackles with change, a sharp, electric energy imported on the waves of the British…
The air in my grandfather’s living room was always thick with the scent of pipe tobacco and the low murmur…
The year is 1956. The soundscape is still segmented—R&B on one side, polite pop on the other, and country simmering…
The first time I really heard this song, it wasn’t on an old console hi-fi, nor in some gleaming, curated…
The needle drops. A dry, crisp acoustic guitar strums a rhythmic foundation, a sound immediately alien to the sprawling, electrified…
The world outside the glass had dissolved into a monochrome study of slate and silver. I remember the late-night drive,…