Frampton Comes Alive
Originally Released: 1976
More than a few decades back it seemed like every high school-aged white kid in America was issued the same five albums. On Long Island, there was a bonus sixth record.
I owned most of them but even if you didn’t you couldn’t escape. None of us could and in certain precincts of the FM dial you still Continue reading →
Riley B. King (B.B.)
B.B. in 1980, the year I saw him play.
Last week, at the age of 89, B.B. King passed away. Despite a flurry of surprisingly good albums over the last 10 years or so, he’d not been on my must-listen list. If I’m honest, and I try to be, Albert was always my favorite King, and Freddie came next. I liked B.B. I just never loved him. (I have been known to remark Continue reading →