Gotta love this time of year. Some of the finest projects involving some of our greatest classic artists in every genre are strategically positioned in the marketplace trying to take advantage of what might be the last hurrah for music's brick and mortar releases.
Because the show was taped live and we singers were not in all of the scenes, there were situations when we had a lot of time on our hands. I noticed that most of my colleagues would read books, or knit or even nap between our assignments.
I personally was saddened by the iconic producer/engineer/mastermind's recent passing not only because I kind of bonded with him during our two interviews together, but also because his sonic fingerprints are all over so much of the music I grew up on.
Rock Paper Photo is excited to offer a curated collection representing the best of Guy's work including iconic album covers for The Rolling Stones and The Doors and portraits of pop icons such as Barbra Streisand and Liza Minelli.
I always called you Arthur. Remember? We dated for 11 wonderful months (at least I thought they were wonderful) starting in June of 1968. I had red hair and you called me "Tater" because I was about half your size and loved Tater Tots even though you referred to them as "frozen poison."
On November 20th, Vanguard Records is releasing the DVD and Blu-ray Chris Isaak Live! Beyond The Sun, featuring the artist's greatest hits plus his personal tribute to Sun Studio in Memphis and the legendary artists who recorded there.
Over the next two weeks, I'm going to share a series of interviews with some of the music industry's heroes and working stiffs who literally brought you this year's awesome Grammy Awards with nary a hiccup. First up at bat is Phil Ramone.
The Monterey International Pop Festival took place at such a guileless time that the promoters used the word "pop" in its title. Not long after this would have been unthinkable, after the lines were drawn between "pop" music and rock and roll.
It's taken me a few days to begin to make any sense whatsoever of the disturbing and disgraceful story still unfolding at Penn State. Yet this much seems clear: what we are seeing at long last is another tragic example of the human cost of silence in the face of evil.