Sunday, January 08, 2017

Well, maybe …

… The One Book Music Lovers Have to Read. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)

But maybe not for a first-generation rocker like me.


  1. I suppose if you can't have a beer with your best friend, reminiscing over looking at Yes lyrics in his black-light lit room, this is the next best thing.

  2. Rock had no great meaning in the mid-'50s. It was just fun to dance to. You didn't even need black light. Just a cute partner.