Tuesday, February 3, 2009
It Was Fifty Years Ago Today...
The day the music died. Supposedly. Not for me, though. The Beatles may have gotten me into music, but it was Buddy Holly that made me pick up a guitar, even though he died over a decade before I was even born. I always thought that was a little weird, but it's amazing just how many guitarists have said the same thing, even today. I've met teenagers, recently, who said they were inspired to play, even if only partly, by Buddy Holly.
So I guess the music didn't really die. Just the man.
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