Brian Connolly – Rebel Rouser
Great Songs “Rebel Rouser”: A Brief, Bright Flame of Defiance Ah, Brian Connolly. Just hearing that name, for those of us who came of age with the glitter and grime of the…
Donny & Marie Osmond – (You’re my) soul and inspiration
A Timeless Duet: The Enduring Power of “Soul and Inspiration” For many of us who came of age in the 1970s, the mention of Donny & Marie Osmond immediately conjures…
Johnny Rodriguez – I Really Don’t Want To Know
The Painful Truth of Unrequited Love There are some songs, my dear friends, that just embed themselves deep within the fabric of our memories, becoming not merely melodies but soundtracks…
Johnny Rodriguez – Something
“Something”: A Tender Echo of Lost Love and Lingering Regret Ah, Johnny Rodriguez. Just hearing that name, for those of us who remember, brings a certain warmth to the heart,…
Emmylou Harris – Wrecking Ball
Wrecking Ball: A Reverberation of Loss and Renewal Ah, Emmylou Harris. Just hearing that name, doesn’t it conjure up a certain feeling? A warmth, a wistfulness, a sense of timeless…
The Osmonds – My Drum
A Child’s Heartbeat, A Timeless Melody For those of us who came of age in the 1970s, the name The Osmonds evokes a cascade of vibrant memories: matching jumpsuits, infectious…
Looking Glass – Jimmy Loves Mary-Anne
A Melancholy Melody of Fading Summer Love Ah, to cast our minds back to the summer of ’73, a time when gas lines stretched, but the airwaves were still pure,…
Johnny Rodriguez & Johnny Bush – Troubles
“Troubles”: A Duet of Heartache and Honesty Ah, the early 70s. A time when country music still felt like a well-worn leather glove – comfortable, familiar, and always ready to…
Brian Connolly – Phone You
When a Phone Call Becomes a Lifeline: A Star’s Isolated Plea Ah, to cast our minds back to the mid-1980s, a time when the echoes of glam rock’s golden age…
Brian Connolly – Don’t You Know A Lady
When Love Takes a U-Turn: The bittersweet tale of Brian Connolly‘s “Don’t You Know A Lady” Ah, those melodies of yesteryear, aren’t they just like faded photographs, each one holding…