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Thursday, February 3. 2011

February 3, 1959

On this day in 1959, the "Big Bopper" J.P. Richardson, Buddy Holly, and Richie Valens died in a plane crash. This video is "Chantilly Lace," one of my favorites from that era. (My boys hid behind their chairs when I sang it at karaoke on a cruise. -- Today, I'm tormenting them with my version of James Brown, together with my imitation of that great performer's dance steps -- wish I had a cape, too, singing "I feel good.")


Posted by Bruce Kesler in Music, Our Essays at 15:55 | Comments (3) | Trackbacks (0)

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I can't remember if I cried
when I heard about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAsV5-Hv-7U

I tell my son that if he ever becomes a rock star, Planes (or helicopters in SRV's case) and drugs are to be avoided at all costs.
#1 NorthCountry on 2011-02-03 16:57 (Reply)
I loved that music! I guess it must be the stuff that's popular when you are in junior high that becomes 'the music of your life' because Holly and Valens & the BB take me right back there. Thanks for the reminder! Please excuse me whilst I go adjust the spit curls and add a couple more petticoats under this circle skirt!
#2 Dinah (Link) on 2011-02-03 23:14 (Reply)
Sad, so sad.

Coincidentally, I was just watching some Selena videos earlier this evening. That was another tragic loss of an extremely talented singer and performer.
#3 Jim on 2011-02-04 02:50 (Reply)

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