Davy Jones – You’ve Got a Habit of Leaving
Oldies Songs An early, electrifying glimpse into the mercurial genius of David Bowie, channeling Mod energy and youthful angst. Ah, the mid-1960s—a time when the vibrant pulse of youth culture beat loudest…
Gene Clark – Strength Of Strings
The Mystical Power of Music, A Poet’s Lament, and Cosmic Redemption There are moments in the history of popular music, especially for those of us who came of age when…
Gene Clark – With Tomorrow
The Melancholy Ballad of Hope and Enduring Change A haunting whisper from the twilight of a troubled genius, Gene Clark‘s “With Tomorrow” stands as a beautiful, bittersweet meditation on the…
Gene Clark – No Other
An American Requiem: The Cosmic, Heartbreaking Beauty of a Failed Masterpiece There are albums that are simply records, and then there are those that become legends—tales of transcendent art meeting…
Davy Jones – Sitting In The Apple Tree
A Tender Ballad of Lingering Devotion and Lost Innocence The unforgettable strains of Davy Jones’s solo work, particularly the poignant B-side “Sitting In The Apple Tree,” often transport us back…
Davy Jones – Rainy Jane
A gentle, melodic entreaty for a broken-hearted girl to finally let the sunshine in. There was a moment, following the whirlwind disintegration of The Monkees in 1970, when the world…
Shaun Cassidy – Midnight Sun
The Fleeting Glow of Teen Idol Stardom: A Look Back at Shaun Cassidy’s Melancholy Ballad A haunting melody that reflects the fading glory of a bright but brief teen dream.…
Shaun Cassidy – Selfless Love
A reflective ballad about seeking profound, altruistic connection and personal meaning beyond superficial struggles. For those of us who came of age amidst the swirling posters and screaming crowds of…
Jerry Jeff Walker – Gypsy Songman
An Anthem of the Open Road and the Enduring Spirit of the Wandering Minstrel “Gypsy Songman” stands as the quintessential self-portrait of its creator, the great Jerry Jeff Walker—a beautiful,…
Jerry Jeff Walker – Leavin’ Texas
A bittersweet ode to the inescapable magnetic pull of the Lone Star State, even when the highway beckons you away. Ah, Jerry Jeff Walker. The name alone conjures up images…