Bobby Sherman – Caress Me, Pretty Music
A Gentle Melody of Lost Youth and Lingering Affection Ah, to cast our minds back to the late 1960s, a time of seismic shifts in culture and sound, yet also…
A Gentle Melody of Lost Youth and Lingering Affection Ah, to cast our minds back to the late 1960s, a time of seismic shifts in culture and sound, yet also…
A Teen Idol’s Tender Ode to Young Love and Lingering Hope Ah, for those of us who came of age in the late 1960s and early 70s, the name Bobby…
A Confection of Fleeting Innocence and Unrequited Devotion Ah, to cast our minds back to a time when television screens glowed with the wholesome charm of teenage heartthrobs and pop…
The Enduring Echo of Youthful Optimism: “Marching To The Music” Ah, those were the days, weren’t they? A time when pop music, in its earnest simplicity, could still capture the…
The Fading Enchantment of Youth: A Look Back at “I Don’t Believe in Magic” Ah, the 1970s. A time when bell-bottoms swayed, disco balls shimmered, and the airwaves were filled…
A Gentleman’s Heart, A Lady’s Love: The Enduring Charm of Bobby Sherman’s “She’s a Lady” Ah, the late 1960s and early 1970s. A time of cultural upheaval, musical evolution, and…
The Awkward Innocence of First Crushes and Growing Pains Ah, the late 1960s. A time when pop music was often a vibrant, sun-drenched landscape, full of youthful exuberance and burgeoning…
ennifer: A Fading Dream of Youthful Love Ah, the late 1960s. For many of us, it was a time of burgeoning freedom, of new sounds echoing from transistor radios, and…
A Sunny Melody for Cloudy Days: Reflecting on “Hey, Mister Sun” Ah, Bobby Sherman… the name itself brings forth a cascade of memories, doesn’t it? For those of us who…
Finding Your Melody in a Changing World Ah, the late 1960s and early 1970s. A time of seismic shifts, wasn’t it? The world seemed to be spinning faster, traditions were…