Fats Domino – Bo Weevil
Oldies Songs The Unassuming Anthem of the Cotton Fields and the Birth of Rock and Roll A boogie-woogie romp about a devastating agricultural pest, masking the rhythm and blues roots of a…
Fats Domino – Let the Four Winds Blow
The Timeless Echo of a New Orleans Farewell A soulful farewell ballad that captures the heartache of a lover resigned to separation. Ah, the late great Fats Domino. Just hearing…
Fats Domino – All By Myself
The Melancholy Ballad of Solitude Wrapped in a New Orleans Bounce 🎹 Ah, the sounds of a simpler time, when a single 45-rpm record could spin you right back to…
Fats Domino – Something’s Wrong
🎹 The Unmistakable Feeling of a Love Fading Away There are records that simply define an era, and then there are the songs that, though perhaps not topping every list…
Fats Domino – When My Dreamboat Comes Home
🚢 The Timeless Voyage of Hope: Fats Domino’s Rock ‘n’ Roll Dream A joyous, hopeful proclamation of enduring love and the certainty of a sweetheart’s return. Ah, the 1950s. If…
Fats Domino – Valley of Tears
🎹 The Enduring Heartbreak of “Valley of Tears” The late 1950s—a time of slicked-back hair, poodle skirts, and a burgeoning new sound that was shaking the foundations of traditional music.…
Fats Domino – Blueberry Hill
A Timeless Romance on Blueberry Hill: Fats Domino’s Iconic Ballad Few songs capture the essence of classic rhythm and blues quite like “Blueberry Hill” by the legendary Fats Domino. Released…
Fats Domino – It Keeps Rainin’
Oldies Music A Sweetly Enduring Testament to Hope Amidst Heartbreak The year was 1961. A time when the echoes of early rock and roll still vibrated with a joyous, yet simple energy,…
Fats Domino – Kansas City
A joyous, rolling New Orleans R&B declaration of a man determined to reach the Mecca of romance in the American heartland. The rhythm of the piano, that irresistible, loping shuffle,…
Fats Domino – Please Don’t Leave Me
An essential plea of devotion wrapped in a New Orleans boogie-woogie beat. There are certain songs, friends, that transport us back to the sticky-floored dance halls and the crackle of…