On February 3, 1959, rock and roll musicians Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and J. P. “The Big Bopper” Richardson were killed in a plane crash near Clear Lake, Iowa, together with the pilot, Roger Peterson. The event later became known as “The Day the Music Died”, after singer-songwriter Don McLean so referred to it in his song “American Pie”.
At the time, Holly and his band, consisting of Waylon Jennings, Tommy Allsup, and Carl Bunch, were playing on the “Winter Dance Party” tour across the Midwest. Rising artists Valens and Richardson had joined the tour as well.
The long journeys between venues on board the cold, uncomfortable tour buses adversely affected the performers, with cases of flu and even frostbite. After stopping at Clear Lake to perform, and frustrated by such conditions, Holly fatefully decided to charter a plane to reach their next venue in Moorhead, Minnesota. Richardson, who had flu, swapped places with Jennings, taking the latter’s seat on the plane, while Allsup lost his seat to Valens on a coin toss.
Soon after take-off, late at night and in poor, wintry weather conditions, the pilot lost control of the light aircraft, a Beechcraft Bonanza, which subsequently crashed into a cornfield, leaving no survivors.
So a girl tweeted about luke (first picture) and he followed her and asked ‘why do you hate me’ and I fucking hope he read that because she’s so damn right and if he blocked her I’ll find him and yell at him…….
Out of the Flames is BACK with a fresh update! Thanks for being patient while we took a break, and thanks to all the anons who gently nudged us back into action.
“Would you let me photograph you?” Laura blurted without thinking. She watched Carmilla to gauge her reaction, but when she didn’t immediately respond, Laura rambled. “I mean, that’s when I feel it the most. When I feel like I can capture something real, something in motion, that’s when I feel passionate about taking photographs. And I think it would be cool to combine your passion for skateboarding with my love of-”
Carmilla looked absolutely pleased. “Yes, yes, sure thing sweetheart,” she said, and Laura looked visibly relieved. “That sounds like a date.”
Went to see the Hollies a couple of nights ago. What a great
act. Two of the band are original members from 1963. They made great music back
then and it is timeless. Sitting there listening to this when one is in the
same age group as the band members it struck me that there is something about
English Rock bands from that era. They seem to have a purity of spirit about
their music and the way they perform it and the way they interact with the
audience at live gigs. It is a down to earth no nonsense approach with no
trimmings. Just really good music well played and delivered with meaning. It is
partly about the lyrics as well. They come from the English working class
experience and are homespun and easily able to be identified with. There is
more there than just the music.
Down the road a ways another rock band was performing that
night. Bloke from America name of Springsteen with a band called Ebay or E
street – something like that anyway. This is a pretty good band and he pulled a
big crowd. Many more than the Hollies. Anyway Springsteen comes from the land
ruled by The Angry Apricot and so he is under a personal boycott as far as I am
concerned at the present time. To his credit Springsteen has been apologising
to his audiences about the Apricot’s phone manner and so he should. Anyway as
good as he is he lacks that magic touch that the Hollies have. The Hollies
played to a packed house and there was no one in the audience under 60. You
don’t forget the good ones. As the night warmed up and there was plenty of
clapping, singing, arm waving etc going on just as they did over 50 years ago.
The Hollies will be back in 2019 and I will be along to
listen to it all again.