Paul McCartney Shouting “Oi!” During “American Idiot”
Green Day’s three songs were all pretty great (“When I Come Around” remains one of the five best songs written in the entirety of the ’90s), but there was a particularly charming moment during “American Idiot” when Armstrong encouraged the crowd to shout “Oi!,” a classic punk rock exclamation. They cut to the crowd, and while not a whole lot of people were actually participating, Paul McCartney was not only doing it, but he was also encouraging other people to do it, proving Paul McCartney should be invited to every party.
Born in Nigeria and raised in New Jersey, Modu was a young photographer whose parents had been part of the first wave of immigrants.
His photos have graced the covers of Rolling Stone Magazine and Jazz Times, Chi will also be remembered for shooting iconic album covers for Snoop Dogg, Method Man, Mobb Deep, Mad Lion, and Christian McBride. His work has appeared in numerous exhibitions, including the Hutchins Gallery, Lawrenceville School, Lawrenceville NJ, the Brooklyn Museum of Art, Brooklyn NY, and the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland OH.
wait. A Nigerian took one of Nas’ and BIG’s most iconic photos ever?? Dope!
Joan Jett on being brought to tears by a standing ovation from Paul McCartney, Yoko Ono, and the entire Public Hall audience, backstage after being inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Class of 2015
Funfact: I have gotten the opportunity (twice) to see some of Michael Jackson’s most famous pieces of clothing and accessories in person.
Looking at these articles being worn by him in photographs is a much different experience than actually being in their physical presence. I don’t know what it was, but those articles had stories to tell. Every bead of his sweat, ever heart beat, ever muscle movement. The music these pieces became a symbol of; you could just feel Michael’s aura in them.
I still feel honored for having such an amazing opportunity.
On this day in music history: January 18, 1989 - Stevie Wonder becomes the youngest musician in history to be inducted into The Rock & Roll Hall Of Fame. Part of the fourth group of inductees (which also includes Dion, Otis Redding, The Rolling Stones, and The Temptations), Wonder is only thirty eight years old at the time he receives the honor. In order for an artist to be considered for induction, the artist must have released their first record at least twenty five years before. Wonder releases his first single on Motown in 1962 at the age of twelve.
“One night our drummer then, Pete Best, wasn’t available, so Ringo sat in. And I remember the moment. I mean, Pete was great, and we had a good time with him. But me, John and George, God bless ‘em, were on the front line singing, and now behind us we had this guy we’d never played with before, and I remember the moment when he started to play – I think it was Ray Charles, What’d I Say, and most of the drummers couldn’t nail the drum part, it’s a little bit [sings a bit of it]. It was a little difficult to do, but Ringo nailed it. Yeah — Ringo nailed it! And I remember the moment, standing there and looking at John and then looking at George, and the look on our faces was like, fuck you. What is this? And that was the moment, that was the beginning, really, of the Beatles.”
[Paul, from his speech inducting Ringo into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, April 2015]
The Beatles on stage at the London Palladium for Sunday Night At The Palladium.
What was going through your mind when you sat in the audience during Green Day’s Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction?
In giving their acceptance speeches, each of the members of Green Day looked me in the eye and thanked me for one thing or another that I’d done back in the early days of Lookout, and though we were sitting in a hall packed with more than 10,000 people, it was an incredibly intimate moment, almost as though we were sitting somewhere having a private conversation. Apparently the TV camera focused on my face while I was listening and there’s now video evidence of me sitting there with tears streaming down my cheek, but I was barely aware of it at the time. If anything at all was going through my mind apart from immense gratitude at having been a part of this amazing journey, it was images of those days when all we seemed to think about was playing music with and for our friends, when the music and the camaraderie was all we ever expected to get out of it, and when that was always more than enough.