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Putting The Record Straight About The Fathers Of All Modern Music
If you trace whatever style of popular modern music you hear or listen to, all the way back to its roots, you will end up at the name of one man. This was a man who lived far too short a life, but a man who left a legacy that reverberated, and continues to do so, throughout the last almost 100 years.
By Liam Ireland5 years ago in Beat
Just Who Were The Castrati?
I originally wrote this article on Article Source: http://EzineArticles.co m/3377280 in 2009 but as I still believe this subject to be quite fascinating. Until then I was quite unaware of the Castrati and their history in the 1600s. This is such a bizarre piece of history it is quite worthy of you knowing.
By a.a.gallagher5 years ago in Beat
You Must be Crazy
You Must be “Crazy!” by L’Tanya Y. Gordon It was a typical Friday night and as I hurried to sit out on the front porch, I always enjoyed seeing all of the familiar people, like yellow, brown and black puzzle pieces, starting to fit into their pre-assigned places on the jigsaw of another start of the weekend evening in Kansas City Missouri.
By L'Tanya Gordon5 years ago in Beat
a song to remember
As a white girl that grew up in a middle-class family, I was so far removed from understanding what it meant to be anything but that. I had always understood the sexism in life, the fact that I would be the one that stepped out of a man’s way or that a man wanting to touch the small of my back or arm was just a formality. I had known it, I had seen it, I had known that women’s rights were still very new to this nation, and I was lucky enough to get to go to school. I was lucky enough to even have a chance that even fifty years ago, women didn’t have. I knew all of this and more at a young age as I cried to my dad when I heard about Malala being shot by the Taliban for going to school, “daddy why can’t other girls go to school?”. I was seven. It was then I was exposed to racism. An idea that I couldn’t even fathom.
By Jazzy 5 years ago in Beat
Minnie Riperton - A Love Story
She said, “I just don’t want to leave my kids. I don’t want to leave my babies” In January 1976, Minnie Riperton went to the doctor, worried there was a problem. The doctor diagnosed her with breast cancer and shortly afterward she underwent a radical mastectomy. At the time of diagnosis, the doctors gave her about six months to live. Her cancer had metastasized. It was in her lymph nodes.
By Gary McBrine5 years ago in Beat
Black Melodies
I didn’t much care for what my friends were listening to growing up, meaning I was rarely passed aux. A truth which, I believe, was more their loss than my own... I’ve always gravitated to the oldies—and if genre titles such as shoegaze and folktronica can exist, I say Oldies deserves a legitimate name in the books.
By Hayley Brown5 years ago in Beat
Ella goes to my head
When I was in high school, Jewel was asking "Who will save your soul" and Tracy Chapman was looking for you to "Give me one reason" so she could turn right back around. At the time, I didn't know that. Just like I didn't know Toni Braxton needed you to "Un-break my heart" or that Atlantis was out there being "Ironic". Why wasn't I aware of any of this?
By Alice Garitt5 years ago in Beat
It Should Have Been Me
There have been countless inspirational Black women in the music industry. So why, you ask, did I choose to write about Flora Yvonne Fair Strain, better known as "Yvonne Fair"?
By Ricky Chopra5 years ago in Beat
Secrets of Woodstock
I was seven when we moved to Woodstock. My parents were young Brooklyn beatniks who quickly became hippies. Our little white house was party central.
By Dakota Lane5 years ago in Beat
I remember: Music Delivery Technology
Radio I remember the early Tube Radios which were rather large pieces of furniture. Over time, with the invention of the transistor it reduced them to a smaller footprint and even table top devices. And later hand held battery operated music dispensers, and we became Disc Jockeys for the moment.
By Roger Skibowski5 years ago in Beat
The Oldies Now
Let me take you back to when I was a small child, a toddler in the 1980’s. My mother plays Poison, Annie Lennox, all the 1980’s Rock bands.
By Audie Edwards5 years ago in Beat
School days
The late 60's were a great time for teenage me as you'll see in this segment from my biography "Do or do not!" I turned 13 in June 1967, and finally was able to do something I’d wanted for a while, joining the Air Training Corps, a kind of air force cadets. My father was a rear gunner on a Lancaster during World War 2 and my Uncle was in the RAF at ST. Mawgan as I’d mentioned so it was pretty much in the blood. I wore my uniform with pride and quickly became a marksman with the .303 rifle, actually winning my father a packet of cigarettes by cutting a single one in half down the range. The kick from the old style 303 rifle was pretty sharp and I injured my shoulder at the very beginning but soon got to grips with it. I stayed with the ATC (30F) squadron until I joined the RAF in January of 1970, and it was a really beneficial experience that taught me a wide range of skills.
By Len Davies5 years ago in Beat