A Girl Called Dusty

She was the first real live pop star I ever actually went to see, was Dusty Springfield. At the height of her magnificence and for my 13th birthday. Here’s the story. ✹ Something about her had always fascinated me when she’d turn up on our black and white television singing with The Springfields. I’d ignore […]

Ode to Bobbie Gentry

“It was the third of June another sleepy, dusty Delta day…” The song seeped into me in the years of my growing up and it has never left. I know now that it came out here in the late summer of 1967. But without looking it up I couldn’t have told you if it came […]

Buying LPs again

A memory from August 2013 It’s started. After a 23 year gap I’m buying LPs again. Not that I’ve got a turntable mind. That won’t come ’til next week. But it’s ordered. For months, possibly years, I’ve been magnetically pulled towards any turntables I’d happen to see when we’ve been in town shopping. Or rather […]