What many consider to be the greatest album of all time, Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon, was released 50 years ago today. It was ranked in the Billboard 200 from 1973 to 1988 (15 years straight!).
The last time the four members played together was at the London Live 8 in 2005. They played three songs from DSOTM to start the show:
After a tremendous performance that could be ranked as good as any show ever, she ended the gig with this ballad to her daughter just nine days after September, 11, 2001. We were there:
This has to be the best ending to a concert video ever. I love how they show the escorting of the talent after the show, an art form that is all about shielding the fans away from any direct contact and getting out alive.
I knew every word to every song on this album by the time I was 15 years old – no wonder it’s like this! The song starts at the 3:30-minute mark, but Frank’s pre-song banter is worth it.
I dedicate this to my boss Steve who is in the process of moving to Whitefish, Montana as we speak.
I share a birthday with this guy:
One more for David:
A legend, and a survivor! If he can make it to 81, and Keith is still alive at 79, there is hope for us all.
Another devastating loss for rockers everywhere – Jeff Beck, one of the most skilled, admired and influential guitarists in rock history, died on Tuesday of bacterial meningitis in a hospital near his home at Riverhall, a rural estate in southern England. He was 78.
In high school, I had two of his albums on 8-track – they were part of my teenage soundtrack:
Blow by Blow:
Wired:
“Jeff Beck is the best guitar player on the planet,” Joe Perry, the lead guitarist of Aerosmith, told The New York Times in 2010. “He is head, hands and feet above all the rest of us, with the kind of talent that appears only once every generation or two.”
This was my favorite song in the Wednesday Rock Blogging category this year, so when I had a chance to go she her at the legendary Whisky-A-Go-Go on the Sunset Strip, I jumped at it – and took Natalie with me! She said she’s not used to seeing her bands up close at venues like this while being packed in like sardines on the dance floor with a bunch of old guys:
The Specials, along with Madness and the English Beat, brought us the ska movement in the late 1970s/early-1980s. Their lead singer, Terry Hall, died unexpectedly this week at age 63.
Hat tip to just some guy for sending in this article:
We lost another one of the most talented this week, Stuart Margolin. He was better known as an actor (he won two Emmys) and director, but few ever heard what a great songwriter/musician he was – except those of us who knew that he and Arizona’s favorite son, Jerry Riopelle, were good friends.
Jerry wrote this little ditty and Stuart sounds like he is singing it in character as Angel from Rockford Files. Stay for the end (2:40-min mark) and enjoy the real estate joke.
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