Pat Metheny Group - Au Lait among my favorites by Pat...
 
Ligabue - 30 anni in un giorno (2023) - Trailer ufficiale

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I just received the pass as a special guest…
Incredible all the crowd at his “shows”… better to stay home and avoid dealing with it, savansadir
 
Yard Trauma - One way ticket

Between 1987 and 1989, Lee Joseph shares his love for ‘60s music between the reunion of the Unclaimed, the sugar-pop of Zebra Stripes alongside his beautiful wife Zebra, and the new lineup of his Yard Trauma.

The album that marks their return is titled Face to Face and features Bad Religion guitarist Brett Gurewitz, who at that time was fully immersed in a garage-punk trip, and old friend Rich Coffee from the Fourgiven, who seems at ease in this new tailored style of Yard Trauma where, alongside some old beat clothing (I’m a Man, Kick It In, See Your Face in the cryptic and psychedelic style beloved by the group and especially by old fans), a few ragged punk rags are showcased (Fast Pace, Ave. 339), some glam sparkles picked up from Alice Cooper’s jacket (One Way Ticket, In My Head), and even a rockabilly jacket like Your Trash, My Treasure. The album, despite its mutable nature, has excellent highlights (the nice Diddley sound interwoven with the proto-punk of Creeps on T.V., the spiraling riff of Kick It In, the candy-pop dipped in fuzz of See Your Face, the simplistic Monkee-time of I’m a Man), but similarly to other albums of the period, you realize that the old captains of jet garage-punk are indicating, each in their own way, the emergency exits and showing the life jackets. We’re aboard a plane destined to sink. Or, as the more fearless will see, forced to make an emergency landing and a temporary realignment of the engines.
 
Joseph Williams / What Is She Hiding
...then he'll go to Toto in the late 80s. Groove! ;)
 
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Those dear to the gods die young…

Ingram "Gram" Cecil Connor III Parsons (1946-1973) Singer-songwriter, guitarist, pianist. Former member of the Byrds and the Flying Burrito Brothers, he is universally recognized as the main figure responsible for the transition of more traditionally country music into rock-infused territories, not only by his contemporaries, like the Eagles or Jackson Browne and their assorted company, but also by the advocates of the alt-country resurgence at the end of the last century.
With both the Byrds and the Flying Burrito Brothers, he contributed to the production of two albums that were hugely significant in their genre, almost cult, despite their poor sales, such as "Sweetheart The Rodeo" and "The Gilded Palace Of Sin." Even as a solo artist, he released two albums, at least the second of which is regarded as nothing less than one of the Gospels of modern country rock. He was also one of the mentors to a band as seminal as it was seemingly distant from his world, the Modern Lovers of Jonathan Richman, so ahead of its time that it inspired half of the coming new wave.
That's how the world goes.
Cause of death: Guess what? A lovely cocktail of morphine, heroin, cocaine, assorted alcoholic beverages.
A special mention is deserved for the odyssey of his corpse: he had greatly loved what is today Joshua Tree National Park, to the extent that he expressed to his friends the wish, upon his death, for his ashes to be scattered there.
However, upon his passing, his mother ensured that no representatives from the music world attended the funeral, believing, not without reason, that they were responsible for introducing her son to the use and abuse of drugs and alcohol.
Yet two friends stole a hearse and his coffin that was waiting for departure from the New Orleans airport, drove the beloved body to Joshua Tree, and there filled the coffin with gasoline, setting it on fire. The corpse, only partially charred, was discovered by the police who returned it to the mother after several days. Now the poor remains of the Sorrowful Angel lie at the Garden of Memories in Metairie, Louisiana.

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Gram Parsons - A Song For You
 
Lucio Battisti | Equivoci Amici Famous but never mediocre, beautiful!
 
2 Step fuck *off*, turn back 2 *R*Tone*R*!
bad manners , inner london violence
A tribute to 2 Tone, inevitably to the Specials, to integration, to skanking.
From gangsters to Mandela, more or less.