I may be befuddled, but I’m paying attention to the winged ones.

‘I’m Not in Love’ has been played on American radio over three million times. That adds up to 40 consecutive years of airplay.
Is he really not in love?

We can follow the process of recording “Pet Sounds” take-by-take.
But God Only Knows how such beauty is created.

Just picture it – half a million children of the Woodstock generation on half a million little desert islands, each one clutching to his/her breast his own personal, worn, beloved copy of “Rubber Soul”.

My worst nightmare came true this week–I became my mother, listening to “nice” music.

Oh, how they jangled.

Have you heard the one about the farmer’s daughter and the traveling troubadour?

The maelstrom of emotion – Doc Pomus watches from his wheelchair as his new bride dances with another guy. All in 2’34”.