I don't know if anyone noticed or not, but today is the 50th anniversary of the Day the Music Died, when Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and the Big Bopper died in a plane crash on the way to a show. It's always been a sad day for me--I'm a big Buddy Holly fan, and I'm sure that if he hadn't died, he would have become as synonymous with early rock and roll as Elvis Presley has.
So before you go to bed, listen to Don MacLean's "American Pie," a beautiful tribute to three fallen rockers.
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I heard it on the radio yesterday--sad. I miss Stevie Ray Vaughan.
Living in Iowa we hear this every year. Still sad though. They had a big party at the Clear Lake ballroom to commemorate it.
I still say the creepiest part of this story comes from the telling of someone who is now a country star but was then a rock star (ala Johnny Cash). I don't remember if it was Waylon Jennings or Merle Haggart, BUT...
When Richie won the coin toss for the final spot on the plane, it was against Waylon/Merle. Upon Richie winning the flip, Waylon/Merle stated "Go ahead. I hope your damned plane crashes." On the interview I saw, they were crying hysterically while telling this.
Rebecca, there are quite a few taht are gone too soon, aren't there?
Jamie, I forgot that was in Iowa. I bet you do hear about it every year.
Barry, you're right, that is creepy. I'd never heard that. I looked it up after reading your comment. I was Waylong Jennings. Sad.
That was a really sad day. They had all given us such great music, and they had the potential for so much more.
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