I’ve loved music as long as I can remember. Some of my earliest memories center around songs, where I was when I heard them and sometimes smells. Whenever I hear Carole King sing anything from “Tapestry” I’m six years old again, in the back of my parents car hearing the music from a small transistor radio on the dashboard.
Many of my peers still listen to the same music or bands they listened to as we were growing up. That’s fine so far as that goes, but I really enjoy discovering newartists....
Published on May 09, 2012 18:31