Songwriters: Greg Lake / Peter John Sinfield / Serge Prokofieff
Well, here we are. Little did we know what 2020 would bring, and now, ironically, it is hindsight. But other than Nicole Atkins amazing new album Italian Ice, Trey's Beacon shows, and those fleeting few months at the start of the year, music was not what we are used to. While we complain incessantly about people talking and filming during shows, stepping in our own split drinks, or the cost of tickets...who wouldn't enjoy the crush of the rail, singing songs that mean 20,000 different things to 20,000 different people, and timing your bio break to a song you don't mind missing, if you're willing to give up your spot.
And with the uncertainty of when our beloved concerts will return, we can all agree that the amount of creativity being bottled up will present us with some amazing future music. In the meantime, we can be thankful that industry professionals and venues are going to receive the emergency funding that they need to be ready for us to return. Also, don't forget to support your favorite artists by streaming shows, buying merch, and supporting other projects they offer in the meantime.
I was explaining to people the other night, but I might've got it a bit
wrong – this is just the end of something for U2. And that's what we're
playing these concerts – and we're throwing a party for ourselves and
you. It's no big deal, it's just – we have to go away and ... and dream
it all up again. December 30, 1989 - Love Town Tour at Point Depot.
As we usher in 2021, our lives have been forever changed, and like U2 in 1989 between eras of Joshua Tree and Achtung Baby, we need to dream it all up again. A new year in a very not normal time lends itself to finding new waves to appreciate music. Throughout the summer, the various streaming of backyard and living room concerts by our favorite artists. Drive in shows popped up and maybe we'll get some of those concerts that were moved to 2021. I cannot wait to dance and sing with you all.
And now something for the Gen Xers who are reading. Thirty years ago, some of our favorite albums were released. These are albums that still move us, our therapy albums, and ones that will never get old no mater how many times we listen to them. The amount of classics that are contained in the 1991 album release category is kind of unreal. We saw then end of hair bands and ushered in grunge that was in perfect sync to our mid teen's angst. It was one of the last times I ordered an album at the stroke of midnight (GNR, Use Your Illusions, I&II) and those albums were in the very wasteful (but perfect for postering your room) CD long boxes. In no particular order, here is the magic of 1991 music. It was a special time, not to mention, it was also Lollapalooza's inaugural year.
2020 saw man losses in the music industry. Thirty years ago, we lost Bill Graham, a legendary music promoter, impresario, and philanthropist. This year over 150 musicians that we love were lost, some to COVID. They have left an indelible legacy to us, let us pause to remember their gifts to us through their music talent.
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