I've spent an entire Rock Jock's life accusing Casey Kasum for my addiction to collecting music's story. Trapped in a teens body the best way to set it free was to generate enough cash from keeping score at a bowling alley to finance a bedroom radio station that reached nearly a block from the needle making love with a vinyl 45.
But even that didn't calm the hunger. I forced myself to stop being a kid and landed my first on-air performance at 14 and have regretted it ever since. An addiction when made public is judged and that's what radio maker's do. A long song intro begs to be fed while masterminds behind rivers of research command what I've always called "The Disconnection."
"Just tell em we play a trunk load of their favorite songs. Nothing more nothing less."
Relationship best describes why the car stereo is cranked and your vocal chords crack.
Video didn't kill the radio star. Radio killed the radio star.
Instantly I become enthralled, completely fascinated and taken back when a radio listener shares their music relationship with me. What's captivating are the expressions in their eyes. The emotions released when something as simple as a song lyric found reason for them to hold onto to it longer than expected.
Rarely do I find Ipod carriers grasping onto the same strings. Is it because "The Next" button makes mood building too easy to formulate? I remember when sipping on the entire first side of Boston was the journey. Not the initial 2.3 seconds which for some reason always has to start off with drums. Tom Sholtz and Brad Delp of Boston made the guitar my guardian angel.
Relationship! Which is why I fricken dig this Blogging crap! There's no better feeling than whipping out the necessary tools to scratch the itch. I believe music is more than just having a great beat you can dance to. The stories generated before and after the song are my porn.
Relationship is everywhere in Classic Rock! If you've gotta click out that's ok but the rest of us are gonna find out how Peter Frampton credits David Bowie with saving his career as he struggled to escape the shadow of his iconic Frampton Comes Alive! album.
The guitarist admits it’s taken until now to feel capable of moving on. But now that he does, he’s at peace with the legacy of his 1976 live record.
And one of the first steps on the long road to emotional freedom was taken when old schoolfriend Bowie invited him to join his band for 1987′s Glass Spider tour.
Frampton tells M and Classic Rock Magazine: “The 80s were a difficult period for me. My dear friend David got me out on the road, and on his Never Let Me Down record, and reintroduced me as a guitar player around the world.
“I can never thank him enough for believing in me, and seeing past the image of the satin pants and big hair to the guitar player he first met when we played together in school.”
The experience of working with Bowie rekindled Frampton’s love of playing. “I enjoyed touring with David so much I just wanted to go back out and play,” the guitarist says. “I hadn’t really played that much in the 80s.”
Last year the former Humble Pie member released a live DVD based on his FCA! 35 anniversary tour. That’s also helped him come to terms with the massive success of the original record.
He recalls: “There was a fear factor that kicked in when the thing got so damned big that it didn’t matter who you were or how clever or talented you were, you just weren’t going to follow it up.
“It’s something that I grew to appreciate for what it is. It went from being an albatross to something that I’m very at peace with and proud of.
“The day Frampton drops dead, the first sentence is going to be: ‘Peter Frampton, who was most famous for his album Frampton Comes Alive!…’ There’s no getting away from it, no matter what I do.
“If that’s the record I’m remembered for, I’m fine with that, for all sorts of reasons.”
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