Fifty six years ago today, on February 3, 1959, we lost our Buddy. To that time it really is “the day the music died”.
When I first heard Buddy Holly, I didn’t know anything about him. I knew he mattered to rock and roll, music, and Bob Dylan, and that’s about it. This was the beginning of high school. At one time, “Everyday” cheered me up like no other song could. And it’s pretty hard for me to sit still through “Peggy Sue”, you can hear the remnants of Elvis in that one.
Buddy Holly is our idol’s idol. Even if they don’t idolize him they can’t escape his musical influence. Through out the years, I’ve learned more and more bits and pieces about this incredible man and musician. And I’m still loving every bit of it. I’m glad I haven’t heard everything by him yet, nothing better than discovering a new love.
Buddy Holly was least of all the title of the song by Weezer. Buddy and his glasses set the blueprint for a lot of what future rock and roll became. It would’ve been a privilege to see him preform live. But like all the other greats, their work keeps them alive.
He was the pioneer that set the standard for all the great music that came from his time, and continually after. The band set up we now know so well, and to be a multitasking musician, producer, performer, along with being the writer, that all started with him. He took the racial differences out of it too.
The inspiration and influence he has left behind, has brought us more greats like The Beatles, Bob Dylan, The Rolling Stones, and who knows how many more amazing artists who wouldn’t have became much otherwise. The well know song “American Pie” was written for him, and there are so many other songs written or covered in his honor.
The tributes are beyond well deserved. You can tell I love Buddy Holly. He’s left his legacy. Thank you Buddy.
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