Right Out Loud!

My vinyl-themed short story, JANGLE is now available on Audio/MP3 at Sniplits.com!

I love the whole lore and history of vinyl records so much I've written several short stories featuring a vinyl record shop owner named Session Seabolt.  The first story ran in Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine a while back and now it's been reissued on audio at SnipLits.com.  The story is called "Jangle" and it's published under my pseudonym Brynn Bonner.  

The record that's featured in this mystery is "The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan" which has been one of the most coveted (and costly) collectible records of the rock world since vinyl records became collectors' items. The short story tells why!

SnipLits is free to join and if you love short fiction as much as I do this is a good site for purchasing short stories.  Great for listening in the car or while you're folding the laundry or mowing the yard.  Well worth the buck and change. Check it out! 

Satchmo!

If you happen to have a near-mint copy of Satchmo Serenades somewhere in your pile of old albums it could be worth $60-100.  The catch, as always, is that near-mint caveat.  Satchmo Serenades,  DECCA (DL5401) 10-inch album, 1953

Louis Daniel Armstrong, jazz trumpeter great, died thirty years ago on this day.  He’s been a long time gone, but his influence lingers. 

Armstrong was a talented and relentless raconteur and for his biographers the task of separating truth from fiction has been a challenge.   But what is clearly known is that Louis Armstrong, nicknamed Satchmo, had a stage presence and a talent that won over vast audiences at a time when that was an almost insurmountable challenge for an African-American man.  Few could resist that all-over smile and the delight he seemed to take from performing.

Armstrong’s influence extended well beyond the jazz world.  He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame for his contribution as an early influence that filtered down through jazz to pop and ultimately to rock and roll.  As Armstrong himself put it: “ If it hadn’t been for jazz, there wouldn’t be no rock and roll.”

Like a country road, Armstrong’s gravelly voice can take you to some amazing places if you don’t mind a bit of a bumpy ride. And the recordings he left behind can still make you believe it is, indeed, a wonderful world. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzJY96m3lkg

Clarence "Big Man" Clemons-RIP

Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band: Live 1975-1985, 1986, Columbia

Set of 5 records, could bring $25-75 dollars in near mint condition.

I don’t know about you, but for me, a well-played saxophone can evoke emotions that come from some subterranean place in my psyche.   Mournful and filled with regret, or joyful to the point of jubilation, the saxophone is an emotion machine.

And nobody played the sax like the “Big Man” Clarence Clemons, who passed away this week.   It wasn’t just his stature (6’4”) that made Clemons a big man.   He played big, and he lived big.

He’s best known for his long-time collaboration with Bruce Springsteen in the E-Street Band, but he played with lots of artists over the years and recorded solo as well.

RIP, Big Man.

This song, featuring Clemons, is especially poignant now that he’s gone: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1wg9jyvfN0&feature=share

How Sweet It Is...

Everything's Archie (Box)

KES-103 (DJ) Box with LP, photos buttons and a press kit (later Calendar/ KES became Kirshner)

In near mint condition this 1969 release may be worth $100-150

It’s the week after Easter and I’m suffering from a decided lack of willpower when faced with all the leftover candy the bunny left at my house. I know it’s bad for me, but I can’t stop thinking about how much I like Jelly Bellies. Just like I know some music is bad for me, which brings us to today’s subject: The Archies.

How can a band made up of cartoon characters be a good thing? I don’t know, but I do know that I’ve had their song “Sugar, Sugar,” stuck in my head all morning as I’ve tried to resist the empty calories that are tempting me at every turn. It irritates me so much I just want to bite the ears off a chocolate bunny.

This song was among the biggest hits in the sub-genre dubbed “bubblegum pop” of the late 60s and early 70s. The infectious song went to number one in the Billboard charts in 1969 and marks the only time a fictional band has made it to the top. Listen at your peril–it will bore into your brain and get stuck there until ALL the Peeps and Cadbury eggs are gone.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JywK_5bT8z0