You cannot use enough adjectives about Buddy Holly. He was the “Mozart” of Rock and Roll. But also I hate that Richie Valens is too often overlooked. You talk about someone who made SOMETHING from nowhere. I really would have like to have seen where he would have taken music. Whatever “it” is they both had it!
massive buddy holly fan ever since i was a young child, i remember when i was little and my nan playing a record, and i asked my nan who is that playing. she smiled and said buddy holly. and i said play more nan. loved the guy since. shame he only lasted 3 as a pro rock singer. but his music will always live on.
Bought a tear too my eyes remembering my upbringing in the 50s. Sisters bopping around our home, eldest brother a aspiring Teddy boy, soon to be curtailed by a spell in the Royal Navy, in my eyes my Nelson , sadly all gone now , but wonderful how music can evoke wonderful memories.
I can't say enough how great Buddy was. All the nuances of his melodies, harmonies, down strokes. If you pay attention this guy was ahead of his time. It was pop, rock, rock a billy, blues, and so on.
If I could go back in time it would be that February day and stop that plane.
Long live Buddy. Your music never died.
Buddy was the King. He just didn't get the credit. And yes ahead of his time. True definitive Rock&Roll was born in Lubbock TX. Buddy has brought me so much joy, and has been a friend to me when I had none. I seriously thank the good Lord for allowing us the short time we had with Buddy. His life was like his songs, short sweet, to the point, and always leave you wanting more! We will see him again one day...
Crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
I just can't seem to get you off my mind
Crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
You're the one I love
And I think about you all the time
Crying, my tears keep a-falling all night long
Waiting, it feels so useless, I know it's wrong
To keep a-crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
Maybe someday soon
Things will change and you'll be mine
Crying, my tears keep falling all night long
Waiting, it feels so useless, I know it's wrong
To keep a-crying, waiting, hoping you'll come back
Maybe someday soon
Things will change and you'll be mine
Crying, waiting, hoping...
This is one of the songs that Holly recorded in his New York apartment in January of 1959, just him singing into a tape recorder and playing guitar. The backing vocals were added much later...after he died, in fact.
Buddy died before this version was recorded. He doesnt play the Lead here. He didn't play on this recording technically. It was a bunch of studio musicians whose names you can locate in Archives. He died before the tapes were taken from his NYC apartment and handed to 2 producers one Buddys former engineer / manager at Clovis NM studios. It's from his NYC apartment tapes recorded in late 1958 December) and Jan. 1959 with Buddy writing and singing and playing along with an acoustic guitar. No reverb effects...just Buddy and his guitar. He never heard this version. Buddy does'nt get enough credit for his playing of his Fender Strat guitar. Everyone else played a Gibson. Buddy is Truly someone who changed how RockNRoll is played. But he wouldn't live long enough to know it....
