Music Memories: Have Voices Will Travel

I'm sure many of you have listened to a song and thought the voice sounded awfully familiar. It probably doesn't happen often these days, except perhaps in animated movies and commercials, but it wasn't that uncommon 50-plus years ago, especially during the "Bubblegum" era of music.

Tony Burrows

The biggest voice was that of Englishman Tony Burrows, who had hits with Edison Lighthouse ("Love Grows (Where My Rosemary Goes)"),  White Plains ("My Baby Loves Lovin'"), The Pipkins ("Gimme Dat Ding"), The First Class ("Beach Baby"), and Brotherhood of Man ("United We Stand").

Ron Dante

Another familiar voice was that of New Yorker Ron Dante (Carmine John Granito), the singer behind the Archies ("Sugar, Sugar") and the Cuff Links ("Tracy"). He also was a member of The Detergents ("Leader of the Laundromat"). "Sugar, Sugar," written by Jeff Barry and Andy Kim, topped the U.S. charts for four weeks in 1969, becoming the top single of the year.

Joey Levine

Last, but not least, was Joey Levine, a New Yorker behind groups such as The Third Rail ("Run Run Run"), The Ohio Express ("Yummy Yummy Yummy" and "Chewy Chewy"), the Kasenetz-Katz Singing Orchestra Circus ("Quick Joey Small"), and Reunion ("Life Is a Rock (But the Radio Rolled Me)").

Now there were singers who were part of separate groups, such as Johnny Maestro (John Mastrangelo) who fronted The Crests ("Sixteen Candles") and the Del-Satins in the 1950s, and The Brooklyn Bridge ("The Worst That Could Happen") in the late 1960s.

And most know about the renowned "Wrecking Crew," the studio musicians behind numerous hits. Among the alums were bassist Carol Kaye, drummer Hal Blaine, guitarist Glen Campbell, and keyboardist Leon Russell, performing on songs by The Righteous Brothers, Jan & Dean, The Beach Boys, The Association, The Grass Roots, The Monkees, Johnny Rivers, Simon & Garfunkel, and many others.

Here are a few tunes to bring back some memories:

Any notable singers I may have missed?

Until the next time . . .

Return to Facebook

I ended my self-imposed exile from Facebook on Sept. 15. I decided to take a sabbatical from the social-media site after it proclaimed one of my posts violated its guidelines (you'll have to go to my page to see what I shared on Aug. 15) and prompted a 30-day banishment (all I could do was be a spectator). It wasn't worth my time to be there.

What did I miss while being away from Facebook? From what I could gather, not much. A friend's spouse passed away as well as the parent of a friend, and a former AP colleague. I was invited to "like" several pages; some folks changed the names of their pages; I lost about 25 "likes" to my author page (feel free to "like" if you go there). I also missed the endless political babble. Not! 

What I was able to accomplish during the past 30 days? I finished my next novel (to be published Feb. 1) and completed my editor's edits (I'm currently working with the design artist for the cover). I read several books (about one a week), wrote several blog posts and book reviews (Amazon and Goodreads), celebrated a couple's 60th wedding anniversary, had my eyes examined, got my annual flu shot, took care of some yard work, accomplished a few honey-dos, and decluttered a little of my study (a neverending task). 

So what's in my Facebook future? I won't be there as much, freeing up precious time to be more productive in other areas of my limited life. You can always reach me through Messenger, Google Hangouts, or email. And if you want to show support for our beleaguered U.S. Postal Service, send me a letter. You can also call me on the phone (but I can't promise to answer). 

Until the next time . . .

Wear Your Mask and Speak Up!

I was at a hospital for an annual checkup and the receptionist appeared to be perturbed with me. I had a bit of trouble understanding what she was saying.

She was wearing a face mask and I was standing the recommended six feet from her. I was wearing a mask as well. I also wear something else: hearing aids.

According to the Center for Hearing and Communication, about 48 million Americans suffer from hearing loss. And about a third of people over 65 (of which I belong) have hearing loss. 

I often rely on reading a person's mouth when they are talking so I don't misunderstand what they're saying. That is negated when someone is wearing a mask. I can't read their lips. 

Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying people shouldn't wear the mouth-and-nose covering. I'm a strong advocate of masks and have written about it in the past. I get perturbed when I see people walking around bare-faced in enclosed public places, retail stores, or wherever.

All I'm suggesting is that people speak up when addressing each other. Sometimes the voice behind the mask comes out garbled or mumbled. Most of the time, I'll ask the person to repeat what they've said. Other times, I'll let it pass if it's just mindless chatter. 

I would imagine that even those without hearing problems might have difficulty picking up what others are saying when one is soft-spoken or mumbles a lot. Some folks are self-conscious about wearing hearing aids (I'm not) or try to hide their hearing problems, so please that into consideration as well when talking to others. Admittedly, I sometimes rely on my wife to be my second set of ears.

While I miss the facial expressions, especially the smiles, being covered by masks, it's also the clear sounds that are being muffled.

So speak up and let yourself be heard loud and clear. 

Until the next time . . .

 

Another Step Toward Publication

My absence from Facebook has been somewhat productive. I completed the first edits on my upcoming novel and returned the manuscript to my Wings ePress editor today, a week ahead of schedule. 

For those who are counting, this will be the fourth book in the John Ross Boomer Lit series. John and Sally Ross have returned from their travels to Budapest and New York, only to deal with travails back at their Kentucky home.

The edits and suggested changes weren't too painful other than a bruised ego that I let a few things slip through on the initial submission. And while I try to avoid repetitive words and phrases, some of those buggers raised their ugly heads as well.

Now the manuscript is back in my editor's able hands, and if she finds other problems, it'll bounce back to me to make wrong things right. And after that, if everything looks fine and dandy, it will go to a copyeditor to pick up any typos, misspellings, or grammatical errors. 

The final step will be the galley proof that I'll read for any problems such as computer glitches that create poor spacing, font changes, and whatever isn't right. 

I'll also be working with the cover artist to come up with the design that captures the essence of the book. 

And after that, I'll begin work on the fifth book in the series. Never a dull moment when I'm creating stories.

Such is the life of a writer.

I almost forgot. The novel will be published Feb. 1, 2021. More about that later.

Until the next time . . .