Ramblings about My Records
When i was a teen in the ’70s, there was no label sound more recognizable, more successful, than Philadelphia International, “The Sound of Philadelphia.” Where Motown had been probably the premiere hitmaking label in...
When my college roommate Danny and I were absolutely record-crazy, we were hot for just about anything we could remember fondly from our youth. Memories of songs like “Indiana Wants Me,” “Let Me,” “Dirty...
Well, I didn’t own this record until the exact moment I was getting ready to write up the next record, The Best of Philadelphia International Records. While listening to that, and listening specifically to...
I’ve already written how late to the game I was on Funkadelic – it was too much for my teenage brain when it was current, and it took me many years to think of...
Well, alphabetically, we moved from one very personally connected album to another with at least a little bit of a personal connection. I don’t think it’s this way anymore, not in an age when...
This one took a while to write, because in my entire record collection, there isn’t a record with a more personal connection – because this is the only record I ever designed a cover...
I’ve already written about how I couldn’t have brought any Ohio Players records home when I was in my teens (see “Fire”)– the graphic and frankly exploitive covers of sexualized women would not have...
Well, if as a teenager I couldn’t have brought home the Ohio Players’ “Fire” because of its provocative cover, I sure as hell couldn’t have brought home “Honey.” In fact, I didn’t buy it...
Ohio Players was probably my first real exposure to funk. In 1973, just as I was beginning to be music-crazy, they had an infectious hit single, “Funky Worm,” that was like nothing I had...
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