I am one of those people that still like to listen to the oldies station back in the States. I listen to almost any kind of music, but the oldies are upbeat and easy to sing (badly) along with. Besides, who would turn the radio station when the King is on?
As a kid, I would run into the living room to kiss the tv as soon as I heard his velvet voice. I was only four but that didn’t matter. I was going to grow up and marry Elvis. I was sure of it.
I can still remember the day that I found out Elvis Presley died. I was seven. I fell onto the couch in tears. It was a hard thing for me to absorb. I was heartbroken like all the others around the world that had fallen under his spell.
Growing up in America, I have been singing along with these men below since I can remember. My husband knows Elvis of course. However, he swears he has never heard Buddy Holly even if Buddy did have the song “That’ll be the day” that was a hit on both sides of the ocean. He doesn’t know what he has missed.
Later, I began to appreciate another great singer, Buddy Holly. If his life hadn’t been cut short so soon, I am sure that he would have been even bigger than he already was.