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“I get this newsletter every few days from Red Trumpet, a mail order music place. They have a “this week in music history” bit each time. For some reason, this one really seemed, well, strange.”
Department of Delicious Irony
September 5, 1965: The Who’s equipment van is stolen outside the Battersea Dog’s Home in England, while the band is inside purchasing a guard dog.
Oh, sure, today’s music is just as good
Singles charts, September 4, 1965: The Beatles’ “Help!” hits #1 on the pop chart, while Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone” peaks at #2. James Brown’s “Papa’s Got a Brand New Bag, Part 1” peaks at #8 and Smokey Robinson and the Miracles’ “The Tracks of My Tears” peaks at #16; Wilson Pickett’s “In the Midnight Hour” peaks at #21.
Aw, come on, everybody’s album has a catchy name these days
The Grateful Dead’s second live LP is released September 2, 1971, with the not-very-clever title “Grateful Dead”, but it’s not as if they don’t care. They originally wanted it called “Skullfuck.” It becomes the band’s first Top 25 album.
Hey, I just want to give something back to my fan
David Bowie appears on the cover of Architectural Digest on September 3, 1992, the first human to do so in four years. He tells the magazine that, “my ambition is to make music so uncompromising that I will have no audience left.”
Dept. of We Can’t Explain it Either
Elton John is introduced at the Hollywood Bowl by the show’s emcee, porn star Linda Lovelace, September 7, 1973: “Here he is, the biggest, largest, most gigantic and fantastic man, the costar of my next movie….Elton John.”
Now if THAT doesn’t just about sum up the entire decade…
Steven Ford, the President’s son, invites Peter Frampton, Frampton’s girlfriend Penny McCall, and manager Dee Hall to the White House, September 8, 1976. The trio get the grand tour and the day concludes with a visit to the First Family’s living quarters, mostly spent watching television with the President.
Oh, and for anyone who cares, Chrissie Hynde’s 52nd birthday is Sunday. No? I didn’t think so.