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In The Time Of The Teen Jailbreak, December 1, 2010
This review is from: The Rock 'n' Roll Era: 1956 Still Rockin' (Time Life Music) (Audio CD)
I have, seemingly, endlessly gone back to my early musical roots in reviewing this great big Time-Life classic rock series that goes under the general title The Rock `n' Roll Era. And while time and ear has eroded some of the sparkle for some of the lesser tunes it still seems obvious that those years, say 1955-58, really did form the musical jail break-out for my generation, the generation of '68 who had just started to tune into music. And we, we mini-punk, hardly wet behind the ears elementary school kids, and that is all we were for those who are now claiming otherwise (like a friend of mine who claimed, with a straight face to the girls, that he was Elvis' long lost son) tuned in on our transistor radios (small battery- operated radios that we could put in our pocket, and hide from snooping parental ears, at will) to listen to music that from about day one, at least in my household was not considered "refined" enough for young ears. Ya right, like Patti Page or Bob (not Bing, not the Bing of Brother, Can You Spare A Dime?, anyway ) Crosby and The Bobcats were supposed to satisfy our jail break cravings.
In many ways 1956 was the key year, at least to my recollection. And here is why. Elvis may have been burning up the stages, making all the teenage girls sweat, making slightly older women sweat too and every guy over about eight start growing sideburns before then but that is the year that I actually saw him on television and started be-bopping off his records. Whoa. And the same with Bill Haley and the Comets, even though in the rock pantheon they were old guys by then. And Chuck Berry. And for the purposes of this particular review, James Brown, ah, sweet, please, please, please James Brown with that different black, black as the night, beat that my mother (and others too) would not even let in the house, and maybe not even in our whole white working class neighborhood. But remember that transistor radio and remember when rock rocked.
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