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50 Winters Have Passed Since the Day the Music Died (Feb 3rd, 1959)
KCDB ^ | Posted: Jan 30, 2009 10:26 PM

Posted on 01/31/2009 9:45:34 AM PST by Perdogg

It's been 50 winters since the death of Lubbock native and rock-n-roll superstar Buddy Holly.

"Fifty Winters Later" is the name of a memorial event in Clear Lake, Iowa where Buddy Holly, Richie Valens, and the Big Bopper died in a plane crash February 3, 1959. Just 11 months prior, Holly and the Crickets made an international impact.

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TOPICS: Chit/Chat; History; Music/Entertainment
KEYWORDS: holly; ritchievalens; rogerapeterson; thebigbopper





1 posted on 01/31/2009 9:45:34 AM PST by Perdogg
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To: lainie; PennsylvaniaMom; Extremely Extreme Extremist; Tax-chick; TexasCajun; sarasota; ...

ping


2 posted on 01/31/2009 9:46:18 AM PST by Perdogg (Only the hypnotized never lie)
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To: Perdogg

So sad. Buddy and Ritchie were so young. The Beatles picked their name after The Crickets. Buddy was way ahead of his time, Ritchie’s “Donna” was an incredible so for a teenage songwriter and I always like “Chantilly Lace” by the Big Bopper. Big Bopper was sort of rockabilly and punk with that tune.

My music era was the 1980s but these guys were great.


3 posted on 01/31/2009 9:50:07 AM PST by Frantzie
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To: Frantzie

Ritchie Valens was only 17 1/2, wow.


4 posted on 01/31/2009 9:53:05 AM PST by Perdogg (Only the hypnotized never lie)
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To: Perdogg

Very young. Ritchie and Buddy were way before my time. I learned about Buddy’s work, bought a few reecords and he was so far ahead of everyone.

I rediscovered Ritchie when Rush’s parody guy did a parody of Ritchie’s “Donna” calling it “Obama.”

The parody was hilarious and catchy. I then found Ritchies version on YouTube. A very well written ballad for a 17 year old. Very sad because he had a lot of talent.


5 posted on 01/31/2009 9:59:46 AM PST by Frantzie
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To: Perdogg

How come no one knows the name of the pilot?


6 posted on 01/31/2009 10:01:26 AM PST by montomike (Politics should be about service and not a lucrative, money-making opportunity!)
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To: Perdogg

My former father-in-law was at the last concert and thought people were kidding him about the plane crash.


7 posted on 01/31/2009 10:04:32 AM PST by pikachu (Don't be dumb -- we have Democrats for that)
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To: montomike

It was Roger Peterson.


8 posted on 01/31/2009 10:06:50 AM PST by Perdogg (Only the hypnotized never lie)
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To: Frantzie

Waylon Jennings would have been on the plane but gave up his seat to the Big Bopper.


9 posted on 01/31/2009 10:10:56 AM PST by Verginius Rufus
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To: Verginius Rufus

(True story) Their last conversation: Bopper: “I hope you freeze to death!” Jennings: “Yea? I hope your plane crashes!” That haunted Waylon for the rest of his life.


10 posted on 01/31/2009 10:39:06 AM PST by LiberConservative
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To: Perdogg
I saw all of them at one time or another at the old Alan Freed shows at the Paramount and the Brooklyn Fox.

ML/NJ

11 posted on 01/31/2009 10:40:07 AM PST by ml/nj
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To: Perdogg

http://www.globegazette.com/ has coverage of commemorative events going on at the venue of the final concert...


12 posted on 01/31/2009 10:42:41 AM PST by Keith in Iowa (ESPN MNF: 3 Putzes talking about football on TV while I'm trying to watch a game.)
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To: Perdogg; All
American Pie

A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, theyd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldnt take one more step.

I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
Singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that youre in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.

Now for ten years weve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin stone,
But thats not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devils only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satans spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where Id heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldnt play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
Singin, thisll be the day that I die.
Thisll be the day that I die.

They were singing,
Bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
Singin, thisll be the day that I die.

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So, what do you think is the meaning of the lyrics?

13 posted on 01/31/2009 11:06:00 AM PST by LucyJo
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To: Perdogg

I just can’t believe it has been 50 years! Geeze I feel really old now because it seems like yesterday that this terrible crash happened.


14 posted on 01/31/2009 11:49:57 AM PST by CitizenM ("An excuse is worse than an lie, because an excuse is a lie hidden." Pope John Paul, II)
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To: Perdogg

Thanks Perdogg.


15 posted on 02/01/2009 6:23:34 PM PST by SunkenCiv (https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate/____________________ Profile updated Monday, January 12, 2009)
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To: Perdogg
Why Buddy Holly will never fade away

Did he use "Holly" as a stage name? I'd never seen his last name spelled with an "e" before this.

16 posted on 02/01/2009 6:41:10 PM PST by 6323cd (Loyal Opposition My Ass)
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To: Perdogg

BTTT


17 posted on 02/01/2009 6:43:40 PM PST by Jet Jaguar
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To: 6323cd

bttt


18 posted on 02/01/2009 8:11:07 PM PST by 6323cd (Loyal Opposition My Ass)
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To: 6323cd

bttt


19 posted on 02/02/2009 6:15:16 AM PST by 6323cd (Loyal Opposition My Ass)
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To: 6323cd

bttt


20 posted on 02/02/2009 11:16:53 AM PST by 6323cd (Loyal Opposition My Ass)
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To: 6323cd

bump


21 posted on 02/03/2009 11:22:23 AM PST by 6323cd (Loyal Opposition My Ass)
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To: 6323cd

I was raised in Clear Lake. The night they died my parents woke me up and we stayed at the house of the aircraft owner.
My dad and the owner (Jerry) searched nearly all night. It was terrible. I remember the tears and fears. I was only 6 yet it left an incredible memory. None of us slept. The pilot was like a family member and of course the worry over what had happened to the plane and if anyone was hurt or needed help.

I remember my dad with tears in his eyes knowing the search would have to wait a couple hours until daylight.

It has been announced that Jerry is going to write a book. I’m glad as there is much to be said about the pilot and the family owned business, that night, and the subsequent happenings.

This is always a sad day for me - but in a very personal way


22 posted on 02/03/2009 11:36:18 AM PST by JHENN22499
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To: JHENN22499

I was born seven weeks after this event, so I’ve always had a rather silly but very real affinity with Buddy H., Richie V. and the Big Bopper.


23 posted on 02/03/2009 12:19:19 PM PST by 6323cd (Loyal Opposition My Ass)
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