“I can't 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' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die""
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' "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die""
American Pie – Don
McLean
“The day the music died”. When I listen to this song this is
the line which always gets me thinking. It is, along with most of the song,
referring to the death of Buddy Holly (though Don McLean has never admitted to
this the lyrics speak for themselves). While Buddy Holly is the pioneering
figure for shift in rock and roll music in the 1950’s and is said to be in the
influence behind The Beatles and The Rolling Stones, his music lasted less than
a year and a half before his untimely death. How does someone spend that short
a time in the music industry and be that influential – to the point where
without him, the music died?
We are lucky the musicians in the
1950’s capitalised on Buddy Holly’s new found genre and didn’t let it fade
away, but in my opinion, the music wouldn’t have died anyway – and I don’t think
the music will ever die. It didn’t die when the grunge era was rocked by the
death of Kurt Cobain or the King of Rock and Roll Elvis Presley (the one which
got the chance to be famous), and the music didn’t die when The Beatles split up
after their widespread fame. Indeed, the music didn’t even die when Nickelback
put out yet another album which sounded the same as their first album or Billy
Ray Cyrs released Achy Breaky Heart. And
while we came close to the death of music when Rebecca Black came out with Friday but we still scraped by without killing
anything or anyone. In fact, if music can survive amateurs singing on reality
television competitions, it can survive anything.
I’m not doubting that Buddy Holly was extremely influential
in music history – and I wished I lived in the middle of last century because
the music was that good – but pinning down one moment and one artist is a bit
farfetched for me. Indeed, let’s not forget there were two other passenger on
the place the day it went down who were also pioneering the rock and roll
movement. Who knows what music genius Ritchie Valens and J. P. "The
Big Bopper" Richardson would have bought us.
And besides, if the music had died the day Buddy Holly’s
plane went down, we wouldn’t have gotten an eight minute song about the event.
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