Like to Get to Know You

Nine down, one to go. And please forgive the delay between posts.  It seems the higher up this list I go, the more difficult these narratives are to write. (Not because I don’t have enough to say about each song, but because, in many cases, I have too much.  The hard part, I guess, is determining what to […]

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To millions of Baby Boomers he was Robbie Douglas, the cleft chin-handsome but entirely harmless middle brother during the early, black-and-white days of the mind-numbingly bland 1960’s sitcom, My Three Sons, who then, somehow and in barely explained fashion, became the oldest brother during its later color years.  But to Sixties-era pop aficionados he was Don […]

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