The End, My Friend: Peter Frampton Makes His Last Stand

 “The name of the man you need to see is Stanley Coles.”  I can still remember the stern British accent and directness of the words. I was a fifteen-year-old aspiring music writer standing in a hotel lobby near the Springfield Civic Center in Massachusetts. A publicist from A&M Records had confirmed I’d be on the […]

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Cosmic American Music: Chuck Mead, Jason Ringenberg & Jim Lauderdale’s Excellent Adventure

“You’ve heard of the three tenors,” Jim Lauderdale said to the audience gathered at the Hamilton in Washington, D.C. “Well this is the Cosmic Honky Tonk Revue.” There was no resemblance in pitch or look to Luciano Pavarotti, Jose Carreras and Placido Domingo. Jim Lauderdale was referring to himself and friends Chuck Mead and Jason […]

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