Posted on 12/16/2007 7:23:00 PM PST by ABN 505
Singer-songwriter Dan Fogelberg, famed for the soaring vocals and elegant instrumentation of tunes such as "Longer" and "A Love Like This," died on Sunday, three years after being diagnosed with advanced prostate cancer. He was 56.
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ugh, JB. Running on Empty. You Love the Thunder. I could probably sing them backwards, and toss in the feedback and audience hoots as well.
I recall a quote from the artist formerly known as Johnny Cougar, being interviewed on his then latest "album." Something about how they were in and out of the studio in less time than it takes Jackson Browne to tune his guitar.
Always got a kick out of that.
You neglected to mention James Taylor in your rundown of "troubadours."
You’re absolutely right. I think a young artist today who has the strength to “do the road” is better off in every way to produce and market his own CDs than to have a “record deal”.
You are definitely in the WRITE place for music.
Nashville has THE best recording studios in the
industry. What is the rental rate these days?
Fleetwood Mac? I wasn’t never a big fan, though I had
to sing “Rianon” a million times in the clubs. Their
music all sounds the same. So if you like that kind
of music...
Too druggie.
Wasn’t never??? Frickin’ Sheesh!
Thank you Dan, for your moving and beautiful music. Such grace has moved many a soul.
When you get time, please look up my mom and give her a hug from me, she left us at your young age. Music in Heaven must now be so sweet and so clear. See ya after a bit, but for now I will.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djCUfGVd9lY&feature=related
Dan G.
Well said June.
LBT
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Not one of his most well known songs, but “Illinois” always tugged at my heart, while reminding me of where I’m from.
Very sad day indeed. Rest in peace.
One too many days
Ive felt forgotten
And one too many nights
Ive slept alone.
And every time I watch the fruit turn rotten
I tell myself Ill try a little harder
Next time.
Sacred are the ties
That love entrusts us
Even if they fray
Before they bind
And Im afraid I never
Did you justice
So Im going to feel my
Love a little stronger
Make it last a little longer
Next time.
Next time
I aint gonna fall on my knees
And come out of love emptyhanded.
But next time Ill be even harder to please
When will the next time be?
One too many days
Ive felt forgotten
And one too many nights Ive slept alone.
And every time I watch the fruit turn rotten
I tell myself Ill try a little harder
Play my cards a little smarter
Next time.
Wo-hoh-next time
This was my theme song. I remember him well. Especially for some reason when I'd go skiing at Crested Butte. A young blonde with green eyes and killer legs....man we're all getting older.
Frank Zappa died of the same thing I think.
I remember a pretty cool album he did with a flute player name Tim Weisberg. I think the title was Twins of Different Mothers. The front cover had both of their bearded mugs and they did indeed looked like twins.
YIKE$$$$! Expensive to record these days.
I’m glad I have my own studio. However,
when I want to do really good vocals, I
use a pro who specializes in vocals.
Otherwise, I’m quite content with what I
can produce in my home studio.
My wife won my heart when she played “The Minstrel” for me. I knew then that she understood what sailing meant to me.
The Minstrel - Dan Fogelberg
There’s a love in my life neither mistress or wife
And she waits for me every morning by the sea
Where the fishing hawk wheels and the sun warms the seals
There she lays at her silent anchorage for me
She is fine, she is fleet - she will run, reach or beat
With a song in her rigging and her sails
And when day is done we will lay two as one
And sleep ‘neath the rolling rhythm of the stars
And we sail away off to Jericho Bay
Where the blue of the sea meets the sky
And the song that she sings me, it brings me such peace
When the seas rise up angry and high
She’s a friend of mine...The Minstrel
There are loons off to port and the porpoises sport
In her wake as she breaks the rolling main
And with the wind in her sails, we will run with the whales
As they swim through their dark, diminishing domain
And they sail away off to Jericho Bay
Where the blue of the sea meets the sky
And the song that she sings me, it brings me such peace
When the seas rise up angry and high
She’s a friend of mine...The Minstrel
I advise you guys to get checked. My cousin ignored his pains and now he’s peeing out of a tube. ‘course his love life is gone for good. That’s enough of an incentive.
[... artists today are better off in every way
to produce and market their own CDs than to have
a “record deal”...]
True. Some of the stuff I hear now is obviously
recorded from someone’s bathroom. The quality
is terrible, yet... it gets on Youtube or into
an online song competition and away they go for
their fifteen.
The power of the internet... what could be better?
I have a project studio, but I miss the days of the old, great rooms. Fortunately, some of them are still around out here on the west coast. The economics of the business is such that now a lot of the surviving big facilities are some rich music nut’s hobby. Between what you can do ‘in the box’, and the remote collaboration available for tracking, those days when you could get ten great musicians in a studio for a week or so are rapidly disappearing. Kinda sad, to me. Some of those sessions (for example, the Sinatra Capitol sessions) produced some great recordings.
Overdubs are overdubs, but there’s nothing like the energy you get with a bunch of great musicians working off each other.
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