The Day the Music Died

Today is an important day in American history: The Day the Music Died. On February 3rd, 1959, at approximately 1:05 AM Central Time, the chartered plane carrying Ritchie Valens (17), Buddy Holly (22), and the Big Bopper (29) crashed into a field a few miles north of Clear Lake, Iowa.

It may be clear to diligent regular Catallarchy readers that I think of rock & roll almost like fire from Heaven. The difference is that there's not just one Prometheus but several. These three, and Buddy Holly in particular, all had their parts in one of the greatest developments in history. So to celebrate their lives and yours, make sure to rock, today and every day.

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I never appreciated Buddy

I never appreciated Buddy Holly until I was in my thirties (the past five years), but I've grown amazed at the influence he still has on rock and rock songs.

Why is it that someone can

Why is it that someone can be considered well-educated who has little or no understanding of great art or music (I mean classical music, and great visual art), yet someone who has little knowledge of or interest in the written word is considered illiterate? To me a balanced education includes all three, and I am appalled by the number of supposedly educated people I know who are completely illiterate when it comes to the visual arts and music. To me, education is a lifelong process during which one attempts to push back the frontiers of one's own ignorance. This does not preclude popular culture, but just as a good diet includes a wide variety of foods, so also does a good intellectual diet consist of a broad knowledge which places in relief the specialized knowledge one acquires in order to follow a particular occupation. My basic thesis is that knowledge is too important to be left up to the professionals, who use it principally for their own advancement. Sure, the music of the three singers mentioned is very pleasant to listen to, but one should also have some appreciation of Beethoven and Schönberg as well as Michelangelo and Miro. I recall during my undergraduate years the number of excellent musicians and artists who, regardless of their abilities in their chosen field, were summarily booted out of school, because they did not perform as well in verbal skills as those who were pursuing careers in literature, science or history. This places a heavier burden upon practicioners of the arts. There should also be similar requirements in the arts for the verbally proficient.

i think if they were aliva

i think if they were aliva rap wouldnt bee as popular it would be about rock go ritchie buddy an Jp:grin: