Category: Music

Midday Music Day 48.   Right Down the Line  by  Gerry Rafferty.

Midday Music Day 47.   Just Remember I Love You  by  Firefall.

Midday Music Day 46.  I’d Really Love to See You Tonight  by England Dan and John Ford Coley.

I could listen to this song everyday and not get tired of it.  It brings back great memories of high school glory days.

Midday Music Day 45.  If  by Bread.

Yesterday’s song reminded me of a song that could have been recorded by today’s band, Bread.

Midday Music Day 43. I’d Love You to Want Me by Lobo.

Keeping it slow… this one could have been done by Bread.

Midday Music Day 43.   How Can You Mend a Broken Heart  by The Bee Gees.

Let’s slow things down a bit…

Midday Music Day 42.  More Than a Woman by The Bee Gees.

Good times/great memories – cruising in my Mustang… drive-in movies… and of course Saturday Night Fever.

Midday Music Day 41. Fanny (Be Tender with My Love) by The Bee Gees.

Midday Music Day 40. Fool (If You Think It’s Over)  by Chris Rea.

Today we have an optomistic sad song and one of my favorite “one hit wonders.”

Midday Music Day 39.  How Much I Feel  by Ambrosia.

Is there a sadder love song?

Midday Music Day 38.  I Can’t Tell You Why  by The Eagles.

The Eagles have so many awesome songs and this is one of their best.

Midday Music Day 37.  Baby, Come Back by Player.

Midday Music Day 36. Wildfire by Michael Murphy.

Tenth grade year and girls loved this song so guys liked it too. 

Midday Music Day 35.  Year of the Cat  by Al Stewart.

I saw Al Stewart perform in concert my junior year of high school.  Year of the Cat  was a hit and he was part of a concert at Memorial Stadium that also featured the band Orleans [and other groups].

Midday Music Day 34.  Please Come to Boston  by Dave Loggins.

Please Come to Boston was popular the summer after my ninth grade year.  I was back in Terre Haute alternating staying with my dad and my grandparents.  The previous summer we [mom, my brother and sisters] had moved to Daytona Beach.  It was strange visiting my old friends/home town after a year away.

I didn’t get a haircut all summer.  It was funny seeing the reaction of my friends when I returned to Daytona.  When I went to our first football practice, my coach took to calling me “Chief” until I got my hair cut.