‘I wrote it in my living room in West Texas ones sandstormy afternoon. It took me about 20 minutes’ (Sonny Curtis)
West Texas is wide open.
When the wind blows, and it blows a lot, sand storms swirl.
After February 3rd 1959 there was another sound in the swirling sandy wind.
The sound of a Ghost – the Ghost of Buddy Holly.
Buddy Holly’s music woke deep passions and ambitions in a Minnesota kid who locked eyes with him in one of the last concerts he ever played.
Buddy Holly’s music woke deep passions and ambitions in two Liverpool teenagers who wanted to write and play their own songs and have a group just like The Crickets.
Buddy was the greatest Rock ‘n’ Roller ever to come out of Texas and though his sound echoes all over the world it’s in Texas that his Ghost speaks loudest.
Speaking in the…
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