Interviewing the Legends: Rock Stars & Celebs

INTERVIEWING THE LEGENDS is devoted to promoting musicians worldwide. We spotlight exclusive in-depth interviews with both legendary and up and coming music artists and celebrities. We also feature the movers and shakers of the music and publishing industries. WHERE HAVE ALL THE ROCK STARS GONE? Rock and Roll, the Blues, and Jazz are America’s contribution to the arts, so why are we not fighting to preserve our own musical legacy and culture? With roots from the early blues pioneers, the longevity of rock and roll is second to none. But strangely enough, those legendary rock heroes that we were so accustomed to hearing every time we turned our radios on, had mysteriously vanished from the mainstream. The music of the 1960s, 70s, and even the 80s was an important juncture in all of our lives. So many of us timeline life’s precious moments with the music we remember, when the music was so great, when the music mattered. The baby boomer generation is financially imperative to many, yet many of its entertainment standards have been renounced. One day, the plug was pulled on those legendary music artists. Hackers began stealing music across the internet. Online music stores popularized cheap digital singles and neglected to promote full-length albums. Radio stations changed formats to accommodate talk show radio jocks, while rappers and electronic dance music menaced the airwaves. Notorious record companies began folding in droves. Record companies and radio stations that were once owned and operated by visionaries, were now run by accountants and lawyers, and the music world began promoting untalented wannabes. The economy plummeted, and radio stations became more concerned about how many consecutive commercials they could run instead of providing quality radio programming and entertainment value. Radio stations became corporate machines leaving no room for innovation. Throughout the 2000s, recording studios and live performances began using an audio processor called “Auto-Tune” to disguise off-key inaccuracies in vocal tracks. The device allowed virtually anyone without music skills to become a singer and new waves of mainstream radio stars were instantly fabricated. The business of music became stronger and more important than the art of music. For more than a decade, I’ve been on a rock and roll pilgrimage to help promote and save the greatest music the world has ever known. Before the internet and Napster, virtuoso musicians traditionally introduced their music by way of mainstream radio stations while anxious music enthusiasts hurried to their favorite record stores and purchased a copy of the artist’s latest release. Talk radio wasn’t popular because there was way too much great music to play over the airwaves. Advertisers didn’t rule the airwaves, the music did. Rock legends toured the world to promote their latest albums and prices of concert tickets were extremely affordable. Proficient musicians, singers, and songwriters are what made the music so great. Support us on <a href="http://rockraymond" rel="payment">PayPal</a>!

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"The World's A Stage , With No Encore" sung by Kylie Willow

"THE WORLD'S A STAGE, WITH NO ENCORE" SUNG BY KYLIE WILLOW rockraymond productions © Copyright rockraymondproductions.com All Rights Reserved. Lyrics: Verse 1 I wake to sirens in my spine, Coffee cold, dreams in decline. Rent’s a prayer I whisper thin, While the world spins gold for someone else's sin. Pre-Chorus I wear my rage like a velvet coat, Stitched with silence, stitched with smoke. They sell salvation in neon light, But I’ve got bruises that don’t feel right. Chorus Concrete veins, Running through my skin. I smile like a weapon, Just to fit in. This city feeds On what I won’t show— But I bleed in rhythm They’ll never know. Verse 2 My phone’s a mirror I can’t escape, Scrolling through lives I’ll never shape. They say “be grateful,” they say “be kind,” But kindness don’t pay when you’re losing your mind. Bridge I scream in lowercase, Cry in code. My heart’s a glitch In their perfect mold. I’m not broken— I’m just awake. And that’s a risk they’ll never take. Final Chorus Concrete veins, Running through my skin. I smile like a weapon, Just to fit in. This world’s a stage With no encore— But I’ll burn the script And write much more. Support us on PayPal!

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