She was not supposed to be asking this. Not here. Not tonight. Not in front of 2,362 people who had paid for a concert, not a crisis. But Maya Delgado...
Friday, October 14th, 1971. The Marquee Club, London. 11:47 at night. The stage lights were burning. The microphones were live. The crowd, 60 people pressed into a room that smelled...
It was a cold Tuesday night in New York City. And inside a small, dimly lit club called the Blue Note Cellar, tucked away on a quiet street in Greenwich...
Guitar shop owner said to Jimmy, “This guitar belonged to Jimmy Page.” But that man was Before we begin, if you love untold Jimmy Page stories, please subscribe and hit...
May 17th, 2017. On Canyon Drive in Beverly Hills, the glass door of a small music shop opened with the chime of its bell. Two men walked in. One wore...
He didn’t know it was Jimmy Page, the classical maestro, challenged the wrong guitarist. What if I told you that one night in London, a classical music maestro challenged a...
She could hear them laughing. Not the polite kind of laughter. Not the kind that happens when something is genuinely funny and everybody knows it. This was the other kind....
Keith Richards pressed the intercom button. That was all. Three words into the talkback from the control room at Electric Lady Studios in New York on a Tuesday afternoon in...
Okay, thank you, ma’am. [laughter] I’m thinking. Thank you, ma’am. [cheering] Michael Jackson never treated fan moments like normal celebrity meetings. Fans could be waiting outside, standing in a crowd,...
It was the kind of moment that nobody planned for, nobody scripted it, nobody staged it, and nobody in that arena that night fully understood what they were watching until...