The
Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is in Cleveland because the phrase was
first uttered by a DJ there, Alan Freed, in 1951.
It
is a fabulous experience, especially for someone of our generation.
They have everything, from the roots of rock and roll in gospel,
country, blues and jazz to the music of the 90's (it has to be 25
years since your fist hit before you're eligible to be inducted).
There is music galore, displays of the clothes and instruments used
by the members, their life stories, and videos of interviews and
concerts. One exhibit is 30 minutes of American Bandstand
highlights. There's an entire floor dedicated to the Grateful Dead.
The
one disappointment I have is that they want to usurp under the banner
of Rock and Roll every type of electronic noise and human utterance
emitted since Rock and Roll. Rock and Roll may be here to stay, but
that other stuff isn't Rock and Roll. They would do well to limit
future inductees, and open a Post-Rock Hall of Fame for the things
that pass for music today. I don't see much possibility of physical
expansion, so any new exhibits risk displacing what is there
and deserves to remain.
They
don't allow pictures inside, because of copyright issues, so we only
have a few from outside and the lobby.
If you haven't been, and you
like the music of the 50s or 60s or 70s, don't leave Cleveland
without going there. But hurry up, before they induct a bunch of
gangsta rappers to replace the Beatles and Elvis exhibits.
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