Article snippet: Posted at 10:30 pm on May 27, 2017 by Susan Wright I’m a music fan. I’ve been a music fan – a serious music fan – since elementary school. The origins of my love began with AM radio and 6am stumbling out of bed, while Mama rushed around the house, washing faces, laying out school clothes, and brushing spilled Cheerios from the table. In pigtails and knee socks, I could sing every song on the radio. During the summer, family vacations began equally early. My parents would pull me and my brothers out of bed, get us dressed and fed, then we’d load the old station wagon with snacks, sodas, and our pillows, to begin the nearly 2-hour drive to the North Carolina coast. Along the way, the radio would play and every song locked in, making the soundtrack for what would be my childhood memories. I still remember my daddy’s favorites, as he kept a lot of 8-tracks on hand (I know I just blew somebody’s mind, as they furiously Google “8-track”). For Daddy, it was the Eagles, the Marshall Tucker Band, Free, and the Allman Brothers Band. These were the AM classics I remember, and while I’m pretty much a heavy metal headbanger, now, a piece of my childhood died today. Gregg Allman, frontman and founding member of the Allman Brothers Band passed away today, due to complications from liver cancer. The New York Times had a nice cover of Allman’s style and career today, in tribute. Gregg Allman was also married to Cher in the 70s, and the two have a son together, Elijah Blue. Ch... Link to the full article to read more