I may live in Nebraska but on gameday my heart and soul belongs to Alabama Crimson Tide shirt

I may live in Nebraska but on gameday my heart and soul belongs to Alabama Crimson Tide shirt
The Byrds: They were as popular as the Beatles during 65–66 when they innovated and came up with the I may live in Nebraska but on gameday my heart and soul belongs to Alabama Crimson Tide shirt rock album ever . Then they became more adventurous musically pioneering psychedelic rock and then country rock . Without these sounds there would have been no Eagles,Tom Petty&HB or REM and a host of modern bands . However they could never attain mainstream success in their later stage The Grateful Dead : Though they were phenomenal and very successful live, main stream chart success eluded them. But they are the best band in universe for devoted dead heads Velvet Underground (VU) : One of the most influential bands ever but never enjoyed main stream success . VU made the foundation for the growth of alternative rock during 90s Caravan : They are a Brit Progressive rock band of 70s who developed the Canterbury sound and were unlike other contemporary prog rock bands like ELP, Yes, Genesis , JT etc . They have only developed cult following The Feelies : Probably the first band that played alternative rock when that genre was not invented . They influenced REM, Yo La Tengo and many others

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I may live in Nebraska but on gameday my heart and soul belongs to Alabama Crimson Tide shirt

When I was quite small, my family were Jehovah’s Witnesses. My big brothers remembered their Catholic beginnings, they remembered magical Christmases. My little brother and I did not, we’d never been Catholic yet. We used to get very sad that all of our friends had lovely Christmas or Hanukkah, and we did not. We’d pout. My big brothers tried their best to console us. Our best friends lived across the I may live in Nebraska but on gameday my heart and soul belongs to Alabama Crimson Tide shirt . Their dad was not home much, but he was a very stern man. He had quite the temper (when we grew up, we realized that he was always drunk, but when we were small he was just scary). He had a Doberman called Rex who we were all also terrified of. One year, I’m probably four or five, we’re sitting in my brothers’ room wistfully staring out the window at our friends playing with their new toys, wearing their Christmas sweaters, all that. The oldest two brothers, maybe trying to console us, convince us that we do not want Christmas at all. They tell us that Scary Dad is Santa Claus. They tell us that Rex the Doberman is actually Rudolph. Would we really want Rex landing on our roof? Would we really want Scary Dad judging whether we were naughty or nice, and sneaking into our house while we slept?

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