The Buddy Holly Center Marks 50th Anniversary of "The Day The Music Died"
January 28, 2009 by Paris and John
Filed under News and Festivals
If your love for Texas’ original rocker is bigger than a Cadillac, show that your devotion will “Not Fade Away” with a pilgrimage to the Buddy Holly Center for a 50th anniversary remembrance of the day the music died.
February 3, 2009– “That’ll Be The Day” in which fans will gather to celebrate the life and times of Lubbock’s favorite son. On a guided tour of the museum’s gallery, fans can file past childhood toys, homework assignments and a Cub Scout uniform which visually chronicle the singer’s younger years, while tour itineraries and stage costumes stand as mementos of Holly’s ride to stardom. Visitors will also view the Last Tour exhibition, which features artifacts forever linked to that fateful day.
Known to have been a major influence for the birth of The Beatles, it seems only fitting that Paul McCartney produced and narrated The Real Buddy Holly Story, deemed the definitive movie biography of The Crickets’ frontman. Showings of the biopic will be at 10:30 and 2:30.
For insight into the city that shaped the rock ‘n’ roll icon, hop aboard the Historical Driving Tour, a bus ride which starts at the Buddy Holly Center. Tours will take place from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. on February 3rd.
Following a panel discussion held the day before, fans can dream of what might have been as music historian Bill Griggs moderates a dialogue delving into the Winter Dance Party tour as well as the legacies of Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens and the Big Bopper, with a final reception held after the event.
For more information:
•visit www.buddyhollycenter.org
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