When Buddy, Richie and Bopper left this world on Feb. 3, 1959, it left a void for millions of rock fans around the nation.
We wanted something that had rhythmic kick; by that time, Elvis was Germany-bound and there wasn’t much left.
Meanwhile, college students began picking up on the blues of John Lee Hooker, Leadbelly and especially the Depression-era blues of Woody Guthrie. So they started learning the guitar, a bit of vocals and — though most of them were middle-to-upper class economically — began singing about the hard times and hopes of the common worker. These were the hootenannies and, like skiffle to the Brit parents, American moms and dads thought they were excellent replacements for rock music.
Oh, sure, it caught the attention of kids … for awhile. But it soon became boring — they wanted Presley/Holly/Vincent, not watered-down “folk” music. At this point, enter a group called The Ventures that showed them the further potential of the electric guitar-based group.
At the same time in England, a skiffle group from London that dug the sound of Elvis, the group setup of Buddy and the Crickets and the great lower-string guitar style of American artist Duane Eddy, began putting it all together when they decided to go electric. The Drifters found an exciting young Brit born in Lochnow, India — an accounts clerk named Harry Webb — to front them. Soon, there were name changes and, — in part, because their name was too easily confused with our stateside group, and partly because Harry Webb seemed too “dry” — they became The Shadows with Cliff Richard (this singer sold more records than any other solo white male artist, with the exception of Presley).
A second skiffle group, inspired by what The Shadows had done, began amping up their own act, and changed their name from The Quarrymen to Johnny and the Moondogs, then to the Silver Beetles and, finally, to The Beatles, in honor of Buddy Holly’s Crickets.
While the skiffle was turning into electric rock overseas, the USA was still gettin’ down with Little Richard, Chuck Berry and a young white boy from TV land named Ricky Nelson. The rest of the cool radio dials were still stuck on non-stop pop, doo-wop and the rockabilly crop. The music of Buddy Holly was duplicated by a few (including Bobby Vee, who took Holly’s place at what would’ve been his next stop after the Surf Ballroom, and Tommy Roe, whose Sheila hit in 1962 as a response to Peggy Sue), but no one could bring it to the pinnacle again (maybe that was out of respect to the man).
With Elvis in the Army, the field of solo-rock was wide open. Guys like Sedaka, Fabian, Darin and Nelson filled the gap as best they could, but teens were already in “group-mode,” and, while these guys were great (okay, so Fabian Forte had a little brushin’ up to do) and had a dynamite following, they didn’t last without constant media exposure (that’s where Ricky had the advantage).
Meanwhile, over in England, the skifflers (who were already gaining tremendous popularity; they added wit, new sounds, and movement to their lively acts) were beginning to make the move to electric.
While the new Shadows and Beatles were starting to pick up steam, the London scene saw some amazing action from a four-man group from the Soho district called Johnny Kidd and the Pirates. They were the first blues-rock group to actually pen and perform their own songs, were one of the first to incorporate a gimmick (Johnny’s — Frederick Heath’s — eyepatch, and Pirate costumes), and are still performing today, almost fifty years later!
Okay … the stage was being set: kids all over England were joining groups (in 1962, Liverpool itself had over 1,200 of their teens in rock groups!); the ones who weren’t in one were going wild over their music; they were starting to get managers, demos, recording contracts and A&R (artist and repertoire) to promote them.
Okay … that’s it for this run-through. We’re almost ready for the Invasion itself, so keep it tuned here for the Big Event. While you’re at it, remember to keep your eyes on the skies, your feet on the ground, your heart with the music … and I’ll see ya on the flip side!