Fats Domino passed away this week, it's one of those things where you think, wow, was he still with us. As you always thin of Fats as a man from another time.
Fats Domino sold a greater number of records than anyone except Elvis Presley. He was a star, hailed far and wide. However, he felt like a very normal kid. .
Right when Domino grew up in New Orleans. His father began from a sugarcane home upriver. By 1960 the range was stacked with modest, single-family houses. Domino moved into a front line split-level home. He wasn't there to make a joke of his old friends, be that as it may. He was giving them a place to hang out and drink ale while he invited them to lunch.
After a short time, Domino was in J&M Studio on Rampart Street, recording "The Fat Man." He thought of it as a standard musicality and blues song—he just made up new verses to "Junker Blues," an old tune recorded by another New Orleans piano man, Champion Jack Dupree. Regardless, Domino's beating left hand pointed another way ahead. After a short time, with Bartholomew's bearing and a staggering enduring mood from drummer Earl Palmer, Domino cut a progression of hits that would help portray the sound of shake 'n' roll.
What took after changed unmistakable music everlastingly, a fundamental story well told in Rick Coleman's history Blue Monday: Fats Domino and the Lost Dawn of Rock 'n' Roll. Domino's music navigated to white social affairs of individuals and transformed into a touchstone for adolescents from Detroit to Liverpool.
Domino spent a critical piece of the '50s and '60s out on the town, squeezing events all over.
While Domino is for the most part cherished in where he grew up, the Birthplace of Jazz hasn't endeavored to recognize him as a true legend. The J&M Studio building—where Little Richard and others also cut crucial records—now bears a plaque. Fat was a graceful piano player from New Orleans. Maybe now the city he valued can compliment him more transparently.
Rest in peace fats.
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