Breath our scents, walk our landscape, hear our melodic dialects, delight in our savory morsels, touch each rich texture, and the southern essence remains a mystery. The ethereal south, unfathomable to the five senses, lives in the heart. If you believe in magic, and can survive the devastating passions of an open heart, just possibly, you stand a chance of living a moment as a southerner. Most people aren't brave enough to be southerners, even the ones that are.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

A Legend Moves On


Bill Pinkney of the Original Drifters has passed. Shown here at his 80th birthday, Bill was 81 at his passing. Beach Music... Sand In My Shoes, Up on the Roof, Save the Last Dance for Me, Under the Boardwalk, Saturday Night at the Movies...the list goes on. The Drifters even had a version of White Christmas which featured Bill's mellow basso voice, which is still played today. Beach Music, Bill Pinkney and the Drifters, all started at Myrtle Beach South Carolina. Coastal Carolina University near Myrtle Beach bestowed an Honorary Doctor of Fine Arts Degree upon Bill Pinkney citing his decorations from World War II, his close association with classic rhythm and blues recordings, and his involvement with Beach Music and South Carolina's state dance, the Shag.

Bill was was the last of the originals. He will be buried here beneath the Carolina Moon, but missed everywhere.
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Sandy Kessler said...

losing some great ones- Marquette today ..I was quite educated by this . I love the music thanks sk

5:56 PM, July 11, 2007

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