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Remembering Ray Manzarek

When I was 13, I walked into my father’s office. It was a big, grey office above a warehouse in  Alexandria, Sydney. He had a receptionist who decided I needed a musical education. She handed me a pile of CDs. Among the 15 or so albums were The Velvet Underground & Nico, Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness, […]

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