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Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)
Steve Cropper (In Remembrance of…)by Michael DoyleCropper laid the template for rock-n-roll.Green Onions made the Soul Man cry. Sitting on the Dock of the Bay consoled our soulsAs Otis crashed and the rest of America cried.He proved that sometimes more … Continue reading →
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