{"id":10088,"date":"2011-12-10T17:51:22","date_gmt":"2011-12-10T17:51:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2011\/12\/10\/saturday-night-at-the-oldies-dion-dimucci-2\/"},"modified":"2011-12-10T17:51:22","modified_gmt":"2011-12-10T17:51:22","slug":"saturday-night-at-the-oldies-dion-dimucci-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2011\/12\/10\/saturday-night-at-the-oldies-dion-dimucci-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Saturday Night at the Oldies: Dion DiMucci"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Dion\"<\/a>The guy has amazing staying power, and at 72 he still looks and sounds damn good in live performances.  Saw him on Huckabee's show the other night.  Plays a mean blues guitar.  Said something like, "You need to marry a girl who will take you to heaven."  Good advice; men need no assistance moving in the opposite direction.  Every red-blooded American male can relate to his signature number, The Wanderer<\/a>,  which rose to the number #2 slot this December 50 years ago.  The song may be superficial, but the man is not.  He managed to negotiate the snares of stardom and wander back to the faith of his childhood via a Protestant detour thanks mainly to his religious experiences:<\/span><\/p>\n

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I was the first rock and roll artist signed to Columbia Records and naturally, expectations ran high. No expense was spared and no excuses accepted. This was the big time. I was getting $100,000 a year guaranteed \u2014 whether I sold a record or not. \u201cRuby Baby<\/a>\u201d and \u201cDonna the Primadonna\u201d were a great down payment: they went Top 5.<\/span><\/p>\n

Still, even with that success, I was at an all time mental and spiritual bottom. Out of depression, we moved to Miami, looking for a fresh start. There, I would have the surprise of my life: I got to see God work through my father-in-law, Jack. Jack helped fan into flames the gift of God that was in me through the laying on of hands at my confirmation. I said a prayer one night there in Jack\u2019s home: \u201cGod I need your help.\u201d I was delivered from the obsession to drink and drug; it was just lifted off me like a weight. On that day, April 1, 1968, I became aware of God\u2019s power, even before<\/span><\/p>\n

I became aware of His reality.<\/span><\/p>\n

I entered a spiritual-based 12-step program and grew in these disciplines. Six months later, at the age of 28, I released one of the biggest records of my career \u2014 \u201cAbraham, Martin and John<\/a>.\u201d It became an anthem.<\/span><\/p>\n

But my biggest moment was to come. On December 14, 1979, I went out jogging, like I did every morning. It was a time when I could be alone with my thoughts \u2014 thinking about the past, thinking about the future. There was a lot going on in me then, a mid-life crisis, or something. My emotions were everywhere. In the middle of that confusion, all I could pray was \u201cGod, it would be nice to be closer to you.\u201d That\u2019s all it took.<\/span><\/p>\n

I was flooded with white light. It was everywhere, inside me, outside me \u2014 everywhere. At that moment, things were different between me and God. He\u2019d broken down the wall. Ahead of me, I saw a man with His arms outstretched. \u201cI love you,\u201d He said. \u201cDon\u2019t you know that? I\u2019m your friend. I laid down My life for you. I\u2019m here for you now.\u201d I looked behind me, because I knew I\u2019d left something behind on that road. Some part of me that I no longer wanted. Let the road have it; I didn\u2019t need it anymore.<\/span><\/p>\n

God changed my life that morning, and things have never been the same.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Rest of the story here<\/a>.  Finally, here he is<\/a> with the Belmonts in a tune from 1960 that is ignored by the oldies stations.  I heard it from the radio of a  '56 Ford when I was ten and I loved it.  My mother hated it.<\/span><\/p>\n

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The guy has amazing staying power, and at 72 he still looks and sounds damn good in live performances.  Saw him on Huckabee's show the other night.  Plays a mean blues guitar.  Said something like, "You need to marry a girl who will take you to heaven."  Good advice; men need no assistance moving in … Continue reading “Saturday Night at the Oldies: Dion DiMucci”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10088","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10088","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10088"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10088\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10088"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10088"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10088"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}