Do you ever get so sick of the latest Leon Russell or Ten Years After album that you switch off the FM radio in disgust and head for the closet to root out those old Elvis 45s you’ve had since you were a kid? And listening to them, do you find yourself nodding your head and tapping your toes, and realizing how long it’s been since any music provoked this reaction? If so, perhaps you go on to wonder just what’s happened to rock & roll, why people will settle for so little when there’s so much more waiting to be discovered. Doesn’t anyone remember those old sounds, you muse? Am I the only one left?