David Cassidy – Lyin’ To Myself
Classic Oldies A resilient, late-autumn confession — a man talking himself brave while the heart insists on telling the truth. Put the basics first, because they shape how memory settles: “Lyin’ to…
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David Cassidy – Ricky’s Tune
A small, private farewell wrapped in a lullaby — “Ricky’s Tune” is David Cassidy’s intimate, unvarnished confession, a short song that reads like a note left on a kitchen table…
David Cassidy – Ain’t No Sunshine
A quiet confession of absence — “Ain’t No Sunshine” is a small, aching prayer about how emptiness makes longing visible. When David Cassidy chose to sing “Ain’t No Sunshine”, he…
David Cassidy – Darlin’
A tender, sun-warmed recall of young longing dressed in harmony — “Darlin’” is a small confession sung through the ache of memory. “Darlin’” as performed by David Cassidy was issued…
David Cassidy – Halloween Party
A small, cheerful conjuring of memory — a porchlight lit for the children, a familiar laugh drifting on an autumn breeze. When David Cassidy lends his voice to “Halloween Party”,…
David Cassidy – If I Didn’t Care
A Question of Love That Time Cannot Diminish When David Cassidy released his rendition of “If I Didn’t Care” in the spring of 1974, it arrived as more than just…
David Cassidy – Doesn’t Somebody Want To Be Wanted
A yearning whispered into a microphone—“Doesn’t Somebody Want to Be Wanted” is David Cassidy’s most public question with the most private ache: the sound of a young man asking, plainly,…
David Cassidy – I Write The Songs
A pop prayer about where songs come from—“I Write the Songs” lets David Cassidy turn doubt into devotion, singing not of ego but of the larger spirit that moves through…
David Cassidy – The Puppy Song
A child’s wish sung with adult tenderness—“The Puppy Song” lets David Cassidy turn Harry Nilsson’s lullaby of longing into a gentle, grown-up promise about hope, kindness, and the soft work…
David Cassidy – Some Kind Of A Summer
A postcard from the bright end of youth—“Some Kind of a Summer” lets David Cassidy bottle a season’s worth of light, telling you plainly that what fades can still warm…