David Cassidy – Romance
Classic Oldies A grown man’s plea set to mid-’80s shimmer—David Cassidy’s “Romance (Let Your Heart Go)” asks weary hearts to open again, and means it. First, the anchors. Released in May 1985…
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David Cassidy – Can’t Go Home Again
The ache of returning—“Can’t Go Home Again” is David Cassidy’s soft-spoken truth that memory is faithful but the world keeps moving. Before we get lost in feeling, the anchors: “Can’t…
David Cassidy – Tomorrow
A hopeful dawn after long nights—the way David Cassidy makes “Tomorrow” feel like a promise you can hold in your hands. “Tomorrow” is one of those songs that arrives quietly…
David Cassidy – Summer Days
Sunlit memories with a shadow at the edge—youth’s bright reel played back with kinder, wiser eyes. In David Cassidy’s solo catalogue, “Summer Days” is a quiet treasure rather than a…
David Cassidy – Sing Me
A photograph in a melody: childhood remembered, adulthood understood, and the quiet refuge of a voice saying “stay.” At first glance, “Sing Me” is a modest album track. In truth,…
David Cassidy – Do You Believe In Magic
A sunny 1960s spell recast as a late-career wink: hope, memory, and the simple joy of a great hook. In David Cassidy’s catalogue, “Do You Believe in Magic” arrives not…
David Cassidy – My First Night Alone Without You
The sound of a closed door, a ticking clock, and a young voice learning how to live with the quiet. In the sweep of David Cassidy’s early solo years, “My…
David Cassidy – Breaking Up Is Hard To Do
A bright, clean plea with a teenager’s dignity—David Cassidy turns “Breaking Up Is Hard to Do” into a gentle boundary set to radio sunshine. If you lived with an AM…
David Cassidy – Cry
A classic torch song, sung softly and straight—David Cassidy turns “Cry” into a late-evening comfort more than a showpiece. Start with the anchor that places it on your shelf. “Cry”—the…
David Cassidy – Where Is The Morning
A quiet doorway to daylight—David Cassidy whispers a small, stubborn hope in “Where Is the Morning,” the moment an album turns from longing toward light. Begin with the anchors. “Where…