A social network to celebrate your memories of "the greatest music store in the world!" MANNY'S is gone now, but "The Wall" abides.....
I clearly remember being 9 or 10 years old and my parents taking me and by 2 1/2 year old younger brother to manny's for a flat black lacquer Ludwig drum set. a real beauty. a snare, tom, hi-hat, ride cymbal and snare with a throne. bought it from stu, who I believe was manny's son. (my drum teacher ben halpern suggested we go to manny's).
and I recall that manny himself was there, working the crowd with his sales crew in that narrow store.
this was in the old store, before all the office buildings were on 48th st. and before they moved to the new more luxurious space up the street.
must have been back to that store 100 x over the following years, having switched to bass guitar and with my brother now playing 6 string. a migration to manny's with members of whichever band I was in was legendary, something we always looked forward to days in advance.
all of 48th street was electric with music and musicians and…Continue
I only worked at Manny's for a short while, about 8 months, but worked on the infamous 48th street in NYC for about 16 years before moving west to Los Angeles. I worked at Alex Music starting in 1986(?), then We Buy Guitars, Sam Ash, Manny's, back to Sam Ash, and last, but certainly not least, Rudys. I knew Henry, Judy, the gorgeous Holly, Ian and Judd for many, many years. They were all great people and great to work for. Manny's should've been declared a national landmark due to their history and countless contributions to music and musicians. Very, very sorry it's no longer on 48th street. That store was a destination location for musicians from all over the world for decades and there will never be another place like it. I'll never foret the time's, experiences and mostly, the people I got to know while at Manny's and on 48th street. I am proud to call them all my friends.
I wish nothing but the best for the Goldrichs.
Love you all!
10 New Soundtracks of Mistery Composed by Mimmo D’Ippolito
Mimmo D’Ippolito / Eternalkeys is Back with a new album out on this winter 2013 calls “ARCANUM SECRET”. Album is composed by 10 tracks of Instrumental music that ranging between Ambient, Neoclassical, Film Music – Score – Themes, Electronic, melancholic sound of piano, orchestrations, pads…a travel between our cold world, prophecies, natural disasters, solitude and weaknesses of human being, past memories, drama themes, flight into fantasy worlds, Mysteries and unknown with the Classic trademark of the project. Album is produced, Composed and performed by Mimmo D’Ippolito, Artwork Picture by Mimmo D’Ippolito represents some tops of secular trees symbol of continuity in time, eternity, silences, peace, mistery dominates by green colour that representing hope.
“Arcanum Secret” Tracklist:
- Letters and Pages
- Second War
- Memories Gone
- Dragon’s Gate
- Future City
The reason you were not able to find me, my name is: Holly Goldrich, Sandi is my Partner with the site. I am so happy you found the sight and I hope we are related. My Dad is also a HENRY.
I read your letter, small world. ther eason you can not find me. Is Sandi is my partner with this site. she is my friend. I am Holly Goldrich. maybe we are related try looking me up. I am also on facebook. How funny is that, your son is Henry and my Dad is Henry. Do you still live in DC?
I hope to be in touch soon,
In 1967 a guy named Dave heard me playing “Hey Joe” on my acoustic guitar and asked me if I owned an electric. I didn’t. He was starting a rock band and needed a rhythm guitar player. The members of the band were Dave on bass, Tim on drums, Randy on lead guitar. Randy studied classical guitar as a boy. His claim to fame was appearing as a contestant on The Ted Mack Amateur Hour, “I came in second to a dancing horse.” We were college students at a small school in Ohio. Dave was adamant about me buying an electric guitar. He dragged me out of my dorm room and into his car, “C’mon we’re going to Manny’s.” I asked, “Where’s that?” Dave answered, “Forty-eighth Street.” So off we headed, five hundred miles down the road. When we arrived I was overwhelmed by everything about Manny’s, the thousands of instruments, the photos of rock stars, the exorbitant price of a beautiful white Fender Stratocaster. A salesman asked me, “How much do you have to spend?” I showed him my…Continue