I can’t help but feel jubilant now. For no other reason than some people just affect you that way. Yep, Buddy Holly warms my cynical soul. There’s a simplicity and an innocence to those old songs. As if Buddy Holly and his peers created rock’n’roll just because it was too much fun not to. It’s innovation with exuberance. That’s why we’re still gravitating to the same songs so very many years later, why we remember Holly despite how short his run was in this world. It may be a bit of a soundtrack cliche for coming of age movies, an object of nostalgia for how great some of us imagine the 1950’s were, but it holds up undeniably well.