Don McLean
Don McLean
Donald "Don" McLean IIIis an American singer-songwriter best known for the 1971 album American Pie, containing the songs "American Pie" and "Vincent"...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPop Singer
Date of Birth2 October 1945
CityNew Rochelle, NY
CountryUnited States of America
stars kids thinking
The kids today all seem to think they should be stars, but I wasn't brought up that way.
song thinking hands
Because of an off-hand funny comment I made backstage at a concert years ago, a story circulated that the song has been a burden and even that I didn’t sing it for a while. That’s completely false. I am very proud of ‘American Pie’ and the many satellites that grow from it and revolve around it. For many years I carried my songs around and now they carry me around. I have always sung ‘American Pie’ for my audience and would never think of disappointing them since it is they who have given me a wonderful life and untold affection for almost 30 years.
thinking people important
I think longevity is more important than trying to make people realize you're around every second.
men thinking singers
When I go on the road now, which is less than before, but still more than I'd like to, I think of myself primarily as a singer. Not a songwriter, not a celebrity, just a man who likes to sing.
song talking yellow
But I knew - in the old days, if a song was a good song, I don't care if it was 'Yellow Submarine' or, you know, or 'The Times They Are a-Changin' or 'Don't Be Cruel', you knew it, you know? You heard that song, and you were talking about it, and you knew it.
fun real teenager
I developed this fantasy world. I found that that was much more fun and more interesting and exciting than real life was to me. Then, once I got the guitar going when I was a teenager, I set sail for the direction I've been in my whole life.
nashville years association
Over the years I've had more and more of an association with Nashville.
song pie hopeful
In a sense, 'American Pie' was a very despairing song but it can also be seen as very hopeful.
grateful people forever
My face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved. My flag is forever waved, by the grateful people I have saved.
evil soul loved-ones
As you sell your soul and sow your seeds, and you wound yourself and your loved ones bleed. And your habits grow and your conscience feeds, on all that you thought you should be.
reality space generations
There we were all in one place, a generation lost in space.
summer
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
fall eight musical
The Byrds flew off the fallout shelter, eight miles high and falling fast.
flower eye night
Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, swirling clouds in violet haze reflect Vincent's eyes of china blue.