Burning For Buddy: A Tribute To The Music of Buddy Rich

Burning For Buddy: A Tribute To The Music Of Buddy Rich

Burning for Buddy, Volume 1 is a 1994 Buddy Rich tribute album produced by Rush drummer/lyricist Neil Peart. The album is composed of performances by various rock and jazz drummers, all accompanied by the Buddy Rich Big Band. A follow-up Burning for Buddy...Volume 2 recording was released in 1997 and both recording sessions were also covered in a 5 hour documentary DVD video released in 2006, The Making of Burning for Buddy....

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