News that he has died aged 68. Fame came late for him.
I’m loving the Athletics World Champs but some events are just plain daft, aren’t they? Someone far wittier than me said that the whole notion of the 10km walk was akin to a competition to determine who can whisper the loudest.
The pole vault is pretty extraordinary. Like an event dreamed up by William Heath Robinson. But the most ridiculous event has to be the triple jump. Why not finish with a forward roll? Or for that matter, let’s bring back the egg and spoon and the sack race.
…from Offa Rex
Robin Hardy, director of The Wicker Man … RIP
Dead apparently. They’re dropping like flies!
The good people at Earth Recordings are soon to reissue Bert’s long unavailable Avocet. There are what promises to be beautiful lithographic prints with the LP version and with the CD, a hardback book with 24 pages of notes and brand new illustrations of each wading bird.
This comes hot on the heels of their re-release of the beautiful Moonshine last month.
There was a time in the late 80’s and early nineties when I was crazy about Blue Note. The album covers – artwork and graphics, the heavy, heavy vinyl and equally robust sleeves, the liner notes and most of all that brilliant hard-bop.
I have 38 of these. How about you?
David Goffin, Eddy Merckx, Plastic Bertrand, Herge, Kim Clijsters, Georges Simenon, Jean-Pierre Coopman, Raymond Goethals, Jacky Ickx, Jean-Marie Pfaff, Peter Paul Rubens, Jean Claude Van Damme, Rene Magritte, Enzo Scifo, Aldophe Sax, King Leopold III, Audrey Hepburn, Hercule Poirot, Willy Claes, Jan Cuelemans, Kim Huybrechts, Jean-Marc Bosman. We have beaten them all! We have beaten them all! Johan Van Herck, can you hear me? Your boys took a hell of a beating. A hell of a beating.”
The contrast between the portentousness of the music, Mr Lebowski’s grief and the ‘relaxed’ attitude of The Dude. Any more?
I’ve only just noticed that Television’s Marquee Moon contains a riff from Creedence’s version of ‘Heard it Through the Grapevine’. It comes in at 6:52
…was on Radio 4 this evening talking of his sadness of the imminent loss of Steel in his home town. This was the song he wrote about it from True Stories.
I’ve always been somewhat mistrustful of those over-eager, over-ambitious, dynamic types with their shiny shoes and micro-management techniques. Most CEO’s I’ve worked for have been in this league – high on achievement and low on humour and feel. That’s not to say I can’t appreciate nerdy diligence in the recording studio. I’m a big Steely Dan fan after all.
So let’s raise a glass to the slackers out there – those who saunter in to job interviews without the tie and tell it how it really is.
Was there ever a more classic example of record label stupidity than Wilco’s record label rejecting the band’s best and most successful album, dismissing them from the label, giving the rights away to the band for free and then buying the album back via a subsidiary.
I’d be interested to know …
Turns out it’s Sam Smith. Sam said he was very excited to be chosen and wrote the song in 20 minutes. (I remain uninspired).
Future Sound of London’s Opus is 21 years old. A continuous piece of music over 2 cds, incorporating ambient, trance, dub, organic elements and intriguing samples. I wonder if it would get a release today, let alone reach number 6 in the UK charts.
Researchers from the University of Cambridge have established that your preference for particular music can provide an insight into how you think. (Get outta town!)
We are told Systemizers who favour rules and patterns in the world and who are highly organised prefer high energy stuff like punk and heavy metal whilst Empathisers like mellow reflective stuff such as folk and electronica.
It all seems a bit obvious tbh and I would be more impressed if some of the acts mentioned were not so, well, passé. As for me, I’m just gonna chill to some JJ Cale. Noggin, Dude.
BBC2 WTF? A programme about arch ponce Lawrence Llewelyn Bowhead flogging his tacky wares. A reality series about hairdressing and Family guy on a loop. Never have I felt so much like Disgusted from Tunbridge Wells.
… is the answer to the question – What do you do if you want to buy a Van Morrison CD at a reasonable price?
Luckily I have most of what I need but Veedon Fleece is sorely missing from my collection. It would seem that Van’s back catalogue remains elusive except at eye watering prices.
Genuinely saddened by this news. The Avengers was a touchstone of my childhood and I still love it. John Steed was the epitome of a certain Britishness not seen anymore – unflappable, impeccably dressed, self deprecating and eccentric. Patrick Macnee seemed to embody those qualities in real life.
A field day for the obituary writers