A fine analysis of The Eagles – “a shirtless Byrds”. The solo on the track “HC” is OK, I suppose. In the track posted, I’ve found their, hah “Eagle” song by “the Swedish group”. Both are so “white” they make ELP seem like Sly and the Family Stone. (Maybe I exaggerate, but only just).
Not wanting to kill the buzz man, but is the Roller revisionism (“they were pretty good, really”) ironic? As a teen into arty glam and working on increasing my credibility with the 6th form hairies a few years ahead by getting into progressive and heavy rock, the BCRs floated like an unflushable turd through my mid-70s. I can’t believe I am the only one here who found them ghastly. Even The Osmonds had “Crazy Horses”, which no rock fan could be pissy about. The BCRs were a Scotmid boyband and their hard-girl fans were scarier than the types who later followed Skrewdriver. Their back story makes Motley Crue look like Coldplay, and is only missing a Jimmy Saville connection. This is the best (or at least, most interesting) thing about them. Might I speculate that the Roller sympathisers were 10 years old at the time, and being below the age of criminal responsibility, knew no better, m’lud?
Are there other examples of music revisionism that need exposing?
My favourite National Express driver (which is what he looks like these days, albeit a handsome one) seemingly didn’t like being, er, ribbed, and has a beef about it. He doesn’t mince words. He may be persona non-grata to many, but i still find him a hoot, even if he is a gammon.
Liberace covering The Who.
DO YOUR WORST.
U-Roy and related 70s reggae artists appealed to me in a way Bob Marley stopped.
It’s an indica versus sativa thing; do you prefer to be high, or to be stoned? I’d rather be high and my brain cells sparkling, not dull-headed and semi-sedated
Strictly roots and dubwise homages to 70s reggae here, please.
There is smart-dumb (Iggy, Ramones, Cramps, the Cult) and there is dumb-dumb. I will listen to smart-dumb, but rarely dumb-dumb. However there is an innocence to dumb-dumb cliched rock. I wouldn’t dream of listening to it spontaneously, but as rawk bingo, TEAZE (i know) provide seconds of pleasure.
I am deeply tempted to generate a rawk bingo card for soirees when they are again allowed.
Please post other clips of cliched unheard-ofs here.
This visualising of “Roundabout” from clips of the “Peanuts” TV series really captures the joy of music and the innocence of the piece. They have also done similar ones for ZZ Top, “Thick as a Brick”, and dozens of other “classic rock” pieces. I’d rather see these than some guitarist gurning.
What does it sound like?:
Iggy’s laconic baritone comments on coronavirus. Rocky, a bit jazzy, , mid-paced as warrants his seniority, but there is still no doubt, he’s the guvnor.
What does it all *mean*?
I don’t mind people making songs about the pandemic; it marks the historical moment; it’s not as toe-cringing as some, and as a denizen of scabrous observation and low-live, the Igster is more justified in this than many. Hope he is watching himself so he can come back and continue to set a good example.
Goes well with…
mince pies, tea, hand sanitiser, wire brush and Dettol, face masks.
Might suit people who like…
Iggy Pop, sleazy rock, glam rock, decadence chic
I am troubled by the change to “Forum”. It may well attract readers describing fortunate moments in a supermarket where their arousal to a Swedish au pair dressed in fishing waders led to an interesting experience they wish to share with readers of a broad-minded outlook. Or is that just me?
I was advised that “Forum” was “educational”. How I wish it had been. Frankly, i reckon the letters were written with one-handedly, and were a pack of lies.
Shazza Osbourne has got the ‘rona. If she recovers, she’ll be sending it a present. It shouldn’t open it.
I long loved John Lydon and his music, but by golly he sails “close to the edge”. I think he has passed his best, and he’s now more a “self-made man in the roadhouse bar” than the darkly intelligent character he once was. “SAD” as his potential friend would say.
I was thinking that certain phrases in language have ceased to be possible:
“this is a bloody pantomime”
[oH NO IT ISN’T.]
“What have the XXX ever done for us?”
[Reply with a list of all the benefits of XXX.]
What does it sound like?:
I must admit to not having listened to this era of the Pink Floyd in 30 years. I watched the Venice gig on TV at the time, and became increasingly aghast. Basically, the more easy going members of “The Floyd” got the band together and after legal wrangles over the name, were back in business, uber-carper Roger Waters declaring “A Momentary Lack of Reason”, “a very facile but quite clever forgery”. I acquired the latter a few years later when I saw a cheapo copy, played it a few times, then passed it on to someone who’d enjoy it more. It was Pink Floyd for the MTV Generation, and you can decide if that notion fills you with horror or delight: I know which side I fall on. This gig is that, in spades. Dave Gilmour, of course, had a living to make, and like all the other remaining Floyds, had released passable solo albums to little success, whereas Roger was playing Earls Court. So you can see why the urge struck them to go back on the road and clean up, just as many other heritage rock acts would between 1987 and 1990 » Continue Reading.
I’m a big fan of Creme Brulee, the almost successful glam rock group that dumped Les McCann (PLEASE keep up with your “League of Gentlemen” mythos).
I am also a big fan of progressive rock, and these days find more joy in the almost made-its than the famous acts, who are now over-exposed and tired.
I’ve been exploring Scottish band “Beggar’s Opera”, the first three albums of which are great, the rest spotty, as is common in the genre. They had a single and the b-side (here) sounds to me like the orginal source material for “Voodoo lady”. Unless someone else has a better suggestion.
What does it sound like?:
Yes have had a hard time recently; difficulties when they wanted to tour and Jon was ill, bad feeling around the execution of the Rock n’Roll Hall of Fame entry performance, the death of Chris Squire, and the decline of Alan White, who was no longer able to keep up with the frenetic tempos and precision playing Yes’s best music requires. Steve Howe has worked hard to create a non-Fragile (hah!) version of the band which can meet their marks and give the music the seriousness and the syncopation it needs.
With Jon Davison on vocals they have a convincing new Jon without the grating “Lancastrian-Californian pixie” vibe, Billy Sherwood doing a great job on the bass; Geoff Downes getting into his role (as he should, given he has been doing this for 40 years, on and off) , and Jay Schellen doing the faster drumming work (Alan White still providing what he does), so it all sounds good. Better in fact than the last Yes live album I reviewed here (Yes 50 live, in July 2019).
I was disconcerted that there was no “FireBird Suite” to kick things off (has there » Continue Reading.
Some real bargains from a German supplier of musical comestibles. Save £££ and not give your dosh to the tax-dodgers. I draw particular attention to the Rubettes complete for about £15.00.
Trumpistas like to snark that criticisms of Dim Don are indications of “Trump Derangement Syndrome” (TDS). This seems to me to be complete projection, as it is Trump that seems to take reason away from persons who get drawn into his orbit. Unless all the posters on the various “below the line” comments on many news websites (apart from The Guardian, of course) are all Russian, his apologists seem to be impervious to argument based on evidence; they still, for example, seem to have a rather blithe attitude to coronavirus. Is that all he and his appeal is: trolling liberals to appease his ego?
He is, I will concede, great at winding people up and getting people to feed his ego, but as a way of life, it doesn’t go very far, and it looks like everyone unaffected by TDS will vote against him. Seems to me most are now bored and tired of him, and he is desperately trying to get them back. Where will his supporters go when he loses? Will they say “we never supported him”? Will someone ever say “Every thought you’ve been had?”, and people realise he was, well, shit?
What does it sound like?:
Frank Zappa famously liked to perform in New York over Halloween, and these late October concerts became legendary for their congenial ambience. Mad-keen fans up for a night of scintillating music encompassing long sets, new and reinterpreted songs, intricate instrumentals, inspired covers, challenging solos, irreverent stage comments to offend at least one person in the audience, and yet further madness would attend, delighting then man himself, who thrived on an audience that understood, and didn’t just want “Dynamo-Humm”. The latest release from Zappa’s archive is a 6 CD set of the three concerts performed in October 1981, two on Halloween itself (an early and late show), and one from the day after. These were the last New York Halloween shows Zappa performed. The 1981 shows were filmed and simcasted (which must have terrified TV producers fearful of too spontaneous a bit of “audience participation” or stage irreverence). Some of the footage was released on the DVD, “The Dub Room Special”. Doubtless, bits can be seen on YouTube. The CD set comes with a Count Frankula mask and cape (not available with the download).
The three concerts (some of which may have been heard » Continue Reading.
What does it sound like?:
Well, what do you think? John Peel’s observation about The Fall – “”they are always different; they are always the same”, also works for Hawkwind, as Hawkwind’s gestalt is now set, and their themes so established, that whatever is new has a resonance with whatever has been before; a half-century musical career is like that.
Of course, this is not QUITE Hawkwind – note the Hawkwind Light Orchestra. “Carnivorous” began as a solo Dave Brock project last Winter, but Richard Chadwick (drummer), and Magnus Martin (guitarist) also added bits, presumably over the ‘Net. Dave also contributes other sounds, as he can play keyboards too; Hawkwind have been a three-piece before now. All present and correct are bikerdelic riffs, synthy washes, and shamelessly unreconstructed jams you’ll love or find go on a bit, depending on preference. There is perhaps a lighter touch to the music and a bit more space in the density of music than before, and this allows for a looseness to drift in and out of, so it does not feel as “heavy” as they can be sometimes. Though “Expedition to Planet Earth” and “Repel Attract” emphasise we are on familiar » Continue Reading.
This is a charming story of when hippie punks Nik Turner’s “Inner City Unit” toured as support to bonehead favourites Sham 69 in 1979. Hilarity ensues. Goes nicely with the clip on YouTube of Steve Hillage jamming with Sham at Reading festival in 1978. Glamourous, this tour was not.
What does it sound like?:
This is one of those products which absolutely does what it says on the tin, and if you like this sort of thing, you’ll love it. Two classic Steve Hackett-related albums (“Spectral Mornings”, and one of the discs he did with the old group), all played beautifully, some creative spins on familiar (sometimes over-familiar) tracks, all tastefully delivered (by the standards of progressive rock), and a few surprises and must-do’s. A DVD of a concert indicates it was also a delightful show for men of a certain age and their long-suffering partners, professionally performed, played, and presented.
I was struck that there was no sense of longeurs as “new” or solo material so often invites in what would have been the first set. That said, “Spectral Mornings” was released 41 years ago, so has had time to bed in. Lots of interesting musical textures and chiaroscuro moments, e.g., “Tigermoth”, and the invariably thundering “Clocks – The Angel of Mons”. Tasteful instrumentation and the occasional world element showed how Hackett was himself moving on, and vocals are competent but not central. Rob Townsend (saxes/flutes) does a great job adding new elements to the music, » Continue Reading.
Sad news. The band were never better.
It’s a blessed relief, of course, but such a shame that Tim Smith has died. The band that could have been so much bigger, and I never quite worked out why not. Probably too clever and just getting big when girl-power and boy-bands were the thing the kids want. I saw them in the mid-80s when in torpor due to girl troubles, a bevvy n’ whizz fuelled gig with them lived me up considerably. I had no idea what they were like, so it was … CRIKEY!
This popped up on ITunes a few after Ian Dury’s “Sex & drugs & rock & roll”
I do wonder if the Aerosmith number was in the air and influenced the guitar line to ‘King Ian’s ditty as much as Ornette Coleman’s bass line…
I’ll get me coat