Time is passing more rapidly. As a proportion of my life, seven years is the equivalent of one when a summer break lasted 9 months. A two week holiday in Wales seemed to be 3 months long.
A twenty minute track today fills as much of my life as a three minute single back when I first started buying records. Obviously, I have just gone on Fela Kuti binge. A lot of his stuff goes on for twenty minutes plus. Marvellous. The time flies by.
Teacher, Don’t Teach Me No Nonsense.
Go back to the Tony Allen period Tig. And that live one with Ginger AND Tony Allen on the skins
This one?
Of course I’ve been enjoying the Tony Allen period, too! I selected one with a title barking back to school days
Barking; a tad ruff.
Yep.
I look at my watch, it says “9:25”
Still my guitar gently weeps.
Clocks go slow in a place of work
Minutes drag and the hours jerk
Unless you are a train driver…..
you lot…!
… Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast
Oh, but what a shame
That all we’ve shared can’t last
9.27 here right now
@boneshaker . Their last great song. Melancholy.
Time, he flexes like a whore…
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day (except for the occasional catch-up with the England-Zimbabwe game. Oops, another wicket’s just fallen)
So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon my lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Oh and just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
Pay the fiddler off till I come back again
And it’s time, time, time…
Discovered Fela back in the late 70s and this was the track that got me jigging around the room – and still does albeit a little more gingerly these days
https://youtu.be/Qj5x6pbJMyU?si=QHxz7V0CpNEyAdZR
Brilliant but quite short for Fela.
Try this:
It’s been so long now
And it seems now that it was only yesterday
Gee, ain’t it funny how time slips away?
I’m gonna need to prise the lid off my Fela box set now. I had other listening pleasures in my sights but what’s one more in the great scheme of stuff.
I listened to at least twenty tracks of Fela. Took me an hour.
I may start on a mini Fela binge tomorrow. I’d start this evening but I’m planning a binge watch of Death Valley on that there iplayer. I like to get my binges in some sort of arbitrary order based upon absolutely nowt.
I’ll watch Death Valley tonight in solidarity
👍
Watched one last night and the second one tonight. Most enjoyable.
The reason why we all got used to 3 minute songs was 7’ singles and the jukebox. The songs sung by my older relatives at parties were much, much longer.
78rpm discs were the original template. 45rpm 7″ discs could hold more, but radio stations didn’t like pop songs to be more than 3 minutes. 3m30s tops to get airplay, though there were occasional long singles that sneaked onto the radio. Laurie Anderson’s “O Superman” was over 7 minutes.
Hey Jude and McArthur Park were a bit earlier.
And, later, How Soon Is Now? (6:44)
I don’t think the DJs had much input, really. The lighter, stronger vinyl 7″ single only has space for about 4 minutes when played at 45rpm. If you wanted your song played at the local milk bar’s jukebox in 1955 – it needed to be in that format.
I believe New Order produced a 7″ Blue Monday single especially for DJ Mike Read, because he had a big collection of jukeboxes that contained every top 10 hit for 50 years (something like that).
The longer songs came in when the jukebox faded and radio took over. Now you could play it at 33rpm. Or even 16rpm – I’m sure I saw that setting on one of our very old record players once.
Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana
I was born in 1970. A couple of years ago came the realisation that the end of World War I is closer to my birth than I am now. What the eff?
Who knows where the time goes …
It’ll be 40 years since Live Aid in a few weeks. 40 years before Live Aid, WW2 was still on.
Good grief!
Well, at least since Live Aid there has been no more war or starvation on the planet. In just 24 hours, us ’80s Pop Kids fixed the world.
Umm….
Time passes slowly up here in the daylight
We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right
Like the red rose of summer that blooms in the day
Time passes slowly and fades away
“Time’s slipping away
You have to make the most of your time
You don’t have time
Time
Open the door
Somewhere in the back of your mind
Child,
You don’t have time anymore”
Smokes rises up
And disappears
Stop counting days
Start counting years
My father died in his seventies, but it would have been his 100th birthday a few weeks ago. By coincidence, the daughter of some family friends had her first birthday on the same day, and they sent us some photos. I haven’t met her yet, as they live in India and we’re in London. But it seems odd that when I do, I will be meeting someone who could quite easily live on to at least 2100, and I also knew someone who was born in 1925. If you’d told me that when I was young, it would have seemed like something from science fiction.
The final song on Thea Gilmore’s new album of covers is called Tonight You BelongTo Me. I immediately thought I know this but I couldn’t place it. A quick google reveals it was a hit for Patience & Prudence in 1956. But Wiki informs me that it was written in 1926 and was a huge (presumably US) hit for Gene Austin in 1927. That’s quite scary to think that these days you can record a pop song that’s almost 100 years old
Time flies.
Somewhat ironically the trick ‘is’ to listen to Oasis, it doesn’t fly by quickly then.
Thanks. That helps
…funny though, because that’s their greatest hits album, and it’s quite long, and crammed full of ‘not as good as they used to be’ songs.
During the Bank Holiday Monday downpour yesterday, I turned two and a half hours into two and a half minutes. By pre-recording links for an hour-long radio show.
It is amazing how many takes I had to make to get everything out without stumbling over my words, mumbling, um-ing and er-ing, then to edit out the pauses for breath/thought, adjusting levels, etc.
It took longer than recording and editing the 55 minutes of music in the show.