SDE (I won’t post a link to avoid AW technical grief) has details of Traffic: The Studio Albums 1967-1974 vinyl box set.
6 albums (no Last Exit), out 17th May.
That’s another 120 notes gone…
Musings on the byways of popular culture
SDE (I won’t post a link to avoid AW technical grief) has details of Traffic: The Studio Albums 1967-1974 vinyl box set.
6 albums (no Last Exit), out 17th May.
That’s another 120 notes gone…
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I’ve been listening to the magnificent Chris Wood box set Evening Blue, which covers Chris’s career including, naturally, Traffic, unreleased solo work and sessions he did for various bands and artists, some well known (Free, John Martyn and Nick Drake) and others not so well known. One of the lesser known artists is someone called Gordon Jackson. Not the actor from Upstairs Downstairs, The Professionals and The Great Escape (the dumb ass, falling for “the oldest trick in the book”) but a guy who was apparently well regarded in the Midlands’ music scene at the end of the 60s. Until listening to this collection I’d never heard of him before (or if I had, I’d totally forgotten about him). He seems to have produced one album only Thinking Back, and then disappeared. There are three tracks on Evening Blue which feature all of Traffic. Other musicians involved were Jim King and Pole Palmer of Family and Julie Driscoll. It’s all very much of its time, but I rather like the tracks I’ve heard. I’ve posted a link to Song For Freedom. He was still living a couple of years ago, because there is a YouTube film of hm talking about » Continue Reading.
In 36 hours time My wife and I will be landing at Cork airport. We’ll queue for ages to pick up our hire car, and head west to The Kingdom Of Kerry. A couple of hours later we’ll drive over ‘Puck’s Bridge’ into the small town of Killorglin, head out towards Caragh Lake, and turn left into the entrance to Carrig House. The tiny, 16 room hotel has been owned and run by Frank & Mary Slattery for over 20 years. We’ve been going to this tiny bit of heaven for 18 years, since our honeymoon.
I have bloody earned this trip.
My 40 year battle against depression has taken a new turn since I asked for help, 7 weeks ago. The anti-depressants have really helped and the therapy is working wonders. Early days but I feel better than I have in many, many years.
This song, with Davy Spillane’s haunting pipes, transports me to that Kerry hotel, on the edge of the lake, with the mountains on the other side, anytime I want.
And I really, really want.