Wednesday, 30 September 2015
Cream: Farewell Concert 1968, aside
Never Mind the Paint Splodges
Watching this wonderful BBC film of the Cream concert tonight on Sky Arts [ignore the hypercritisicm of nerds about sound quality, visual continuity, 'not their greatest live performance' observations] and there is a twee anachronistic narration by Patrick Allen that interjects in the playing of Spoonful - all plum BBC received pronunciation - that is so pompous and pedantic about the use of a visual medium in such performances/recordings which is in reality the simple projection of moving paint splodges common at the time [popularised by Pink Floyd?]. I love that orchestrated juxtaposition of old/new culture: the established validating the 'other' by its superior overview, whether critical or explaining - the very act of commentating an acknowledgement of its existence even if there is a controlling element to that describing.
Watching this wonderful BBC film of the Cream concert tonight on Sky Arts [ignore the hypercritisicm of nerds about sound quality, visual continuity, 'not their greatest live performance' observations] and there is a twee anachronistic narration by Patrick Allen that interjects in the playing of Spoonful - all plum BBC received pronunciation - that is so pompous and pedantic about the use of a visual medium in such performances/recordings which is in reality the simple projection of moving paint splodges common at the time [popularised by Pink Floyd?]. I love that orchestrated juxtaposition of old/new culture: the established validating the 'other' by its superior overview, whether critical or explaining - the very act of commentating an acknowledgement of its existence even if there is a controlling element to that describing.
Tuesday, 29 September 2015
John Lydon Interview
Weasel and the Wonderful
I've never watched one of Piers Morgan's TV interviews, not liking the weaselly man, so that says something about the appeal of John Lydon that I did watch their recent television chat [and I post a picture with one of the two's back to camera].
It was a wonderful talk from Lydon who seems a genuinely individual character, full of creative energy, honesty, compassion, and a cast-iron love and affection for family and friends. There were times when PM tried to cut him off or to pursue a question at the expense of allowing Lydon to explore/expand [though I accept that there seemed to be some regular editing] and yet John would persist - he always answered and spoke with absolute transparency, and a large dose of common sense and wisdom. Quite impressive. It reminded me - a little obtusely but nonetheless pertinently - of the negative image and attendant expectation attached to Corbyn and McDonnell and how their calm forthrightness in recent public appearances has completely contradicted the cynical predictions. Perhaps Lydon could join the Shadow Cabinet as Minister for Culture.
Having listened to Lydon's latest album in his band Public Image Limited, reviewed here, I want to mention that I have revisited this and it is excellent and actually deserves a more detailed, complimentary and less 'witty' review then the one I wrote and posted - but this acknowledgement will have to do. There has also very recently been a release of the remastered PiL back-catalogue and I intend to check this out, genuinely excited as it will be completely new to me.
I've never watched one of Piers Morgan's TV interviews, not liking the weaselly man, so that says something about the appeal of John Lydon that I did watch their recent television chat [and I post a picture with one of the two's back to camera].
It was a wonderful talk from Lydon who seems a genuinely individual character, full of creative energy, honesty, compassion, and a cast-iron love and affection for family and friends. There were times when PM tried to cut him off or to pursue a question at the expense of allowing Lydon to explore/expand [though I accept that there seemed to be some regular editing] and yet John would persist - he always answered and spoke with absolute transparency, and a large dose of common sense and wisdom. Quite impressive. It reminded me - a little obtusely but nonetheless pertinently - of the negative image and attendant expectation attached to Corbyn and McDonnell and how their calm forthrightness in recent public appearances has completely contradicted the cynical predictions. Perhaps Lydon could join the Shadow Cabinet as Minister for Culture.
Having listened to Lydon's latest album in his band Public Image Limited, reviewed here, I want to mention that I have revisited this and it is excellent and actually deserves a more detailed, complimentary and less 'witty' review then the one I wrote and posted - but this acknowledgement will have to do. There has also very recently been a release of the remastered PiL back-catalogue and I intend to check this out, genuinely excited as it will be completely new to me.
Monday, 28 September 2015
John Martyn - One World Deluxe Edition, album review
John Flying By
I would seem to have abandoned my 'Top Fifty' album blogging, but haven't intentionally, and will return one day, somewhat like the skeins of birds flying across in the beautiful autumnal sky as I look out the window - two arrows recently - with the horizon tinged a pale pink and promising a fine day tomorrow.
Just felt like that.
And there goes another one, but just an arrowhead of five birds. The previous full skein [though I guess amount is necessarily variable] had one tagging along behind at some distance, and it did seem pathetic, and I can't see how it will/would catch up.
To John Martyn: all of his 'major' albums will be in my Top Fifty, One World so clearly a member, so I will save an actual full review for that fly-by. For now, I simply want to reference the sublime second disc in this remastered Deluxe Edition which contains five live tracks from John's 1976 Regent's Park set, and then a host of alternate takes on songs from the main album. He is in beautiful voice, live and studio, not quite the jazzier predominance yet, and some of the guitar work on the live set, especially One World, is superb. As it all would be. Alternate takes are always engaging, and there can never be too much of Martyn, too much missed.
I would seem to have abandoned my 'Top Fifty' album blogging, but haven't intentionally, and will return one day, somewhat like the skeins of birds flying across in the beautiful autumnal sky as I look out the window - two arrows recently - with the horizon tinged a pale pink and promising a fine day tomorrow.
Just felt like that.
And there goes another one, but just an arrowhead of five birds. The previous full skein [though I guess amount is necessarily variable] had one tagging along behind at some distance, and it did seem pathetic, and I can't see how it will/would catch up.
To John Martyn: all of his 'major' albums will be in my Top Fifty, One World so clearly a member, so I will save an actual full review for that fly-by. For now, I simply want to reference the sublime second disc in this remastered Deluxe Edition which contains five live tracks from John's 1976 Regent's Park set, and then a host of alternate takes on songs from the main album. He is in beautiful voice, live and studio, not quite the jazzier predominance yet, and some of the guitar work on the live set, especially One World, is superb. As it all would be. Alternate takes are always engaging, and there can never be too much of Martyn, too much missed.
Saturday, 26 September 2015
Friday, 25 September 2015
Don Henley - Cass County [Deluxe Edition], album review
Walking on Water
You could always walk across the rivulet from the Eagles to
Country without getting your knees wet, their kind of lightly C&W-splashed Americana
prefaced by similar crossings with The Byrds and then so many others. Don
Henley isn’t trying to re-write the American Country Songbook either with the
tracks on this confident album: instead he takes generic but polished songs and
invites classy guest singers to partner on some with their sweet as well as strutting
deliveries.
Henley also surprises – not so much in covering Tift
Merrit’s Bramble Rose or the fact
that Miranda Lambert sings on it, but because the other guest vocalist is Mick
Jagger who revisits his own Country flirtings, superbly. I’ll just immediately
move from this opener to tenth When I
Stop Dreaming because the other distinctive guest vocalist here is the great
Dolly Parton, and she and Henley harmonise in one more example of perfection in
that long line of exquisite Parton duets.
Returning to the opening tracks: second The Cost of Living goes, however, for a proper swim in Country
waters by sharing the singing speedos with Merle Haggard, though I immediately
apologise for the image in your mind I may have drawn. When Haggard picks up
the second verse, and pedal steel accompanies, it is an authoritative partnership
in terms of making it clear this album is more than just dipping toes in.
Third No, Thank You
goes for some up-tempo cred with country rock, and fourth Waiting Tables goes with the Country Lyric Menu and picks a
narrative about everyday hope in an everyday job for an everyday person - she’s just waiting tables biding her time ‘til
there’s somewhere else to go….until
one rainy night a handsome man came in, and you guessed it, they talked and talked until the moon went
down….yet don’t get your own hopes up too much, but in the morning he was gone. Bugger. Another year or two and she’ll be moving on. Actually, not as
hopeful as I had hoped, but at least rooted in the reality of everyday pain.
Handsome man is just
a little twee, isn’t it?
Fifth Take a Picture
of This evokes the happiness of a
couple with a family that did make it, but the sad realism of the song is in
the reflection on loss and change – no reason
to remain – where when you spend all
your time living in the past with all
those picture that you took prompts the harsh lines here’s one more for the book - take a picture of this: this is me leaving; take a picture of this: this
is me walking away.
Sixth Too Far Gone
is a song that sounds most like a country melody from an Eagles album, in
parts, but this too is steeped in the Western end, with more pedal steel and
plaintive storytelling that is heart-tugged with fiddle and the narrator’s altruism
of loving the woman who has gone but always wishing her well.
On the next track That
Old Flame, Henley teams up with Country royalty’s Martine McBride, and it
is a song that fills a space well enough. The point is that these are all fine
tracks with, as here, fine company, but they are not breaking new ground.
However, on eighth, the well-known Jesse Winchester Brand New Tennessee Waltz, it sounds fresh because it is such a
bright and breezy song.
I am in danger of working through every song as I so often do [listening to a whole album as I write] so I’ll just shift forward a little and mention one final caveat, though stress this is in the overall absolute appreciation for the country embrace of Henley’s new release: there are some occasions where too much buff and shine is at the expense of melody/memorableness, exacerbated, for example, by the interminable repeat of an ordinary chorus on eleventh track Praying for Rain [and I know there is an earnest ecological/farmer’s plight message in there].
There is a sweet version of Nilsson’s She Sang Hymns Out of Tune as track thirteen, fiddle and banjo
accompaniment leading into some beautiful tight harmony singing. This is a
lovely cover. Next Train in the Distance
is an autobiographical gem that builds atmospherically, pedal steel and harmony
and eventually an angelic chorus elevating the simple but strong melody to
meaningfully reflective heights. In many ways, it is a song more in Henley’s
normal songwriting comfort zone. Fifteenth, A
Younger Man, rues having grown old – you’re
an angel from the future, I’m an old devil from the past – and Henley sings
with the calm gravitas of someone who understands, perhaps even a genuine
honesty in rejecting false promises beyond: If
you're lookin' for believers in faith and hope and charity / Then you're lookin'
for a younger man, not me.
The Deluxe album closes on Where I Am Now, and for a Country album this is as rocking country
as the Eagles and it is a rouser with Henley’s slight vocal rasp in familiar glory.
Thursday, 24 September 2015
VA - Dazed And Confused A Stoned-Out Salute To Led Zeppelin, album review
If It Moves
A curio really, nothing intended to trump the originals I'm sure, so a set of spaced-out/stoned interpretations that don't alter the template that much though emulating altered states of mind through fuzz and extended other jams. With the 'hits' like Heartbreaker and the album's title song, it is impossible not to go through that aural gymnastics of listening to the cover whilst also hearing Zep at the same time. Echoes and divergences move together like wallpaper swirling up to the ceiling.
A curio really, nothing intended to trump the originals I'm sure, so a set of spaced-out/stoned interpretations that don't alter the template that much though emulating altered states of mind through fuzz and extended other jams. With the 'hits' like Heartbreaker and the album's title song, it is impossible not to go through that aural gymnastics of listening to the cover whilst also hearing Zep at the same time. Echoes and divergences move together like wallpaper swirling up to the ceiling.