tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12864286075247495532024-03-13T23:33:56.827-05:00Filling In The GapsLittle House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-62239002134711179252017-01-20T22:33:00.000-06:002017-01-20T22:35:33.981-06:00"Absolutely"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;">Madness: "Absolutely"</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;">Original Release Date: 1980</span></b></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><b> </b> It's odd how often I refer to the past when writing about the albums I'm currently listening to. Especially when one considers I'm just now hearing many of them for the first time. So much for being hip on the music scene. I'm still catching up with tunes from the 1980's!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> That being said, the album, "Absolutely," by Madness is one that I can't help but feel nostalgic about. This record reminds me of a time in my life when I realized to my amazement, "Oh my God, people are listening to things other than Grunge?!" This was an actual thought that ran through my head during my first year of college. Suddenly the idea struck me, "There are sounds coming from places other than Seattle?" I found myself exposed to music that incorporated more complex instruments...music that contained lyrics that one could interpret...lyrics that were recited in a decipherable manner. The most alluring aspect of these new sounds was the fact that I didn't want to flip my car in the Red River from sheer depression after listening to them. Yes, in college I realized there was another reality out there that was not wrapped in flannel, and I have to say I was rather happy because my current scene was getting awfully stuffy...not to mention sweaty.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Among all the strange sounds I was introduced to during those days, I remember the genre of Ska being one of the most confusing for me. I silently wondered, "So it's now cool to play horns and wear ties? I thought that was just for band geeks." I'm proud to state that with time I developed a more mature comprehension of music and style. I now understand that, "band geeks," can be seriously boss. I also believe it was pioneers like the group Madness who made this concept possible. Songs like, "Baggy Trousers," "Take It Or Leave It," and, "Overdone," make this listener blush for the naivete of a young woman who didn't have a clue when it came to alternative music. I wish I could go back in time and hand her a copy of, "Absolutely." I think that girl would have thrown off her uncomfortably warm flannel right then and there.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><b> </b>Once upon a time a young pretentious art major refused to listen to Bob Dylan simply because everyone told her she should. Perhaps the term, "everyone," is a bit of an exaggeration. Okay, once upon a time a young stubborn art major refused to listen to Bob Dylan because her then boyfriend constantly insisted that she must. Yep, that statement sounds a bit more accurate. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> No matter how much time goes by I can't help thinking about, "he who shall remain unnamed," when I listen to Dylan records. I clearly remember his persistent argument, "I didn't like Bob Dylan's voice at first either! You have to concentrate on his lyrics and the stories he tells! Besides, you love Neil Young and listen to his singing!" While my ex-boyfriend is long gone his words still resonate with me and well...it's freak'n annoying. Of course, he was totally right. Luckily, not long after the last gasp of that relationship, I lifted my Bob Dylan ban and since have become quite the fan. I like to think of this occurrence as poetic justice...in more ways than one. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> This all being stated, I don't recall most Dylan fanatics ranting specifically about the album, "Planet Waves," and lately I've been wondering, "Why not?" This record is yet another magnificent collaboration between Bob Dylan and The Band. I can truly think of no other ensemble to better compliment Dylan's storytelling than Robbie Robertson's group of talented musicians. My favorite moments on, "Planet Waves," include the intensely romantic ballads of, "Going Going Gone," "Dirge," and, "Wedding Song." Honestly, the sublime sounds of this album inspires my tears for multiple reasons, but none make me more sad than all the time I wasted not listening to, "Planet Waves," out of sheer spite. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><b> </b>It's not uncommon for me to have a preconceived notion of what an album is going to sound like. Sometimes the expectation I've constructed in my head does not accurately define the actual sounds emanating from my stereo. When this happens it takes this blogger more than a few listens to form an honest opinion. Otherwise I simply find myself entangled in the idea, "Wait, this isn't right. Where's my 80's New Wave? I want angst damn it! Angst!" These were the exact sentences running through my head upon the first listen of, "Crocodiles," by Echo And The Bunnymen. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Eventually, after my initial confusion, I reminded myself most musicians experience an evolution process throughout their body of work. One can't judge a group's entire discography by their greatest hits collection. Basically, every band has to start somewhere. Apparently, by the sound of their debut album, the starting point for Echo And The Bunnymen was somewhere between Prog Rock and Punk. No wonder after my first listen I was left thinking, "Wha?"</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Despite these feelings of disorientation, I eventually found myself warming up to this new concept of a rather old band. In particular, it was the psychedelic soaked songs of, "Going Up," "Do It Clean," and, "Happy Death Men," that convinced me that this group's later, more Emo based work, is not necessarily their best. In conclusion, don't always trust the, "Crocodile," tears of Echo And The Bunnymen. They weren't always so brooding.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Thankfully, I didn't have to resort to violence when finding Marianne Faithfull's, "Strange Weather," at the Fargo Record Fair. At the time my father was distracted by his own quest for treasures. Actually I just yelled, "SQUIRREL!" and pointed in another direction before hastily paying for this album and stashing it in my tote bag. Like I said folks, vinyl shopping can get rough. I wasn't about to give this selection to my equally interested father. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> While I do feel slightly guilty for hoarding a prize both of us would certainly covet, I have to state, "I'M SO HAPPY I DID!" "Strange Weather," is an album featuring Marianne Faithfull's unique, and often haunting, interpretation of a selection of songs whose origins range from the 1930's to the 1980's. The most notable pieces on this album include a stark a cappella version of Leadbelly's, "I Ain't Goin' Down To The Well No More," the serene bohemian feel of Bob Dylan's, "I'll Keep It With Mine," and the ballroom swank of, "Penthouse Serenade." Mostly this blogger was amazed at how cohesive an album Faithfull was able to accomplish, despite the wide range of material she covered. Of course, having the the help of one of my favorite guitarists, Bill Frisell, along the way sure didn't hurt. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><b> </b>Basically, "Nativity In Black," is the first album of many at the Fargo Record Fair that spawned the reoccurring thought, "Well, this is definitely coming home with me." I instantly recognized this record's cover from my time spent working for the Barnes & Noble music department. Back then I remember looking at it and thinking, "Man, that looks like a kick ass line up of bands for a Black Sabbath Tribute!" Unfortunately, at the time I never got around to actually listening to this album. Today I regret this since I'm now convinced it contains music I could really party to. However now, many years later, I can truthfully state that, "Nativity In Black," is a record that's even fun to hear while sober.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> In this listener's opinion the highlights of, "Nativity In Black," include the recognizable rollicking guitar style of White Zombie, the smarmy sass of Ugly Kid Joe, and of course, the heavier than heavy vocals of Type O Negative that persuade even the most devout Christian listener to flash a little bit of the devil horns. However, when doing so make sure you've got your other hand free. As stated earlier, this is music that makes one want to slam a beverage or two and then crush the container on your forehead...even if that container says Starbucks on its' side.</span></div>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">One of
the first things I noticed about the album, “Mask,” by Bauhaus was the summary
that was written on the inside cover. It
read, “This is for when your sex is full of Voodoo. This is for when your clothes are
imaginary. This is for when your flesh
creeps and never comes back.” “SOLD!” I
thought as I anxiously put the album on my turntable. Honestly, at the time I doubted this record
could live up to such a glowing, (or perhaps in Goth speak it would be
glowering,) review. However, within the
first thirty seconds of the opening song I realized I was about to experience
something special. Not only did this
intoxicating mix of Goth and Punk fulfill the promise of making my, “flesh
creep,” it excited me so much I almost felt like my skin was on fire. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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is an accurate description of the music found on, “Mask.” The whole album possesses a sort of
dangerously alluring, “black magic,” vibe that overshadows any weaknesses that
may otherwise be present. Despite the
fact that this blogger found herself deeply entranced with these songs, I was
able to identify some flaws on the album.
The main one being I didn’t care for the lead singer’s voice. In fact, I found it to be fairly
generic. While the vocalist was clearly
passionate about what he was singing, his voice lacked the type of range I
would have liked to hear partnered with these compositions. To be totally honest I felt that when the
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song, “Of Lillies And Remains.” This piece
begins with an artsy spoken word introduction that is paired with staccato
percussion and random electric guitar picking.
The lyrics recited in choppy speech state, “To hide from Peter, who has
fallen to the old cold stone floor, wheezing and emitting a seemingly endless
flow of ectoplastmic goo from ears and mouth.”
Between these obscure lyrics and catchy beats a listener can’t help but
feel like doing something crazy like dancing creepily by firelight. Let me repeat that. This band inspires one to dance, simply by
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with the title, “Dancing.” The sounds of
this piece create a delightfully out of control feeling through the use of bass
lines and abstract horn trills. At the
same time Bauhaus is able to display impressive mastery over their music through
the use of mimicry and repetition. The
singer screams, “Dancing on flick knives, Dancing a stiletto groove, Dancing
our nine lives away, Dancing in the Louvreoeoeoeoe….” trilling the last word of
this phrase much like the horns that accompany him. It’s subtleties like this that elevate a good
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album include, “The Passion Of Lovers,” and, “In Fear Of Fear.” During, “The Passion Of Lovers,” a listener
is inspired to participate in the, “sing-song,” chorus. More than once I found myself uttering, “The
passion of lovers is for death said she, The passion of lovers is for
death.” All the while this addictive verse is combined with what sounds like low monk chanting. Of course, Bauhaus is too interesting of a
band to leave it at simply that. Instead
they intermix peaceful chants with the sounds of tense guitar jangles. In the end an intense juxtaposition of serene
calm mixed with the disturbed is displayed.
In addition, this feeling of mainstream accessibility continues during
the song, “In Fear Of Fear.” The track begins with a Punk rock introduction that
would make any stick in the mud want to fist pump along to the
strangeness. Of course, the fact that
this is the, “black magic band,” Bauhaus is enough to make a listener a tad
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the album to be the most remarkable. The
title track, “Mask,” possesses a sludgy, almost pulse-like, beat that conjured
images of someone trying to painfully crawl up a mountain. Halfway through the piece this song
inconceivably transforms into something seriously beautiful. I use the word inconceivable because I simply
don’t understand how Bauhaus does it. I
guess its just songs like, “Mask,” that prove that this band is definitely into
the dark arts and they’re quickly recruiting.
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Date: 1973 Record Plant Studios<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">I don’t
think it’s false to state many people believe Yoko Ono destroyed The
Beatles. While this accusation may not
be entirely untrue, it’s this blogger’s opinion that she perfected the individual,
John Lennon. I’ll freely admit to the
fact that I’m not always wild about Lennon singing with The Beatles, but when
John sang to Yoko it’s a whole different story. It’s a story about something more than simply a music legend. In my opinion, the John Lennon
who wrote about Yoko Ono was someone more relatable. During this period of his career he came
across as just a man who obviously loved a woman. As a result he created some
absolutely beautiful music for her. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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example of Lennon’s unapologetic devotion to Yoko can be found during the song,
“Out Of The Blue.” This fantastic ballad
features a simpatico relationship between not only piano and guitar, but also
man and woman. Lennon passionately
breaks into the lyrics, “Every day I thank the Lord and Lady,” emphasizing a
rather forward thinking opinion towards gender equality. Later he continues with an almost primal
growl, “All my life’s been a long slow knife
I was born just to get to you
Anyway I survived long enough to make you my wife.” It’s lyrics like this that make a blogger’s
knees go weak. The song, “Out Of The
Blue,” is an example of one of the world’s largest superstars unabashedly stating
he lives only for a woman. At the time John
Lennon was a 1970's rock star without machismo! Instead, he was a man with a modern way of expression. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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found in several songs on the album. A good example of this is the piece, “Bring
On The Lucie.” This song features the
futuristic floaty sounds of guitar mixed with horns. As a
result, Lennon created the perfect euphoric composition to compliment yet
another one of his peace anthems. In
addition, more contemporary sounds can be found during the song, “One
Day At A Time,” where dreamy vocals lull a listener into John and Yoko’s seemingly Utopian love affair. While this blogger
will admit that some of this pair's combined work can come off as pretentious,
it’s my opinion that the songs featured on the album, “Mind Games,” does this
while still encouraging a listener to, “Come and be pompous with us.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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me want to join the John and Yoko, "commune," more than the title track, “Mind Games.” I have to admit that it places at
least in my personal Top 50 songs ever. I
love the music’s’ mantra sound. I also adore
the drippy idealism of the lyrics. However, mostly I admire the conviction John
Lennon displayed towards the topics of love and peace. He sang, “Love is the answer and you know
that for sure.” A person hears this and walks away thinking, “Damn it, he’s right! How can it be so simple?” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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done playing reality returns to a listener.
“The answer,” is not so simple. Even
for a huge star like John Lennon things obviously did not go perfect. However, while listening to this record of
love and peace this blogger can’t help but get caught up in its’ promises. While I'm admittedly not an expert in the actual
history of John Lennon, I do know that he composed stunning songs that
displayed extreme humility when it came to the topic of love. This is something even modern day male
performers rarely do. In addition,
Lennon focused a lot of these forward thinking tendencies toward the concept of peace. He sang, “I want you to make love not
war I know you’ve heard it before.” I want to answer him by stating, “Yeah, I’ve
heard it before but I’ve never wanted to believe it so bad.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br />Little House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-21489717207709576532016-06-29T19:23:00.000-05:002016-06-29T19:23:26.584-05:00"Every Picture Tells A Story"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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held so dear to my heart. Up until this
point I’ve been subconsciously pussyfooting around my favorite records. It’s like I feel unworthy to write about
them. I can’t quite manifest the mystery
of their, “greatness,” into words.
Basically, despite my flair for alliteration, I have no right to write
about them! However, finally I feel
ready to tackle the albums that make me feel so, "much," I finally have proof I’m
not a robot. In contrast, the music
emanating from my turntable this week was so perfect it caused me to suspect
that the musicians involved couldn’t possibly be human. To state it simply, no earthly being could
construct sounds this spotless. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Rod Stewart kicks off with its rollicking title track. Instantly, this listener found herself deliriously
happy. Suddenly, the year is 1971 and Rod
is lamenting in his trademark rasp, “I was accused!” In this blogger’s opinion it’s undeniable
that certain songs become anthems of their time. It does not escape this listener’s attention that during the 1970’s there were musicians that undeniably contributed more introspective subject matter than what Rod Stewart provided. However when I hear a song like, “Every
Picture Tells A Story,” smothered in blues and gospel, and served up with Rod’s
signature sass I can’t help but smile and think, “Damn, they just don’t make ‘em
like that anymore.” By the end of this
song a listener finds themselves in a near feverish frenzy, praising the chants of Stewart’s soulful backup singers. “Every picture tells a story, don’t it?” they
resound and this listener can’t help but sing along in appreciation of a decade
that’s music often defines classic rock. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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in the realm of ballads. Both, “Seems
Like A Long Time,” and, “Tomorrow Is A Long Time,” display Stewart’s uncanny
ability to meld less mainstream genres of music into extremely accessible songs
that appeal to a wider audience.
Suddenly, the old time folksy sound that one would think could only appeal to other musicians, the elderly, and elitists becomes interesting to
everyone. It’s this listener’s opinion
that other than his unique voice, the knack for creating accessibility is Rod's greatest feature. OK, and his hair...gotta love his hair. In addition, Stewart achieves universal appeal by using wit and
humor in his lyrics. Basically, even
when Stewart’s singing a serious ballad it seems probable that he's got a smirk on his face
and a sparkle in his eye.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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find this piece to be heavily pop driven, I notice several instruments being used that I can't identify. “Is that a ukulele,” I found myself
wondering. Despite my obvious lack of
expertise when it comes to identifying string instruments, I am still able to
seriously, “get down,” with my folk self.
Rod sings, “All you did was wreck my bed And in the morning kicked me in
the head,” and a listener can’t help but smile along in agreement. “Been there buddy,” this blogger thought
while marveling at Stewart’s awesome ability to make unpleasant situations, enjoyable.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Wind,” and, “Reason To Believe.”
Musically, I admit that the folk inspired, “Mandolin Wind,” is far
superior to my other choice. However, “Reason
To Believe,” has been a favorite of mine since I was a kid. Again, I would like to emphasize how accessible
this record is to its audience. I mean come on, Stewart
and his band were able to transform the mature sounds of string instruments into something fun for a child to listen to. In fact, </span></span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">if I were asked today the
perfect word to sum up an album like, “Every Picture Tells A Story,” I would
say fun.</span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Actually, fun doesn’t quite do
it justice.</span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I would describe this record
as delightful, frivolous, and amusing.</span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">
</span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">You know, exactly like Rod’s hair.</span></div>
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Album (Purchased at Last Stop CD Shop,
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">To begin
I’d like to ask a question, “Can an albums’ worth be solely based on
the scream of one man?” My first
instinct would be to answer, “No, of course not.” However, its records like, “Come On Pilgrim,”
by the Pixies that make me hesitate. I
guess I simply want to take notice of the fact that a lot can be communicated
through merely a scream...especially if it’s vocalist, Black Francis, who’s
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> To begin, I consider myself a huge fan of
the Pixies. What can I say, I was an art
major in college during the end of the 1990’s. There was simply no way for me to avoid this
bands’ music. That being said it’s
extremely hard for me to listen to a Pixies album and not feel instantly transformed
back into the paint covered, chain smoking, flannel wearing delinquent I used
to be. As a result this music always
gives me a kind of anxious feeling. As soon
as I hear the first note to one of their songs I start to feel like I’m doing
something bad. This is due to the fact that
admittedly I’ve done a lot of, “shady,” things while listening to these tunes. To clarify, I’ve partied a lot to the Pixies.
For someone who has been proudly sober
for five years these parties signify a lot of bad stuff…oh ok, and some serious
fun too. Despite the fact that many of
my memories from this time are pretty murky, I clearly recall what was usually
playing on the stereo. I probably should
since I was the one demanding to hear it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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intoxicating about the music of the Pixies.
Drunk or sober one can’t help but feel slightly out of control while listening to these songs. An audience is
given merely a glimmer of what they’re in for during the album, “Come On
Pilgrim,” with the opening track, “Caribou.”
During this song a listener is introduced to vocalist Black Francis’
rather unsettling voice. Through its’ frequent
ragged breaks a tension is clearly evident.
This is despite the fact that
lyrically one can’t understand a word this man is singing. Finally, he hauntingly wails the one word a
listener can clearly understand. “Caribou…”
Francis sings, leaving this blogger still mystified by what this song could
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continues with songs like, “Vamos,” and, “Isla De Encanta,” both of which are recited
in what seems like an anarchist’s hybrid of Spanish and English. If I didn’t know better I’d say the Pixies
were actually just screaming nonsense to abstract guitar riffs. However, upon
looking up the translation of these songs I learned that, “Isla De Encanta,”
means island of enchantment or love.
During this particular song Black Francis gives his signature tortured
scream in between verses stating, “Island of Enchantment I’m leaving!” Despite the fact that this vocalist’s sound
always seems so out of control he’s about to physically jump off a ledge, his
lyrics indicate that this chaos is actually planned.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Dead.” While I appreciate transcendent
guitar playing paired with anthem type background vocals, I have to attribute the success of a song like, “Ed Is
Dead,” to the lead vocals. Here
Black Francis musters some seriously unhinged, “AYAYAYAY’S,” that transform his
otherwise effeminate voice to something similar to a yipping rabid dog. Here again, due to ambiguous lyrics, a
listener can’t be sure why, “Ed Is Dead.”
However, after hearing Black Francis’ crazed screams, an individual sure
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Pilgrim,” is a little more accessible to the average listener. The instrumental arrangements of songs
like, “The Holiday Song,” and, “Nimrod’s Son,” are reminiscent of early surf
music…with questionable topics of morality…and some foul language. Just think of it like this….surfing is
something that seems out of human control.
The Pixies also seem out of control and their music often makes me feel
like I’m drunk. As a result the album,
“Come On Pilgrim,” makes me want to get super trashed and hop on a surf
board. Of course, this would most likely
result in my death by drowning. I have
no doubt that Black Francis would pervert the whole incident by shrieking that this was the whole plan from the beginning.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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about death. As my favorite song on this
album states, someone will surely be there to, “Levitate Me.” During this piece Francis whines, “Come on
pilgrim You know he loves you Levitate me
Higher Place Levitate Me.” It’s hard for this listener not to attach
religious connotations to this song. In
fact, this blogger finds it impossible to reach the end of, “Come On Pilgrim,”
and not experience something slightly spiritual. When I listen to this record I can’t help but
envision something in between a daydream and a nightmare. I see myself diving right into this music in pursuit
of the Isla De Encanta. Suddenly I
realize I can’t swim! I end up flailing
around in filthy surroundings all the while screaming, choking, and drooling. I’m physically and emotionally exhausted from
trying to save myself and finally when I think I will never regain control
again someone is there to, “Levitate Me.”
Huh, when one really considers it listening to the Pixies is exactly
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">To begin,
I can confidently state that from the first note of The Go-Go’s album, “Beauty
And The Beat,” this blogger was certain she had time warped back to the most
fun party of 1981.
The key word in that last sentence is, “fun,” because that’s exactly the
perfect description of these lawless ladies. Even before actually hearing this record, I
found myself lured by its’ feminine wiles.
Its’ promiscuous cover art combined with an, "Oh, so girly," pink album
jacket made only one statement to this blogger.
“I may not be smart, but I’m going to be a good time,” it seemed to be
saying. Who can resist seduction like
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with the lighthearted classic, “Our Lips Are Sealed.” Here lead vocalist, Belinda Carlisle, laments
about the burdens of being the center of gossip. Of course, a song like this merely sparks more interest in the rumors.
A listener finds themselves humming along to lyrics like, “Can you hear
them Talk about us Telling lies
Well that’s no surprise,” and they start to wonder, "What are the
scantily clad women on this album cover up too?"
Admittedly, the only answer this
blogger could come up with was, "Obviously a good time." Through pure pop prose these women coolly
shrug it all off by singing, “It doesn’t matter what they say In the jealous games people play Our lips are sealed.” To which all I could think was, “Ho-hum, nobody ever
talks about me anymore.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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with another mega hit, “We Got The Beat.” Here, more than ever, The Go-Go’s start to
resemble the ultimate girl gang. A
listener is bombarded by an absolutely irresistible combination of upbeat tempo
and repetitive lyrics that leave a person begging to join the club. During this song, I couldn’t help but feel
like the nerdy girl who stays home on Saturday nights. I found myself listening to these ultra-cool
chicks and wanted to assure them, “Hey, I got the beat too. No really, I do!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> Admittedly, the second side of, “Beauty And
The Beat,” does have some weaker moments.
However, these are quickly overshadowed by the stronger pieces on the
album. Highlights from this record
include songs like, “Fading Fast,” and, “Skidmarks On My Heart.” Here The Go-Go’s seem to channel the girl groups
of the past. Despite an obvious lack of
literary lingo, these songs possess the kind of charming metaphorical lyrics
that were present in the music of the 1950's.
During, “Skidmarks On My Heart,” the band declares, “Skidmarks on my
heart You’ve got me in fifth You’re burning rubber like my love.” This blogger was amazed to realize these
ridiculous lyrics actually became seriously likable when combined with a surf
type musical arrangement. Likewise, during, “Fading Fast,” mediocre lyrics are combined with irresistible
background vocals that inevitably give this song a retro feel. As a result, if I were asked to compare The
Go-Go’s to any other band I would probably state they’re most like The
Ramones. Not only do these ladies heartily
accomplish a pop punk feel, they also give a respectful nod to the music of the
past. I'm embarrassed to admit I thought The Ramones were
the only punk band giving props to doo wop.
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Finally, my favorite song on the album, “Beauty
And The Beat,” is,“Lust To Love.” I
believe it sums up my feelings towards this record the best. Carlisle sings, “Lust to love Was the last thing I was dreaming of And now all I want is just to love Lust turned to love.” During these lyrics all I can think of is how
I almost didn’t buy this album when I saw it at the record store. “The Go-Go’s,” I thought. “Were they ever really that cool?” While pondering this, I turned the album over in my hands and noticed, in tiny print, a thank you message written by the band acknowledging the groups
Madness and The Specials. “Wait, they
were always super cool!” I instantly thought.
Suddenly, my girly guilty pleasure transformed to true love. An all-girl pop punk band that writes tunes worthy
of The Ramones.
How did these women get so cool? I guess it’s fairly clear that we’ll never
know, because as the Go-Go’s always said, “Our lips are sealed.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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I feel it’s necessary to confess that I may not be the most impartial person to
review a Cat Stevens album. Basically, I
want to fess up to the fact that every time I listen to a record by this artist
I get all gooey inside and find myself eventually morphing into one big
emotional pile…of love…and hope…and even sadness. However, Cat’s music has a way of making one
feel extremely peaceful toward any emotion he may ignite in a listener. Actually, this blogger is willing to wager that
spreading the feeling of inner harmony was always the end goal for such an
introspective artist. This last
statement reminds me that my brother once confessed he had spent an entire
afternoon listening to the music of Cat Stevens. As a result, he stated that he was, “So damn
happy he just wanted to find something to punch.” This statement stuck with me. I eventually constructed the hypothesis that
listening to a Cat Stevens record is like taking anxiety medication. It immediately forces a listener to calm down
despite any present tension. It just
makes sense that certain individuals may experience a feeling similar to panic
as a result of just how comfortable they can become. In other words, happiness does not come
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from my turntable these last two weeks I can confidently state that the artist,
Cat Stevens, makes the topic of joy seem effortless. I can’t think of better proof of this statement
than the opening lyrics of the album’s first song. During, “The Wind,” our singer proclaims, “I
listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul.”
It’s my opinion that this one lyric sums up the entire feel of the
record, “Teaser And The Firecat.” So, if
you happen to be one of those people who hear this type of thing and think, “Nah,
I’m not game for that hippie shit,” walk away.
Seriously, just walk away now.
However, if you thrive under the spell of mysterious songwriter types
who tackle weighty topics like spirituality through the simplicity of acoustic
guitar, then hold on to your undoubtedly patchouli soaked hat because you’re
about to meet the king of this genre. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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“Teaser And The Firecat,” include the song, “If I Laugh.” During this piece a listener is reminded that
this artist’s enormous talent is not only evident in his guitar playing, but also
his singing. I found myself surprised to
realize that the strongest part of this particular song was not while Cat was
actually reciting his lyrics. Instead I favored
the spaces in between. Here, the artist
filled lyrical voids with some rather impromptu sounding, “da, da, da, da, da,
dasss…” that possessed enough casual grace to actually spotlight this
song. In this blogger’s opinion, not
every artist can hum a little tune and make it sound legitimately passionate. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Broken,” takes the topic of passion to a new level by introducing the theme of
spirituality. The thing I appreciate
most about Cat Stevens’ obvious loyalty to his faith is his ability to make it
accessible to an individual belonging to any denomination. During this song it becomes clear that Cat
believes God can be found all around a person, especially in aspects of
nature. He sings, “Morning has broken,
like the first morning. Blackbird has
spoken, like the first bird.” While
listening to Stevens’ joyous prose, accompanied by crystal clear piano, this
blogger couldn’t help but acknowledge the beauty all around her. I too began to contemplate who may be
responsible for the wondrous things in the universe. What did I tell you folks?, “hippie shit.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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throughout this album’s duration. Classic
songs like, “Moonshadow,” and, “Peace Train,” concentrate on themes similar to
spirituality. These topics often regard
the idea of finding beauty in the unexpected.
A solid example of this can be found during, “Moonshadow,” where almost
ominous lyrics create a kind of fable that eventually transforms into the
simple lesson that there’s a good side to every situation. Likewise, the song, “Peace Train,” tells a similar
story. Here Stevens’ lyrics concentrate
not only on the sadness of, “the world as it is,” but also the joy of, “good
things to come.” No matter what way Cat
Stevens tosses it, one can’t help but feel like this coin is going to land face
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“Teaser And The Firecat,” is, “How Can I Tell You.” Much like the first song on the album, this
song expresses great beauty through total simplicity. To clarify, a casual listener may interpret
the lyrics of this song as nothing special.
However, it’s this blogger’s opinion that these lyrics possess the
honesty of someone having a private conversation with another individual. It’s this honesty that reflects a feeling of
true love. I guess when it comes down to
it, I seriously suspect Cat Stevens was in love when he originally sang this
song. In fact, to expand on this
statement, I really believe this artist praises the morning. I believe he listens to the wind of his soul,
and he still waits to catch the peace train…and you know what, this hippie
can’t quit smiling about all of it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Dance: “Dead Can Dance”<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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Album: (Purchased at Total Drag Sioux
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">I want to
begin this review by admitting that I’m not an expert in regards to Goth
music. However, it seems to be a genre that I’m often drawn to
and I find this occurrence almost as mysterious as the music itself. To clarify, I often relate the Goth sound to
stark instrumental arrangements, accompanied by undecipherable
monotonous singing. While I’m open to giving
even the artsiest piece of crap at least one spin on my turntable, I have to
admit that some experimental giants in the music industry are
simply above my head. It’s been my
experience that the Goth scene possesses more than a few of these types of
artists. Yet, I constantly find myself coming back for
more in some kind of effort to gain access to a world that I can’t seem to
fully understand. I mean, for God’s sake
I don’t even like to wear black that often.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> Keeping this in mind, I would like to state
that the self-titled album by Dead Can Dance is a true Goth record I
can honestly enjoy…after I trained myself to appreciate the more subtle aspects
of music, like percussion and tempo…throughout the course of about twenty
listens. What I’m saying here is an
album like, “Dead Can Dance,” is intellectual music and requires a little
patience from its' listener. Of course,
some of us nonintellectual types don’t use a lot of head space thinking. Therefore, we have a lot of down time to practice patience.
I can honestly state now, “Boy, am I glad I had all that time!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> As soon as this album began with the instrumental song, “Fatal Impact,” it became clear to this listener that I was going to be
reviewing an album unlike any I've written about up to this point. Many of the records I've reviewed on this
blog have revolved around narrative based music, otherwise known as songs that tell a story
through lyrics. Despite the fact the album, "Dead Can Dance," has two lead vocalists perform on it, I believe
the instrumental introduction to this record best defines their signature sound. Here a listener is confronted with hollow drum beats and faint noises that this blogger can only compare to the sounds of a whipping wind. Instantly, this music
feels raw and almost primal. Of course, it
certainly doesn’t hurt that the band chose the imagery of a tribal mask for this
album’s cover art.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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its’ second song, “The Trial,” which initially was a major let down for this listener, considering I anticipated an extraordinary voice to accompany such
unique sounds. However, I found the utterances of vocalist, Brendan Perry, to be exactly what I’ve previously encountered with the Goth genre.
I ask you, “Why do Goth’s always have to sound bored?! I mean, what could be more brooding than a
good hard scream? I always thought
emotion was shown by intonation.”
Unfortunately, I found Perry’s vocal performance during, “The Trial,” to
be just another monotonous Goth stereotype and I began to feel like I may be in
for one unremarkable ride.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Luckily, I was wrong due to the fact that
Dead Can Dance had another singer by the name of Lisa Gerrard. While I’ll state that this albums’ strengths
are definitely owed to its’ percussive arrangements, I will admit that the
presence of Gerrard’s voice was also a major attribute. During the song, “Ocean,” it’s Gerrard’s
wails that again return a listener back to the primitive world introduced in the beginning of this album.
Her voice is reminiscent of the waves this songs' title eludes too,
spawning feelings of mystery regarding the earth and its natural elements. It doesn’t seem to matter that a listener can’t
understand a word this vocalist is singing.
All that matters while listening to a song like, “Ocean,” is the mood
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Gerrard’s talent is again showcased during
songs like the weighty, “Musica Eternal.”
Here, instruments this blogger can’t even define create the haunting echo
of something akin to music. I can only
describe this songs' sound as reminiscent of the euphoric calm one feels right
before falling asleep. In fact, this
blogger found herself doing exactly that more often than once while listening
to this album. Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t because I was bored by the music.
In fact, I would say a more accurate description would be I was lulled. Between the mysterious sounds created by the
combination of synthesizers and Gerrard’s voice, this blogger felt eased into almost
another reality. In this reality there were
no such things as stress or time. In
fact, I would argue that time is a concept the band Dead Can Dance is not acquainted
with, considering at no point during this record could a listener guess when this album was recorded. I
guess that’s the beauty of Goth, it’s so abstract it transcends time. No wonder black has always been such a
popular color.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br />Little House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-71938839071439061482016-04-06T19:52:00.000-05:002016-04-06T19:52:24.847-05:00"Mothership Connection"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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sounds like? I guess I had never given
it much thought until I recently picked up the album, “Mothership Connection,”
by Parliament. I’ve always thought the
outer limits looked super funky with their psychedelic colors and star swirls,
but I never suspected they sounded that way too. The topics of space and funk never seemed
that obvious to me. Of course after
listening to this classic album by George Clinton and his, “Martian,” tribe I
find myself slapping my forehead with the realization, “What the hell else would
space sound like?! What could possibly be more funky than the universe?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Connection,” is one of those records you’ve heard a million times without recognizing it. In other words, I can’t
recall another album that has been sampled more by different artists. There were various moments while
listening to this record that I found myself realizing, “Wait, I know this! Where have I heard this before?” After some casual research I discovered that
pieces of, “Mothership Connection,” have been used by about fifty different
artists! I guess I should take
the time to thank Dr. Dre and Snoop Dogg for trying to educate this obviously
unfunky Midwestern woman in her mid-thirties.
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on Parliament’s album, the title track, “Mothership Connection (Star Child)," is
probably the most prominently used one.
Upon actually hearing the original version of this song, it’s not hard
to understand why. This particular piece displays the absolute, "out of this world," talent of Parliament’s founder, George
Clinton. Over the last two weeks of
listening to this album I've come to the conclusion that this man is a
genius, (if not an alien.) During the course of the song, “Mothership
Connection,” this listener found herself getting swept away by visions of
funkiness that made her want to strap on a pair of moon boots with wheels and
hit the roller disco. The insane part of
this last statement is that Clinton’s album actually makes even the most uncoordinated individual truly believe they can do this! <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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aspect of the album, “Mothership Connection,” by Parliament is this group’s ability
to include humor in their often, spoken word, lyrics. During the song P. Funk, (Wants To Get Funked
Up), Clinton introduces the album as, “Home of the extraterrestrial brother.” He then announces they will be, “Doing it to
you in the ear hole." This statement seemed rather logical to me since these musicians are self-proclaimed extraterrestrial beings. "Who am I to define how their biology works?" I thought. While I’m not often drawn to humorous lyrics, I found Parliament’s
lightheartedness completely appropriate for the, “Funk in Space,” theme. I respected the fact that this was a group that
didn’t take themselves too seriously. As
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include the guitar and bass driven, “Unfunky UFO,” and of course the extraordinarily
catchy, “Give Up The Funk (Tear The Roof Off The Sucker)”. As a warning, the vocal chorus on, “Give Up
The Funk,” is so addictive this blogger found herself singing it for days. On the back of the album, “Mothership
Connection,” there’s a group of individuals described as, “Extraterrestrial Voices
& Good Time Hand Clappers.” I can
only assume these are the same people singing the chorus of, “Give Up The Funk.” Let it be known, it’s not always the
spaceship’s captain that guides the journey.
While I acknowledge George Clinton’s genius arrangements, I also
understand that the power behind Parliament’s path is partly provided by its’
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Of The Thumpasorus Peoples.” Here,
Clinton’s concept takes a turn towards deep space and the true abstract. Rather than focusing this song around a spacy
version of earthly concepts, Parliament transforms themselves into an alien
tribe that no longer is familiar with the sounds of conventional instruments, or even real
language for that matter. During this
song words are transformed to chants of complete nonsense, making this
listener believe she’s now encountered the most isolated beings in the
universe. I guess I always suspected complete
isolation could make one very, “funky.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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am alone, you are alone, and alone we face each other in order to eliminate
every misunderstanding. You see, I met
your organization the other day and in no way were they organized. Each had a different idea of me, as each was
alone and never knew it.” The above
excerpt is a quote I took from the back cover of the album, “Alarm Clock,” by
Richie Havens. While it certainly sounds
deep, I can’t be certain I truly understand its’ intended meaning. However, I chose to include it in my review
for two key reasons. The first being I
believe it to be a testament to the poetic artist it represents. The second reason I featured this quote is
due to the irony I felt while reading it.
While this tidbit seems to be a commentary hinting at the topics of tolerance
and the overall unique journey each of us individually faces throughout life,
this blogger couldn't help but feel like she’s part of some type of artistic community while
listening to this record. In other
words, even though I listened to, “Alarm Clock,” solo I never really felt alone. Perhaps this unexpected irony was the
intention of the artist, considering Richie Havens started his career as a beatnik
poet before actually discovering his undeniable talent as a musician. Intentional or not, I found the combination
of this quote and Havens' communal festival sound to be a genius contradiction
that inspired a lot of thought in this, often admittedly thoughtless, listener.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> “Alarm Clock,” begins with a cover of George
Harrison’s beloved song, “Here Comes The Sun.”
Upon noticing this title on the album I feared what another artist might do to such a classic. Now after
MULTIPLE listens I’m ashamed to have doubted the pure genius presented here by
Richie Havens and his band. Between the
absolutely absorbing beats of conga drums and the serenely calming pitch of
Havens' deep voice I’m ready to confess, with supreme humility, that I prefer
this version of the song to Harrison’s original. However, I want to make certain to acknowledge not only George Harrison’s extreme talent
in the music industry, but his seemingly remarkable devotion to spirituality and
introspection. Keeping this last
statement in mind, I can only reason that the like-mindedness of Richie Havens
regarding these topics made him an excellent candidate to perform Harrison’s song. Basically, my decision to favor Havens' version of, "Here Comes The Sun," is owed to the fact that I prefer his voice to Harrison's…and
those conga drums really didn’t hurt either.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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songs like, “To Give All Your Love Away,” and, “Younger Men Grow Older,” are
excellent examples of this artist’s ability to balance lyrics of peaceful
reflection with the complex sound of relaxing rasp.
It’s also notable to mention that during these songs Havens also
possesses a remarkable ability to display remarkable talent while simultaneously
remaining accessible to the everyday listener.
For example, this blogger immediately recognized the sheer skill of Havens' guitar and vocal abilities. However, I couldn’t help but feel like this artist was somehow secretly singing, “Come in!
Sing and dance with us! This
groove’s for you too!” And yes, I just wrote the word,
“groove.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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while listening to, “Alarm Clock.” While
Havens' voice is certainly one of my favorite aspects regarding this album, I
believe it needs to be clear that it would not be nearly as remarkable without the accompaniment of the talented musicians in his band. Outstanding examples of this can be found
during the songs, “Some Will Wait,” and, “Missing Train.” It’s this blogger’s opinion that the spirit
of both of these songs are dominantly driven by the featured percussion sections. Likewise, the entrancing piece, “Patient
Lady,” proves to be an unabashed threesome between two acoustic and one
electric guitar, leaving this listener lusting for more. I suspect it’s the overall talent displayed
by, not only Richie Havens, but also his entire band that makes this listener feel like the
album, “Alarm Clock,” contains commentary deeply rooted to the earth and all the people that inhabit it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Lastly, it’s impossible for me to choose the
song I like best on an album like, “Alarm Clock,” due to the fact that I adore all of them. It’s true troubadours like
Richie Havens that solidify my faith that at one time, not so long ago,
honest-to-God hippies existed. At that
time these sometimes outcast individuals may have recited introspective
verse like, “You see, I met your organization the other day and in no way were
they organized. Each had a different
idea of me.” I want to reassure anyone
reading this that the only idea I have regarding Richie Havens
is, “I can only hope he would have let me into his community of artists and
introspects, because judging by their music not only did these people really think, I
believe it's most likely they could seriously dance.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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time? I ask, because this blogger
experiences the urge at least once a week.
Unfortunately, despite all the progress modern day technology has made
in areas like cell phones and self-piloted automobiles, scientists still have not
figured out how to time travel. At least
I don’t believe they have. Until the, “powers
that be,” decide to reveal this mystery to the general public the only way I can
figure out how to travel back to let’s say…1982, is through music. It’s this blogger’s opinion that only perfect period piece albums like Duran Duran’s, “Rio,” are truly effective at doing
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> To state it simply the record, “Rio,” is a
pristine representation of 1980’s pop culture.
Heck, even this album's cover makes one feel like they’re sitting under a
hairdryer at some Beverly Hills salon, circa 1984. Yep, this artwork alone hints at the subjects
of excess and frivolity that dominated a decade often jaded by such topics. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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attraction to Duran Duran’s music does not just revolve around my obsession with
returning to the past. It would be
dishonest of me not to share that I also have personal reasons for loving this
album. Back in 1998, also known as my
first year of college in Fargo, ND, I found myself to be a much more social
person than I am today. As I’ve
mentioned in previous posts, often these social situations involved rampant
partying with a delightfully rag-tag bunch of like minded misfits. Specifically, there was one male individual
who would always show up at the same social functions I frequented. This person seemed to be a kind of mysterious, "loner type", who pretty much kept to himself, despite the fact that he was ALWAYS AROUND. As a result of his wallflower behavior, I probably would’ve never recognized his presence had it not been
for his appearance. I mean, the man had frosted teased hair and wore button down shirts, collar always popped, paired with preppy blazers!
I take back my earlier statement about time travel. He too was an instant time warp back to
1982. My friends and I never learned
this rather odd individual’s name. However, throughout the years we dubbed him, “Duran
Duran.” I will never forget the night we found ourselves finally new residents of
Minneapolis. A friend and I had gone to
a bar in order to celebrate our successful move to the city when we looked up
and she said something like, “No frigging way!
There’s Duran Duran!” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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have a strong affinity for this album.
Apparently, so did the rest of the country considering the success Duran
Duran experienced during their career. The album, "Rio," kicks off with its’ title track. This song showcases Duran Duran’s exceptional
talent in synth and bass music. In
addition to the crystal clear vocals of lead singer, Simon Le Bon, this
particular song also features an awesome sax solo that screams, “We’ve returned
to 1982, so pop that collar kid and get out the Aqua Net because it may be windy
on the deck of the yacht!” Uh yeah,
there’s just that much excess.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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continues in the smash hit, “Hungry Like The Wolf.” Here highly suggestive, almost savage, lyrics
are mixed with pure pop fun. Upon
actually reading these lyrics for the first time this blogger couldn’t help but
wonder what a metal band could create with them. (Someone please contact Type O Negative right
now because I think I just thought of their next genius cover song.)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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include Duran Duran’s ability to successfully introduce the guitar in songs
like, “Lonely In Your Nightmare,” and, “New Religion.” Again, considering the year was 1982 and
artistry did not seem to be a priority for some musicians back then, I was
pleased to realize this band possessed some talent regarding more instruments
than just the synthesizer. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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song on the album, “Rio,” would be, “Save A Prayer,” considering I've always
loved it’s hypnotic synths and devilish lyrics.
However, I was pleasantly surprised that my favorite piece turned out to
be, “The Chauffeur.” I will state this
song doesn’t seem to fit the theme of the rest of this album. Here Duran Duran seems to abandon the 1980’s pop
feel completely and opt for a more 1970’s abstract, progressive rock, feel. Doesn’t it just figure that the moment I finally
make it back to 1982 I decide it would be cooler to experience 1978?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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I’d first like to admit that this review is probably going to be chock full of
bias praise for the musician Tori Amos. To
state it simply, “I love this woman.” I
think her talent and demeanor is absolutely magical and I would argue that she, herself ,might be some type of mythical creature that's too good to be
true. However, I was lucky enough to see
Tori Amos in concert during her, “Strange Little Girls,” tour in 2001 and I can
assure anyone who may be skeptical of her existence that she, and her enormous
talent, are both very real. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> For those of you who are not familiar with
her music, Tori Amos is a classically trained pianist and composer who ultimately
rebelled against a conservative genre that threatened to restrict her prodigy. It is said Tori received a full
scholarship to the Peabody Conservatory of Music at the incredible age of five. This scholarship was then
discontinued by the time she turned eleven, due to her unrelenting interest in rock
music. It’s this blogger’s opinion that Tori’s
educational misfortune was quite possibly one of the best things that’s ever happened
in female rock history. Please allow me to metaphorically compare this event to the realization that a beautiful prize horse is actually a Unicorn!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Throughout Tori Amos’s illustrious career her
passionate music has focused heavily on the often controversial subjects of sexuality,
feminism, and religion. The album, “From
the Choirgirl Hotel,” is certainly no exception. However, at the time of its’ release it was
viewed as somewhat of a departure from her otherwise piano driven
discography. During this record Amos
decided to rest the keys of her signature solo Bosendorfer and opted to focus
her songs around an electronica sound.
Basically after the first listen of, “From the Choirgirl Hotel,” an
audience begins to realize their previously discussed Unicorn actually has
wings too, transforming it into the even more rare Pegacorn!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;"> The most explicit example of Tori’s, “techno,”
transformation can be found during the song, “Raspberry Swirl.” In my opinion this is definitely the most fun
piece on the album. This song begins
with electronic sounds that subtly fade in like a boomerang until suddenly a listener is in full swing of it's rhythm and finds themselves wanting to, “Jersey
Shore,” fist pump to Tori’s masterfully suggestive lyrics. The audience hears, “I am not your senorita. I am not from your tribe. If you want inside her well, boy you better
make her raspberry swirl.” It’s hard for
this blogger not to smirk at the irony of rocking out to what sounds like
machismo club music while singing purely feminist lyrics. I have a strong feeling Tori was probably also
smiling when writing this piece. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Other notable moments on the album, “From
the Choirgirl Hotel,” include the song, “Cruel,” where this listener was
absolutely mesmerized by the sludgy bass line that combined beautifully with
Tori’s signature breathy howls. Here she
confesses, “I can be cruel. I don’t know
why. Why can’t my balloon stay up in a
perfectly windy sky?” It’s songs like this
that exemplify Tori’s undeniable ability to, “turn over rocks,” and show the
slimy side of life. All of a sudden I
found myself nodding in agreement. I
thought, “Hey, I too can be cruel and don’t know why.” In this bloggers opinion it’s not uncommon
for a listener to instantly feel a conspiratorial bond with
Tori Amos’s music. It’s like we all know
we’re doing this really unsavory stuff, but don’t feel too bad about it because
Tori makes it somehow sound so enticing. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> While most songs on this record are
dominated by the sounds of ominous dance accompanied by Amos’s often desperate
sounding soprano, there are moments where a listener is reminded of this artist’s classical roots. The beautiful song, “Northern
Lad,” is a perfect example of this. Not
only does this piece exhibit the incredible range of Tori Amos’s voice, it also
reminds her audience that she has not forgotten her favored instrument of choice, the
piano. During this song she proves, yet again, to be a master at juxtaposition through mixing classical composition with
provocative prose. Again, I found myself
smiling at the idea of a casual listener humming along to this admittedly
beautiful and romantic sounding song. Tori
sings, “Girls you’ve got to know when it’s time to turn the page. When you’re
only wet because of the rain.” “Wait…what? What does she mean by that?” the casual
listener thinks. That’s the beauty of an
artist like Tori, she’s a master of innuendo and is the only one who truly
knows what her songs are about.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Lastly, my favorite song on the album, “From
the Choirgirl Hotel,” is well…"Hotel.” I
suppose it’s not a coincidence that I don't have the foggiest idea of what this song
is truly about. By the cryptic lyrics
presented here I assume it’s about one woman’s struggle to survive a
dysfunctional relationship but really, who the heck knows? What I do know is that, “Hotel,” is by far
the most musically interesting song on, “From the Choirgirl Hotel.” It incorporates the large sound of
electronica with softer, almost delicate, classical interludes. Of course, all of this is happening while
Tori shrieks about what I assume to be some ungodly relationship. In my opinion, “Hotel,” provides a perfect
retrospective portraying Amos’s career up to this point. It’s also an awesome glimpse into the dark
abyss that Tori’s music makes so inviting.
Think of it like finding out your beautiful Pegacorn is the color black instead of traditional white. It just makes it so much more bad
ass.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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begin, I'd like to paraphrase in three words my thoughts regarding the
album, “A nod is as good as a wink…” by the band Faces. In a nutshell this album could be described as
rollicking, flirty, and most importantly frustrating. I’ll state that the latter of these
descriptors came as a major surprise to me considering this record starts out
with a boisterous howl from lead vocalist, Rod Stewart, that had this listener immediately hooked. If only
Faces would’ve acknowledged the irreplaceable talent they possessed through his voice and had used it with complete monogamy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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good as a wink…” announces itself with a bang, or in this case Rod’s signature rasp,
during the song, “Miss Judy’s Farm.”
This blogger believes that after it's introductory lyrics even a first time listener of Faces would
clearly recognize who’s singing.
Here’s where I like to think a novice fan would state, “Oh, Rod Stewart’s
in this band?!” while immediately turning up the volume. Luckily, I was initially aware of who the
members of Faces were and therefore already had my stereo cranked to the
appropriate classic rock listening level…which is obviously loud. At this volume it’s impossible to anticipate
any sort of disappointment regarding the album. Between the awesome guitar playing of Ronnie Wood,
the intoxicating keyboard solos of Ian McLagan, and Stewart’s overall swagger, immediately
presented during, “Miss Judy’s Farm,” a
listener is instantly confident they’re in for one heck of a, “5 Star,” record. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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idea of this album’s, “monumental,” status it transitions into its’ second
song, “You’re So Rude,” and all of a sudden this listener was like, “Who the
heck is this dude singing?!” Yes folks,
I hate to say it but Faces apparently thought their fans would be okay with
using bass player, Ronnie Lane, as the lead vocalist on the songs he composed. “WHY?!,” I ask them, “Why would you do such a
thing when you have freaking Rod Stewart in your band?!” My best guess is that Rod Stewart and
guitarist Ronnie Wood were both late additions to the band Faces and therefore
didn’t have seniority when it came to making overall decisions. This is the only way I can justify replacing
Rod’s vocals with the, in my opinion, sub-par singing coming from the band's bassist. While the
song, “You’re So Rude,” is full of impressive guitar and harmonica solos that
accompany extremely witty lyrics, a listener can’t help but feel disappointed
that Rod took a backseat for this number.
“That’s so rude!” I thought.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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of Faces, Ronnie Lane continues to sing two more songs on this album including,
“Last Orders Please,” and, “Debris.”
Again, both of these pieces contain solid instrumental examples of this
band’s legitimacy among other classic rock giants. However, this blogger can’t help but wonder
what these songs could have been had Faces simply used Rod Stewart’s voice as
the lead. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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is as good as a wink…” can be found during Faces hit single, “Stay With Me,”
where Stewart’s, "hoots," and, "howls," have enough charisma to draw back in even the
most disappointed listener. It’s as if
he’s saying, “I know you really didn’t like, “You’re So Rude,” but, “Stay With
Me,” and I’ll show you what we’re capable of.”
In the end Rod holds true to his promise, especially with the last song
on the album, “That’s All You Need.” Here guitarist, Ronnie Wood, plays a crunchy concoction
of blues and country that perfectly compliments the sound of Stewart’s chanting. It’s during this particular song that a
listener really finds themselves believing in the combined power of Ronnie Wood and Rod
Stewart. While researching this
album I found out that these two musicians were also both members of The Jeff
Beck Group prior to joining Faces. It’s
songs like, “That’s All You Need,” that make this blogger confident that these
artists had a meaningful connection to each other that greatly exceeded their
matching hairstyles. No, the hair was just a
bonus.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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album is, “Love Lives Here.” Admittedly,
I’m a huge sucker for classic rock ballads.
In my opinion this song is an example of perfection regarding this genre. While I continue to praise Rod Stewart’s
voice as not only the soul, but the sass, of this album I find the
keyboard playing of Ian McLagan to be simply gorgeous during this song. It’s rare musicians of this type of caliber that
make this blogger reflect on her own life.
During, “Love Lives Here,” I found myself recalling a favorite memory of mine where an ex-boyfriend had left a cactus for me on my kitchen table with a note beside it that
read, “You make me feel like it’s summer all the time.” Basically, that’s how this song makes me
feel. The sounds of McLagan’s keyboard paired with Stewart’s singing makes me think of sunshine behind closed eyelids. It’s just that warm and fuzzy! Despite how beautiful this song feels its’
lyrics are actually quite sad. However
in my mind this is perfect because, like my cactus memory, this song reminds me
that some of the best things in life are fleeting. Keeping this in mind, when one is presented
with an album where Rod Stewart only gets to sing lead vocals on six out of nine
songs remember to enjoy the hell out of these treasures. Take my word for it, they have the ability to make you
feel like it’s summer even if it’s only the beginning of March.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br />Little House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-60246795971552264102016-02-24T21:20:00.005-06:002016-02-24T21:20:55.973-06:00"Repo Man"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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a confession. “I know virtually nothing
about the genre of punk music.” There, I
admitted it. I can finally stop nodding
my head in agreement while people spout off about how influential bands like
the Dead Kennedys and Bad Religion are.
Now that the cat’s finally out of the bag I can say, “Uh…I’ve never
heard those bands before.” Yes, it’s
only taken me 36 years to fess up to the fact that my experience with the punk rock scene has basically been limited to three bands; The Clash, The Ramones, and The Misfits. As I’m writing this I can’t help but wonder
why this statement is true. While my
exposure to punk has been embarrassingly limited I will say the bands I just
mentioned are all, “5 Star,” artists in my book. Considering I hold all of these bands in such high regard one would think I would’ve tried to
expand my horizons on this movement.
However, it always seemed daunting to me. I never knew where to start. I wish someone would’ve given me the, “Repo
Man,” soundtrack a long time ago and said, “Here kid, get a little nuts.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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movie, “Repo Man,” for the first time. Even as a small child, (who was probably not
supposed to be watching such oddities), I remember thinking, “this is definitely a little
nuts!” Somehow I stored that thought
away in my admittedly easy to distract mind and have always regarded this
movie as fascinating. Keeping this in
mind when I spotted the, "Repo Man," soundtrack on vinyl I snapped it up in a hurry. This was regardless of the fact that the
entire album is basically an homage to the 80’s LA hardcore punk scene. “It’s about time I check this out,” I
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Party,” by Black Flag. I remember while
in high school always crushing on the boys that wore the Black Flag t-shirts. I honestly had no idea what the band sounded
like but figured with a name like, “Black Flag,” they had to be bad ass. Now, nineteen years later, I’ve finally heard
one of their songs and guess what, I didn’t find them bad ass at all! If anything I found their version of
rebellion more of the tongue-in-cheek variety.
An example of this can be found through this song's lyrics. Here Black Flag chants in amazingly
fun, sing song style, “We’ve got nothing better to do. Than watch TV and have a couple of brews.” It soon became clear to me that Black Flag
had constructed the ultimate anthem of under achievement. No wonder I was crazy about it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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song on this soundtrack is, “Institutionalized,” by Suicidal Tendencies. During the song this band expresses a
fantastic release of angst while relaying through spoken word a questionably fictitious story about the mental health of a juvenile.
While listening to this song I couldn’t help but think, “Where the heck
was this music while I was going through all of my teenage grief?!” I felt so passionate about missing out on this
song the first time around that I mentioned it to my brother who quickly
responded by perfectly reciting the lyrics back to me. Apparently, he was in on all the original
angst.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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surprised I was at the number of songs on the album, “Repo Man,” that were recited in spoken word. Initially, I
would’ve guessed this occurrence was a result of the cliché idea that, “Punk
musicians can’t play their instruments.”
However, the more I listened to the songs on this album the more I
realized that this statement is simply untrue.
Songs like, “Pablo Picasso,” by Burning Sensations and, “Let’s Have A
War,” by Fear both contain impressive saxophone solos that left this listener mystified
by how wrong she’d always viewed this genre.
Note to self, “The most punk rock dude in the joint may have started out
by playing, “Louie Louie,” for the pep band.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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this band was. Now that I’ve been
introduced to three of their songs I can’t stop talking about them. According to one of my favorite websites,
allmusic.com, The Plugz are considered to be the first Latino punk band. Considering they don’t speak any English during these songs, all I have to base my opinion on is their instrumental music. As a result my opinion is, “Their music is awesome!” I would describe The Plugz style as a hybrid of rockabilly, ska, and get this…ambient music?! The specific songs presented on this album feature talented musicians playing saxophones, guitars, and
synthesizers. Combine the skill of these rock artists with the enthusiastic yips and howls typical of classic mariachi music and
you’ve got The Plugz, a.k.a. one hell of a fun band to listen to.
I guess this rather novice listener always thought punk rock was only about being
angry. I forgot being angry can sometimes be a lot of fun.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br />Little House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-6308931318939533442016-02-17T18:29:00.000-06:002016-02-17T18:29:28.605-06:00"Songs From The Big Chair"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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album, “Songs From The Big Chair,” by Tears For Fears has accomplished the
near impossible. My love of this record
runs so deep it actually made this admittedly OCD blogger create a NEW category
while rating her music. At this time I
would like to introduce the first selection in the, “END OF THE WORLD SURVIVAL PICK,”
rating. Basically the title is self-explanatory,
this is one of the albums I would try to preserve for any post-apocalyptic
society that may find themselves rebuilding the culture of music. Also, it's one of those records I would selfishly try to save simply because I couldn't bear to think about never hearing it again. I guess I began thinking about
creating a category like this after recently re-watching one of my favorite movies, “Seeking a Friend for the End of the World.” During this film actress, Keira Knightley, plays the role of a flaky twenty-something who decides the only thing
she needs to grab while fleeing her apartment during a riot, spawned by the
impending end of the world, is her favorite records. I thought, “Uh, yeah that makes sense. I better start planning what to take now.” Hence, my new category is born. I have a feeling I may need a wheelbarrow to
carry all of my selections when the fateful end actually arrives. This all being stated, I believe it’s
probably fairly obvious that I absolutely adore the album, “Songs From The Big
Chair.” Oddly enough, I have no
recollection on how I actually acquired this record. It’s like one day it just appeared among the
others. I’m thinking it's arrival was probably a divine intervention thing intended to get me prepared for well…you know…"THE
END."<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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is that I find it incredibly hard to review it in the usual song by song manner. Here, more than any other record I’ve
reviewed so far, is an example of a true concept piece. However, I would like to note that the specific concept introduced by the band Tears For Fears differs significantly from the themes
presented by so many other groups. Instead
of creating a record with an easily categorized topic, “Songs From The Big
Chair,” forms a cohesiveness through mostly instrumental sound. (Example:
The Band’s self-titled record was a concept album that could easily be
defined as a work paying homage to 19<sup>th</sup> Century Americana. The Tears For Fears record, “Songs From The
Big Chair,” is much more complex to label. During this album there is no definite theme linking the songs other than pure cohesion of sound.) <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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case for the idea that even hit singles can sound so much better when enjoyed
in their original format. In fact, this
blogger would be willing to argue that it’s the songs in between hits like, “Shout,”
and the iconic 80’s anthem, “Everybody Wants To Rule The World,” that actually
elevate this record to greatness.
Particular examples of this can be found during the song, “The Working
Hour,” where it became extremely clear to this listener that not only was she
going to have to add a category to her rating system, but she was going to have
to redefine her idea of what genre the band Tears For Fears actually fits into. During this song a grand piano perfectly
accompanies gorgeous saxophone solos and crystal clear vocals, creating a
feeling reminiscent of smooth jazz…but the good kind…like the ridiculously good
kind. Later in the album the song, “Mothers
Talk,” skews a listener’s perception yet again by creating an almost industrial
feel through drum sound worthy of current band's like, Nine Inch Nails. At this point, a reader may be wondering how
it’s possible to transform noise from smooth jazz to industrial techno during the
course of one album and still maintain a perfectly cohesive sound. I have to admit that even after about twenty listens I’m still wondering too. For this reason I won't hesitate to define Tears For Fears founder, Roland Orzabal, a
musical genius.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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of this bands' talent is best exhibited on Side 2 of, “Songs From The Big Chair.” Here it’s virtually impossible to decipher
where one song ends and another begins.
This is most prominently displayed during the piece, “Broken,” where the
band provides a medley type song, featuring many of the album's overall sounds. Suddenly, this collaboration of noise is interrupted
by yet another hit single, “Head Over Heels.”
Interestingly enough, as soon as the last note of this song is
uttered the album launches straight into the instrumental chorus line of, “Broken,”
again as if, “Head Over Heels,” was just a euphoric dream that
actually never was on the album in the first place. Again, in this case I blame divine intervention. Perhaps the song, "Head Over Heels," never did exist. Furthermore, maybe the whole album, "Songs From The Big Chair," is simply a beautiful dream, because concoctions of sound that include aspects of new wave, jazz, industrial
techno, and pop are simply too good to be true.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br />Little House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-61874608623219466142016-02-10T20:14:00.000-06:002016-02-10T20:14:05.637-06:00"Cher"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;">Original Release
Date: 1971 Kapp Records<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;">My Rating: (3 Stars)<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">To begin,
I would first like to address that I’m aware that the album entitled, “Cher,” pictured
above is also known by the name, “Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves.” Apparently, this record was originally
released simply as, “Cher.” However,
eventually it was re-released under an alternative name. Of course, this was only after the song, “Gypsys,
Tramps & Thieves,” received massive attention as Cher’s first solo number one
hit. I decided to review this album
under its’ original title, considering the copy I own was obviously pressed
before the renaming. This all being
stated, I can certainly understand why Kapp Records eventually decided to
feature the song, “Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves,” as the title track of Cher’s
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"> Apparently, much like the rest of
the United States during November 1971, this blogger admits to having a total
addiction to this song. It's without a
doubt my favorite piece on the album. One
can only describe it as being that tune on the stereo that ends and you
immediately press the repeat button. The
final lyric states, “But every night all the men would come around, And lay
their money down,” and this blogger thinks, “Again!” before Cher has finished
uttering her last note. If not for the
fact that I only possess this song on vinyl, I could realistically imagine
myself listening to it about forty times in a row. However, that’s a lot of maneuvering a turntable arm, especially considering this gem of a story is literally shy of
three minutes long. I refer to, “Gypsys,
Tramps & Thieves,” as a, "story," because that’s exactly what it is. While hearing the lyrics of this song, I
envision the tale of a beautifully exotic bohemian girl’s scandal being
revealed by the rich and sultry voice of Cher, yet another beautiful exotic
bohemian girl. Not only does this song
provide a narrative full of provocative plot lines, (underage sex and unplanned
pregnancy), it also possesses background music by accomplished studio musicians, The
Wrecking Crew. In order to substantiate these musicians' skill level I'll mention that this group eventually became known as
record producer, Phil Spector’s, house band.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Unfortunately, it seems The Wrecking Crew
was not available to play on every song of the album, “Cher,” which brings me
to my biggest criticism of this record.
Despite the fact that songs like, “He’ll Never Know,” and, “I’m In The
Middle,” are solid examples of the talent Cher had already mastered over her
vocal instrument, this blogger couldn’t get rid of the feeling that she was often singing along to elevator music. In
short, most of the instrumental portions of this album are not worthy of a
voice as unique and expressive as Cher’s.
During these songs a listener begins to feel like they’re sitting at a
karaoke bar only to suddenly be shocked back to life by the unexpected
utterances of a vocalist who has far surpassed her surroundings. The best example of this can be found during,
“When You Find Out Where You’re Goin’ Let Me Know.” Between this song’s cheesy jazz flute solos
and poor lyrics, this listener found herself cringing at the sinful waste of
Cher’s talent.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> However the album, “Cher,” does possess
several promising moments as well.
Despite the fact that I’ve never been partial to the sound of the flute,
the song, “One Honest Man,” nicely features the passionate emotion Cher so
often artfully conveys. During this song
she pleads with a listener, “Why can’t I find me one honest man?!” It’s this blogger's opinion that through these simple
lyrics Cher’s voice embodies enough feelings of weariness, bewilderment, and
plain anger to muster feelings of empathy from any female listener. I found myself singing along and nodding, “Yeah,
why can’t I find me one honest man?!” However, keep in mind that Cher was still married to Sonny at the time she released
this song, therefore her legitimate feelings on the matter are rather
questionable. Of course, we all know
that relationship ended in divorce. Yet, not being privy to their private matters, one can only guess that either Cher really believed in the lyrics of, “One Honest Man,” or she’s one
hell of an actress. (A fact that's actually been proven true)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Cher’s version of James Taylor’s song, “Fire & Rain.” During her rendition, this otherwise, “folksy,”
song gets a rather, "amped up," makeover merely from Cher’s husky voice. Likewise, it’s this same voice featured in
the song, “Touch and Go,” that hints at the future power diva Cher would ultimately transform into. Of course, I
specifically use the word, “hint,” because that’s all the album, “Cher,” is
really able to achieve. Considering the
overall length of this record is only about a half hour it’s not possible for a listener to form a solid image of who the artist Cher would
become. However, this blogger loves the idea
of those she came from. That’s right,
play it again, “They’d call us Gypsys, Tramps & Thieves…”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Tijuana Brass: “Whipped Cream &
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<b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;">(My Rating: 4 Stars)<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">“It’s easier
to skin an amoeba than to catalog the “Typical Tijuana Brass Fan.” This is a quote I took right off the back
cover of the album, “Whipped Cream & Other Delights,” by Herb Alpert’s
Tijuana Brass. Apparently back in 1965
it was standard for a record company to print a direct message to the listener
regarding the artist they were about to indulge in. During A&M’s synopsis of Herb Alpert’s
Tijuana Brass it’s explained that this group attracted the likes of, “teens,
hippies, squares, and little old ladies.”
This statement combined with the obviously, edgy for its’ time…heck, edgy for any time, album cover got my full attention. I thought, “Heck, count this, “old lady,” in!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> The only way I can think to describe the
album, “Whipped Cream & Other Delights,” is it's an instant time warp back
to the 1960’s. One moment I’m in the
year 2016, lighting the end of my incense stick, when all of a sudden the album’s
first song, “A Taste Of Honey,” instantly makes this listener feel like she’s
at some kind of, “swinging,” party on Haight-Ashbury, circa
196something. Even before the first
whiff of Nag Champa rises out of my burner, I have the overwhelming urge to slap
on some serious cat eyeliner, put on the hugest mod style Lanvin pendant I can afford, (which would be none,) and transform my incense stick into a cigarette resting at the end
of a very long holder. Let’s just say, by
the end of the first song this listener was ready to change her name
permanently to Holly Golightly and refer to everyone in the room as, “Darling.” Too bad, I would look totally insane doing so
considering I was listening to this album in a room by myself.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> However, it’s difficult not to fall into, "party," mode while listening to a record like, “Whipped Cream & Other
Delights.” Not only does this
instrumental album full of bright shiny horns, jazzy xylophone solos, and
skilled acoustic guitar playing make this blogger want to get out and
socialize, it seems the songs presented undeniably dictate the way the
mood of a gathering will go. For instance,
much like the first song on the record, “Bittersweet Samba,” and, “Green
Peppers,” are both toe tapping numbers that inspired this listener to find the
nearest dance partner available. It's at this
time I’d like to formally apologize to my poor cat who experienced only a
bitter samba that evening. Despite my
cat’s obvious distress at having to dance with a, “crazy,” lady, I think it’s
fair to claim that even he couldn’t deny that Herb Alpert’s Tijuana Brass is
not only a master at music, but also the spaces in between. An example of this can be found during
the song, “Green Peppers,” where there is a perfectly timed pause that inspired
this woman to literally shout, “Darling!,” just for the fabulousness of it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> During a later part of the album the song, “Whipped Cream,”
continues the party type vibe while adding an almost comical flair to the
mood. Like the album cover this song has
a flirtatious feel to it, however it’s slightly more whimsical than this
listener expected. Here the Tijuana
Brass convey a sense of humor, perhaps at the absurdity of the idea of a
fantasy woman covered in, “Whipped Cream.” At this point the record seems to be saying, “Yeah,
the party’s gotten a little out of hand.
Now people are naked and slathered in food. It’s ridiculous, but boy it’s fun!...except
for that lady dancing with her cat and yelling, “Darling!” She’s just weird.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Finally, I'd like to address the subject
of why, “Love Potion No. 9,” is undeniably my favorite song on this album. While
I enjoy the, “party,” atmosphere provided by the previous titles I’ve discussed,
“Whipped Cream & Other Delights,” also addresses the more intimate
moments that can be found during a social gathering. During the songs, “Ladyfingers,” and, “Lemon
Tree,” Herb Alpert’s Tijuana Brass is able to create a kind of dialogue between instruments that reminded this listener of what it was like to steal private
moments of conversation with someone, “special,” while the rest of the room
rioted on without you. It’s these songs
that display the more tender side of a group that seems ready to, “rock,” all
night long…and, "rock," they do, as clearly displayed by the song, “Love Potion No.
9.” I guess some listeners may consider
this song the, “racy,” one of the album.
Between the measured, “blat,” of the horns, the hypnotic crash of the
symbols, and the imagery on the album cover one could question what kind of
establishment Herb Alpert was used to having his parties at. Surprisingly, it’s this song that doesn’t
make me feel like I’m at a social gathering. When
I listen to, “Love Potion No. 9,” I feel like I’m at home alone listening to my
favorite song getting fired up for an outing.
This song is what I’d like to define as a confidence anthem. When this blogger hears, "Love Potion No. 9," she knows she a budding socialite who belongs at Herb Alpert’s Tijuana Brass party wearing a fabulous Lanvin pendant...or not. Too bad by the end of the album
I always find myself back in 2016 wearing absolutely no Lanvin, only Levi's.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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the least compelling song on an album is, “Sweet Home Alabama,” a listener can
be sure they’re in for one hell of a ride.”
While I’ve always considered myself a fan of the band, Lynyrd Skynyrd, I’m
ashamed to admit my exposure to their music never ventured past the typical, “Greatest
Hits,” collections. Recently, I stumbled
across the album, “Second Helping,” at a local record store. I was immediately attracted to the colorful
illustration on its cover, as well as the individual band member photos
featured on the back. Despite what one
might think of their music, it can’t be denied that these dudes look like
they were a whole lot of fun to hang out with. It’s here that I’d like to interject that the
song, “Sweet Home Alabama,” and the album art accompanying it have little to do
with why a person should immediately seek out this record. To put it simply, my reasoning for finally
purchasing, “Second Helping,” was embarrassingly, “wack.” However, thank God I followed it.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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is a darn fine tune. It even inspires
this admittedly die-hard Yankee to sing along to lyrics that dis on her beloved
musician, Neil Young. Keeping this in
mind, it’s this blogger's opinion that, “Second Helping,” provides much better
examples of this band's unbelievable talent.
While it may not be the most memorable song on the album I believe, “Don’t
Ask Me No Questions,” gives the best depiction of Lynyrd Skynyrd's overall
persona. Despite the fact that this song
seems to be addressing the trials and tribulations that accompany fame, this
listener can’t help but attach her own meaning to the chorus line, “So, don’t
ask me no questions, And I won’t tell you no lies.” To explain, whenever I hear a Lynyrd Skynyrd
song, I immediately feel like an outlaw.
Regardless of this song’s true intended meaning, I can’t help but label these
musicians masters at portraying a seamy underbelly vibe through likable,
even lighthearted, songs. I credit this mostly to the unbelievably
talented lyrics written by lead vocalist, Ronnie Van Zant, whose rollicking swagger rivaled even the most
impressive guitar solos on this album…and there’s more than a few.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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be found during the song, “The Needle And The Spoon.” Here, is yet another example of this band’s uncanny
ability to transform the, “dark,” side of life into a damn fun rock song. By the end of this track, Ronnie is preaching,
“Lord, they’re gonna bury your boy! Don’t
mess with the needle, Now, I know!” to his audience over a chorus of Godly
guitar gobbledygook that could drown out almost any vocalist. However, Lynyrd Skynyrd’s insane
instrumentals still don’t have enough gas to outrun the guttural chanting of
this twenty-something singer.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Me The Breeze,” is another tune that can’t help but inspire the imagery of
freewheeling, rambling man, drifters who maraud around the country side
breaking laws and hearts everywhere they go.
Basically, think of it this way, “Call Me The Breeze,” is a song that
warns women everywhere of the heartache that is bound to happen to them if invited on
the band’s tour bus after the show.
Think lots of dust and screeching tire tracks immediately after you emerge, hair disheveled,
from their vehicle.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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doing something so inappropriate were it not for songs like, “Workin’ For MCA.” Yes, it’s true rock and roll
anthems like this that get a girl all excited to hang out with these popular mavericks, for a night…or twenty minutes. I can
honestly say that a song like this could make even the most conservative, northern
36 year old slingshot her cable knit turtleneck onto the stage just to get the
attention of these self-proclaimed rock stars.
It goes without saying that, “Workin’ For MCA,” is the song that
makes a woman say, “Screw it, I’m getting on that bus after the show.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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album, “Second Helping,” is without a doubt, “I Need You.” Here, raw emotion is conveyed by simple
lyrics that have Van Zant confessing, “Oh baby, I love you, What more can I say?” My answer is, “Absolutely nothing, Oh baby,
you got me!” It truly is a mystery how Lynyrd Skynyrd continues to rock so hard on a song that possesses such a
slow tempo. However, it’s also a mystery
to me how despite the warning these rowdy rebels gave me during, “Call Me The
Breeze,” this woman still falls in love with these talented bad boys every
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<br />Little House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-50705645338642866182016-01-20T19:10:00.000-06:002016-01-20T19:13:40.488-06:00"Crowded House"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";">To begin,
I’d like to examine a concept that became extremely clear to me while listening
to the album, “Crowded House.” I’m almost
embarrassed to admit that I have a terrible habit of labeling any record that’s
cover art looks remotely abstract, and was released in the mid-eighties as New Wave. I believe I do this because I really admire
the New Wave genre. I can imagine my
father reading this post now and asking, “What the heck is the New Wave genre?” Well dad, according to Google, New Wave music
is, “A musical genre of pop rock created in the late 1970s to mid-eighties with
ties to 1970s punk rock.” I guess I’d
call this a basically accurate description. Of course, I might follow it up with, “Dad,
think lots of synthesizers, drum machines, vocalists with British accents, and
of course, asymmetrical hairstyles.” I
can imagine my father’s blank stare in response. This all being stated, my explanation of the
New Wave genre would be totally unnecessary when regarding the band Crowded
House and their self-titled album, due to the fact that it’s simply not New
Wave. You're now asking, "What?! The album cover has that surrealistic feel,
and isn’t the release date 1986? What
the heck could we possibly be dealing with here?" Brace yourselves people, because I’m here to
tell you that mid-eighties… GASP…Pop
music…sigh, also used synthesizers and abstract album art. Sneaky, isn’t it?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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has the song, “Don’t Dream It’s Over,” on it. This popular song is, not surprisingly, one of
my favorite 80’s ballads. When I hear this
song I immediately want to grab the nearest 5’4” juvenile delinquent with a mullet and slow dance with him.
Of course, keeping in mind that I'm 5’9” and 36 years old this would be a rather
awkward looking scene that would probably end up with me taking a quick trip to
jail. However, during this song I can’t
help but feel like the gangling, still 5’9," teenager I was so many years ago. Yes, slow dancing was a hunched over, ugly
experience for me then as well. I guess
what I’m saying is a song like, “Don’t Dream It’s Over,” inspires a lot of
nostalgia in this listener. Not only
that but it’s sublime keyboard solo, mixed with stylistically wavy guitars coerce
an audience into an expectation of a New Wave album.
I mean, how many Pop bands are able to construct a lyric like, “Try to
catch the deluge in a paper cup.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Well, it's now clear to me, at least one. I think the most glaring proof of this band’s
Pop status can be found in the songs, “Now We’re Getting Somewhere,” and, “Mean
To Me.” Despite the fact that both of
these pieces contain extremely promising examples of what Crowded House is
capable of doing with instruments, this blogger couldn’t help but envision some
sort of cheesy sitcom montage while listening to them. Suddenly, I was yanked from the song, “Don’t
Dream It’s Over,” and the charm of my artless adolescence, only to feel like I was being force fed imagery from a show like, “Friends.” Here, people are laughing, line dancing, and
probably throwing cake at one another in at least one scene, all the while having
perfect hair. In this blogger’s opinion
these songs are about as realistic as the sitcoms they remind me of. While vocalist Neil Finn deserves credit for
attempting to convey some honest emotion during these songs I can’t help but
feel like it’s all just too perfect, even the, “gritty,” parts seem planned.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , "serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> I will state that the song, “Hole In The
River,” was a nice surprise on this album.
During this particular number the album takes a turn towards a darker, more narrative driven piece. Here,
Crowded House was able to display their awesome quirk filled instrumental
interludes without getting cutesy. No
longer was this blogger thinking about the iconic, “Rachel,” haircut. I was thinking crazy carny music. Which, if one really considers it, is probably
closely related when it comes to freaky things.
The song, “Hole In The River,” proved to this listener that the band
Crowded House was capable of not only using the sounds of keyboard runs and
bright shiny horns for upbeat, “good,” Pop songs, but also for just a glimmer
of the, “evil,” New Wave genre.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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that the record, “Crowded House,” is a Pop album of the ‘80’s. Granted, it’s a complex one, full of interesting
sounds provided by a talented group of musicians…horns especially. If you like horn sections this album may be your
thing. However, despite the really dense
instrumental tidbits going on here the majority of this album seems a little
too, “fun,” for this blogger. I was
around in 1986 and even as a kid I didn’t think life was that perfect.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<br />Little House of Hautehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13938669876754505591noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1286428607524749553.post-49747962525979942142016-01-13T19:52:00.000-06:002016-01-13T19:52:57.722-06:00A Few Words About Bowie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Since hearing the news of David Bowie’s death, I’ve been wrestling with the idea of what I was going to say on this blog. Before knowing of his passing, I’d intended this week’s post to be the usual random review of one of my vinyl albums. Initially, I thought I would just proceed as usual with this plan. However, once I actually sat down to compose this post I realized it wouldn’t be right to not acknowledge the impact David Bowie’s music has made on my life. Keeping this in mind, I was not about to write a review on an icon who just passed away. In my opinion, a time of mourning is not a time of critique. I concluded that the best I could do, would be to pursue the route that I do best. I would write a stream of consciousness piece regarding an individual that often played a starring role in the soundtrack of my life. I can only hope that the words I choose here are worthy of a man whose own words I have found myself repeating many times…often boisterously…and horribly off key.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> I will never forget one of the first parties I attended upon moving back to my home state of South Dakota. At the time, I was in a rather fragile emotional state. I had recently endured a fairly lengthy and extremely painful breakup which had caused me to, "hightail it," back to the safety of not only the, “boring,” rural plains, but also my parents basement until I could piece together the shambles of my life. I remember I had just started a new job, when a coworker of mine asked me if I would like to join her and some friends at a house party that evening. I hesitantly agreed, petrified of my seemingly growing inability to relate to the general public. However, at the time I was a heavy drinker and knew that after a few I would at least be able to relax. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"> The night proceeded fairly painfully. Due to the fact that I knew virtually no one at the gathering, and seemed to have absolutely nothing in common with the people there I began to predict a bleak future in my newly acquired surroundings. I believe it was at this time that the host, bless his charitable heart, must have sensed my growing despair and led me to his shelf of music telling me to pick out whatever I wanted to hear. Yeah, we’re talking CD's people. Man, I miss those things. Anyway, there it was staring me right in the face, a fairly complete David Bowie collection! I looked no further, grabbed the predictable choice of, “The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars,” and threw it in the stereo, skipping ahead to the song, “Starman.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> What happened next was truly magical. Again, keep in mind I was a pretty big mess at the time. For about nine months I had barely spoken to anyone other than immediate family. It was a HUGE deal that I had agreed to go to a social gathering. My confidence had been destroyed by past events and issues that were still plaguing me. Basically, I was just one big bubble of social anxiety ready to burst at anytime. However, on this particular evening, right when I thought I may start screaming and jump out the nearest window in order to avoid another horrifically awkward conversation full of lies on how I, "found myself so happy to be back in South Dakota",…yes, on this evening David Bowie arrived and rescued me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> All of a sudden I found myself theatrically belting out the lyrics, “There’s a Starman waiting in the sky. He’d like to come and meet us but he thinks he’d blow our minds.” Considering this was the most I'd said the whole evening... and I was kind of singing, kind of half hysterically screaming many of the party goers looked rather shocked in response to my voice. However, I didn’t care. I loved the song, “Starman.” It was a song that friends and I had sung together millions of times in the past…the way past…the good times before all the bad. Sitting there drunk in that roomful of strangers, silently mourning the loss of my relationship, confidence, and independence it felt amazing to say, “Fuck it, this just feels good.” So, I kept going, “There’s a Starman waiting in the sky. He’s told us not to blow it cause he knows it’s all worthwhile,” I shouted. Some of the people at the party started to laugh at my, “drunken,” outburst, but others began to join in. Soon about four of us, including the host, was bellowing, “Starman,” at the top of our lungs. It felt amazing. I was singing. I was singing so passionately I was spitting, but most of all at that moment I was smiling. Finally, I caught a flicker of the person I used to be. Finally, for just a moment I'd returned to being that overly cocky girl at the party who wasn’t afraid to sing out of key. Of course, after that evening of drunken sing-alongs I returned back to my socially paralyzed state. However, at that particular party I realized I had the ability to find an individual in me I thought I had completely lost. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> In conclusion, if I could speak to David Bowie now I would say, "Mr. Bowie in a way your music brought me back from the dead. I had the ability to love the song, "Starman," during a time that I hated life most. It's realizations like this that assured me I still had the capability and desire to become the woman I ultimately knew I was destined to be." That's why I know David Bowie can't be dead. He resurrects the dead. Like Bowie's character, Ziggy Stardust, we all rise and fall during the course of our lives. However, I suspect the most talented and extraordinary individuals among us ultimately end up going to live with the spiders from Mars. The rest of us plain Earthlings just sing about them.</span></span><br />
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Date: 1969 Atco Records<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;">(My Rating: 5 Stars)<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></div>
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</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";">Upon finding
this record at one of my favorite secondhand music shops, I was delighted to
see the name of the previous owner written in perfect cursive on the back of
the album cover. There it was in the
upper right hand corner in pristine script, albeit faded over time. Susan Jordan it said, and at that moment I
knew Susan and I should have been friends.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> To expand, I have a strange proclivity for
collecting items that have been previously owned. I love the idea that I’ve found a treasure
that not only someone else valued, but also helped shape their history. I imagine that an item embodies the story of
its’ previous owner, whether it be a vintage paisley skirt or a Blind Faith
album. Lucky for this blogger, I
generally create a pretty entertaining story for each of my secondhand finds. This being stated I’m certain that, Susan
Jordan, the previous owner of my, “new,” Blind Faith album must be dead. I know that you’re thinking, “You say that
about everything that you thrift.” I
admit this statement is true. However,
never have I felt more vehemently certain than when I first heard Susan’s
record, because nobody living would give this treasure away.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> The album, “Blind Faith,” opens with the
song, “Had To Cry Today.” From the beginning,
I realized this music was serious Rock & Roll and required a loud volume. Let me repeat, the first song on, “Blind
Faith,” needs…no… deserves, to be played LOUD.
Immediately, a listener realizes the type of musical miracle that is
happening between these future rock icons.
Clapton’s repetitive guitar riffs combined with Winwood’s soaring vocals
create an almost mantra feel, transforming this song into something like a
prayer. It’s this bloggers opinion that
during a song like, “Had To Cry Today,” it’s simply not important what the actual
lyrics are. It’s merely the sounds that
matter. By the time a listener gets to
the, darn near holy, guitar solo they find themselves already converted to the
cult of Clapton. In eight short minutes the
song is over and this blogger couldn’t help but long for another cup of Blind
Faith’s Kool-Aid.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Thankfully this is served through the beautiful
juxtaposition of the following song, “Can’t Find My Way Home.” This particular piece shows a complexity of
lyrics that the first song crushes by pure power. During, “Can’t Find My Way Home,” Steve
Winwood proves his voice to be as compelling as Clapton’s guitar playing. The difference is Winwood inspires empathy,
whereas Clapton’s playing on, “Had To Cry Today,” is pure aggression. Let me point out the staggering fact that
this range of emotion is felt by a listener all within the matter of the first
two songs!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Later on the album, Winwood’s uncanny capacity
to evoke emotion is again demonstrated by the song, “Sea Of Joy.” I have to say that it’s this song in
particular that I believe best showcases Steve Winwood’s incredible vocal
abilities. Is it because his vocal
performance is perfect? To answer that
question simply, “No.” It’s because of
the absolute urgency one can hear in his voice while singing the lyrics. While singing, “Sea Of Joy,” Winwood sounds
honest. His voice reaches octaves,
uncomfortable for most, causing it to be unpredictable and almost needy. Mostly, it sounds human, amongst songs that
are so damn good they seem anything but.
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Of course, one can’t review the album, “Blind
Faith,” without addressing the song, “Do What You Like,” a piece of music that
lasts fifteen minutes long and is about as abstract as the aforementioned topic
of religion. Despite its’ rather trying length, I believe
this song to be a perfect example of the decade it was recorded. In this blogger’s opinion, the drawn out, jam
session solos performed here are not only a testament to the abilities of the
band, Blind Faith, but also to the culture of the 1960s. I found it incredibly hard not to imagine a
young Ms. Susan Jordan, circa 1969, sitting on an Indian carpet, while burning
incense, and listening to, “Do What You Like.”
Maybe that’s because Ms. Rayna Hallman, circa 2016, was doing that very
thing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"> Lastly, my absolute favorite song on the
record, “Blind Faith,” is, “Presence Of The Lord.” Oddly enough, it’s the only piece on the
album written by Eric Clapton. I find
this song to be not only painfully beautiful, but equally inspiring. “Presence Of The Lord,” continually leaves
this listener pondering what her lord is.
The only conclusion I seem to come to is, I feel closer to my
version while listening to Clapton’s passionate playing. This song proves that nirvana
can be found in the most unexpected places.
(Such as, a used record store)
Now in the year 2016, I sit listening to Blind Faith by candlelight and
hope that the possibly deceased Susan Jordan has, “finally found a place to
live, in the presence of her Lord.” <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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