I stand corrected! The reviews on Amazon confirm your memories.
Anya ,'Sleeper'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
It was definitely Hoffman in the original airing.
I remember narration on the album, too, but cannot at all remember if that was Hoffman too. If it is, I wonder if it's some kind of rights issue that led to the change. Or if Ringo did it for an English airing at some point, which would also make sense.
The narrator on the original album was Nilsson himself. I have a copy in front of me so I know I'm right this time! ;)
The narrator on the original album was Nilsson himself. I have a copy in front of me so I know I'm right this time! ;)
OK, that makes sense. I only saw the special once, years ago (though I bought the DVD for my sister), but I'd listened to her copy of the album MANY times, and didn't think Hoffmann sounded right for the LP.
Hugs erinaceous for giving Fiona.
I had no idea she had anything in the works. I mostly always forgot to check. Squee!
Er, I have CDs that I've been meaning to send to Jon for well over a month now. Hey Mr. B., can you send me your mailing address again? Profile email is good.
yay for movement.
insent, Kate.
Tom Waits' 20 most cherished albums (with commentary)
Awww, fuck yeah. Tom is on my very very short list of living heroes.
2 Solo Monk by Thelonious Monk (Columbia) 1964
Monk said 'There is no wrong note, it has to do with how you resolve it'. He almost sounded like a kid taking piano lessons. I could relate to that when I first started playing the piano, because he was decomposing the music while he was playing it. It was like demystifying the sound, because there is a certain veneer to jazz and to any music, after a while it gets traffic rules, and the music takes a backseat to the rules. It's like aerial photography, telling you that this is how we do it. That happens in folk music too. Try playing with a bluegrass group and introducing new ideas. Forget about it. They look at you like you're a communist. On Solo Monk, he appears to be composing as he plays, extending intervals, voicing chords with impossible clusters of notes. 'I Should Care' kills me, a communion wine with a twist. Stride, church, jump rope, Bartok, melodies scratched into the plaster with a knife. A bold iconoclast. Solo Monk lets you not only see these melodies without clothes, but without skin. This is astronaut music from Bedlam.