Would that be Terry Jacks of "Seasons in the Sun" fame?
Yep.
Did you see the Slate article about it?
Yep.
I love the idea that Link Wray played guitar on it (whether or not true.)
I know, that's cool, huh? It's just a little introductory fuzz guitar riff, but it could be Link.
Mary Weiss is clearly the progenitor of Axl Rose.
Heh. There's an excellent article at Spectropop about the Shangri Las attempted mid-seventies comeback. Also, Mary Weiss was the inspiration for Michael Brown's song "I Shall Call Her Mary." (Michael Brown is the cult songwriter from The Left Banke who wrote such gorgeous melodies as "Walk Away Renee" and "Pretty Ballerina" and "Desiree." Richard Thompson is a big Michael Brown fan.)
eta: I think I blabbed about all this before on my last gush about the Shangs.
Am I claiming that Shadow Morton is his father? ...Whatever his demons he's still not the complete wackjob that Phil S. was and is.
Shadow's a fascinating and well, shadowy figure. He's one of those guys you'd have to interview to understand how the mob affected the music business in NYC in the 50s and 60s. Still, his production on the second Dolls album is MUCH better than Rundgren's production on the first. (I don't hold Todd responsible though, since the young and bratty dolls insisted on doing all kinds of whackaloon stuff with old equipment to try and reproduce a mid-sixties Stones sound. The end result was thin and tinny.)
Petra Haden Sings: The Who Sell Out is out.
I must own this.
In other news, "Beatallica back, thanks to Lars Ulrich, fair use crusader". Without hearing them I have to say that they are my new favorite parody/cover band.
Is the concept really that differen than GABBA - the Ramones/Abba combo band?
The music could change my mind, but in theory I love the idea of live Beatles/Metallica mash-ups.
The DJ at Bootie, Adrian, is also the lead singer in Smash Up Derby a live mashup cover band. (Adrian is the androgynous red head in the middle.)
Speaking of Axl and mashups...
Some sorta weird 1974 zeitgeist, I guess.
1974 was a weird time in music.
BTW, my current tagline (for posterity, "The head nurse, she blew in just like a tornado. When they started dancing, I jumped off the table.") is from a hit of that year, "Oh My My," by Ringo Starr.
1974 was a weird time in music.
A few years back, WFMU ran a poll/death-match for the worst song ever. The listeners would pick songs from each decade, the 50s, the 60s, etc. Except that 1974 was put into a category by itself, since there were so many bad songs to pick from.
BTW, are we aware that WFMU has a blog?
[ETA: msbelle's not going to be happy about the song that took 2nd place in that poll]
A few years back, WFMU ran a poll/death-match for the worst song ever.
What kind of hipster ass-hats would vote "The Name Game" as a bad song? Dipshits.
And "You Oughta Know" is by no means the worst song of the 90s, nor even a bad song.
And "You Oughta Know" is by no means the worst song of the 90s, nor even a bad song.
It's pretty far away from the worst Allanis Morrissette song.
poll poll bo-boll banana nana no-noll
vote vote bo-bote banana nana no note.
It's pretty far away from the worst Allanis Morrissette song.
Ironic, isn't it?
bah-duh-BUM!
Thank you folks, I'll be here all week. Try the veal.
What kind of hipster ass-hats would vote "The Name Game" as a bad song? Dipshits.
Somehow "You're So Vain" ended up on the 1973 list. I'm no Carly Simon fan but that's a great song. Ellen Willis: "It proves that rock and roll is so democratic that even a rich person can make a great single." (That's Simon as in Simon & Schuster.) And it's not just my love for Warren Beatty clouding my judgment. Just try to come up with a more absurd run of rhymes than yacht/apricot/gavotte. Even if Carly thought she was being truly poetic instead of over-the-top and funny that's still great.
Agree w/ Hec about Alanis, too.
Almost forgot... Robyn Hitchcock is on Soundcheck right now and will be performing tonight at Southpaw if anyone in the NYC area is a fan.
ETA: Re: the photo from the link, I don't know which urge is stronger -- to flirt with the woman on the left or to shave the guy with the sideburns.
