If you can’t
achieve immortality through song lyrics as deep and meaningful and insightful and
poignant and timeless as Dylan’s Blowin’ In The Wind,
then you should at least get a Nobel Prize for it.
Friday, 15 December 2017
Thursday, 30 November 2017
It Ain’t Nothin’ New
Killer songs, rock
solid performance, great production, and – for my money – the best slide guitar
going.
But what really
sets Bonnie Raitt’s music apart is that it’s sexy. Have a listen to Love Sneakin’ Up On You. Bonnie’s music is overflowing with
slow-grinding, hip-swaying, trance-inducing grooves.
Your whole world
is shakin’.
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Thursday, 23 November 2017
Won’t You Give Me A Second Chance?
It was, for a
time, fashionable to disparage the music of the 80’s.
While in some
cases - even at the time - I have been (and remain) in agreement, a quick
listen to Bonnie Raitt’s version of Baby Come Back
is a perfect example of the happy fact that this was not a universal problem.
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Thursday, 16 November 2017
Respectable
Some of my
favourite music is by people who are doing The Stones - and maybe making a
better job of it. There’s been a lot of
it about over the years, so I know it’s not just me who thinks they’re a pretty
good band.
I mean, if being
copied by dozens of successful bands over 5 decades isn’t influential, then
what is?
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Thursday, 9 November 2017
Come On You Painter, You Piper, You Prisoner
So …
actually … underneath it all .. Shine On You Crazy Diamond is a
blues song.
Only took me 4
decades or so to see that. Guess I’m a
slow learner.
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Thursday, 2 November 2017
Long Time Gone
Since no one
seems to be writing protest songs anymore, why don't we just have another
listen to this?
Thursday, 19 October 2017
Armed With Will And Determination
And grace, too.
Canadians are a
funny bunch. We’re too busy looking
over our shoulder to be able to wave the flag.
Our anxiety over what we might (or might not) be often blocks our pride
in who we are.
But boy, when we
grab something and decide it’s Canadian, we do not let go. Musically, the best example is The Tragically
Hip. Whatever it means to be a Canadian,
this band was it – and we knew it.
Who cares if The
Hip were never huge outside Canada? They
were ours, dammit. They sang songs about
us, and we sang ‘em right back.
We may be
grieving for the loss of Gord Downie, but their gift to Canada will endure
forever, because they have given us another undeniable marker in our national
identity. The Tragically Hip were as
Canadian as a hockey stick.
Thursday, 12 October 2017
Say It Again Y’all
If you’re going
to be remembered for only one song, Edwin Starr’s War is a pretty good one.
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Tuesday, 3 October 2017
Hello Old Friend, Goodbye Old Friend
More than anyone
else, Tom Petty had the ability to
repackage all the music I love and play it back as something brand new.
While unique and
original, each song arrived like an old friend you had somehow forgotten
about. Simple yet profound, each song
delivered a straight up truth: this is
me; this is us; this is rock and roll.
Tom Petty gave us
40 years of honesty, hope, joy and comfort.
Goodbye old
friend. And thank you.
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Friday, 29 September 2017
Seems I Can’t Shed No More
Take a song by
Joe Bonamassa, say Black Lung Heartache. If he had been born in the 40’s, Joe would be
ranked among the guitar legends of the 60’s and 70’s.
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Monday, 4 September 2017
The Time That Was So Hard To Find
They never got a
mention in Standing In The Shadows Of
Motown, but I’m pretty sure John, Paul, George and Ringo were all Funk
Brothers.
Just have a
listen to You Won’t See Me.
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Friday, 18 August 2017
Can This Really Be The End?
To be Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The
Memphis Blues Again.
By heavens, but Dylan wrote some damn fine songs.
Thursday, 3 August 2017
Does Anybody Hear?
I know If A Tree Falls by Bruce Cockburn is
a little intense, but it’s good. Okay,
it’s a lot intense, but it’s really
good.
Friday, 21 July 2017
I Have My Freedom But I Don’t Have Much Time
Note to all you
girls who drove me crazy in my final year of high school by playing Wild Horses on the cafeteria juke box every
single day: OK, you were right. It’s a darn good song.
Tuesday, 11 July 2017
Listing, Listing …
I’ve recently
been wondering why I don’t write as much about acoustic guitarists as their
plugged-in friends, because the music I listen to probably contains as many
acoustic guitars as electric.
Maybe it’s the
wow factor of the electric guitar. I
dunno.
I don’t even have
a Top Ten list. Maybe it’s just too
hard.
I mean, where do
you start? You could fill the list with
the influential blues cats like Robert Johnson, Big Bill Broonzy, Son House or
John Lee Hooker. You could fill it with
acoustic specialists like James Taylor, Bruce Cockburn, Cat Stevens, Harry
Manx, Paul Simon or Donovan. You could
easily fill it with players who also play a mean electric guitar, like Clapton,
Page, Knopfler, Bonamassa, Neil Young or Colin James.
Hmmm. Plenty of wow factor in all those names.
I guess there’s
the “defined the instrument/broke new ground” thing that gets applied to musicians
on other instruments. In that case, I
suppose my list would be: Leadbelly, Johnson, Broonzy, Taylor, Simon, Donovan,
Stevens, Cockburn, Young and Page.
But then I’d be
omitting artist I listen to – and wonder, “how did he/she do that?” – a lot.
People like Clapton, Harry Manx, Arlo Guthrie and Bonnie Raitt.
To hell with
lists. I revere all the guitarists
mentioned – them, and a lot more.
Thursday, 29 June 2017
Like An Overheard Remark
Have a listen to
the hauntingly beautiful bit of melancholia called In The Falling Dark, by Bruce
Cockburn.
There’s not much
else to say, is there?
Tuesday, 20 June 2017
So Downhearted Sometimes
If Bruce Springsteen
had done (What’s So Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding
instead of Elvis Costello (or Nick Lowe) it, it would be as big as Born To Run or Born In The USA in the catalog of best rock songs of all
time.
So the question
is: why isn't it?
Friday, 2 June 2017
Lost and Flying Down The Road
Have your favourite cocktail, enjoy your favourite meal and bottle of
wine (if that's your pleasure), smoke ‘em if ya got ‘em, savour your favourite
after dinner drink. Listen to Hellbound Train by Savoy Brown.
You could listen all night long, right?
You could listen all night long, right?
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Thursday, 25 May 2017
The 2nd Time Around
Some bands grab
you right away, and never let go. The
Beatles, say.
Others are hard
to ignore but take a little longer for you to appreciate. For me, bands like CCR and The Band fall into
that category. They were there, in your
face, all the time. I just took a long
time for me to realize how much I dug them.
Other bands,
though, barley registered in my consciousness, and they sort of slipped on by
while I was busy enjoying the music I was already committed to. After all, you can only buy so much music,
right? Remember buying?
Anyway, every
once in a while, I go back and explore bands that I had been vaguely aware of,
but never really paid attention to.
Often, the rewards have been richly rewarding.
These days, I’m
just as likely to put on Savoy Brown as Led Zeppelin. And when I do, I always ask myself how did I
miss these guys the first time around?
Humble Pie, Spooky Tooth and Status Quo are other bands I really enjoy now
but more or less ignored until they were all but gone from the scene.
Your list will
differ, but exploration definitely has its rewards.
Thursday, 18 May 2017
Well, You Know
Yes, it’s a political song, but when I hear John screaming
“alright!” at the end of Revolution, I hear him saying: we already showed you we could do everything
else. Did you think we couldn’t handle
hard rock? We’re still punks, you know.
Thursday, 4 May 2017
Ain’t Got Nothin’ In The World These Days
Listening to Young Man Blues from Live At Leeds, I am reminded that Pete
Townshend is one hell of a good guitar player.
If you want to enjoy some of the mayhem instead of staring at a still,
The Who’s performance at The Isle of Wight ain’t too shabby
either.
ps – yes, John Entwistle had the skeleton suit before Flea.
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Friday, 28 April 2017
Now That I’ve Made It Don’t Want To Fade It
Man, can you ever
get lost in Status Quo’s 4500 Times.
You're
enjoying the groove, and suddenly you realize it's changed but it's still the
same song - then it happens again- and again after that … over and over again, and each change is seamless.
What a tight band, Status Quo was.
What a tight band, Status Quo was.
Monday, 17 April 2017
The First Cut Is The Deepest
When you’re huge,
you’re huge, and after you’ve been around a while, your entire body of work
tends to morph into one, uh, huge, thing.
So it begs the
question, who would we still view – years later - as huge if they had
stopped after only one album? Hendrix,
Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin, The Cars, Buddy Holly …
After that, I
dunno. Adele? The Band?
The Byrds? Crosby Stills and
Nash? Dire Straits? Eagles?
Elvis? Jeff Beck? Steely Dan?
Maybe.
There are a lot
of names from the rock pantheon missing, a lot of acts that took a couple or
three albums to really establish a place in music history. The Beatles, The Stones, The Who, U2, Pink
Floyd, Chuck Berry, AC/DC …
Maybe we’d
remember them all, but more as flashes in the pan than big influencers. But not many artists nailed it the first time
out.
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Thursday, 6 April 2017
I Can’t Explain
And it took me a
pretty long time, but I finally figured out that, before Led Zeppelin came
along, the second best band in the world was The Who.
Why do I keep forgetting that?
Why do I keep forgetting that?
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Thursday, 30 March 2017
How Many More Times
Sometimes I hear
a voice saying, "It's okay to go on about the other guys, but why don't
you just admit your second favourite
band is Led Zeppelin?"
Thursday, 23 March 2017
Hail! Hail! Rock n Roll!
He might not have invented Rock n Roll, but he defined it. Everything that’s come after has been built
on his foundation.
But don’t read me. Read Gibson’s
lovely tribute to Chuck Berry. As the article says, “most influential
musician ever? Just ask a Beatle.”
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Thursday, 9 March 2017
Getting Better
Part II of my
rebuttal to Professor Armand Leroi’s preposterous assertion that The Beatles had virtually no
influence on pop music.
Chuck Berry,
Elvis, Little Richard, Buddy Holly, the Everlys - played by punks, punks who
grew up listening to show tunes, folk songs, sing-alongs, music hall numbers, cowboy
movies, and Granny’s weekly performance at the pub.
By the time they
had emerged from Hamburg and those 6 hour sets, The Beatles had developed their
own unique sound, a sound which incorporated that early rockabilly, 50’s
R&B, and yes, their childhood influences. They had become adept at absorbing other
styles and transforming them into their own brand of rock and roll.
Then there was soul
music, and the pixie dust of Motown, which had, in its own way, done the same
thing.
Dylan, folk-rock,
classical, Eastern, psychedelic, singer/songwriter, hard rock, each one studied,
re-imagined and grafted on to that ever-expanding base. Each new experiment set someone else off on
another new idea, which looped right back to The Beatles for them to start all
over again. Getting so much better all
the time.
There is no
scientific way to explain the influence of The Beatles, because it magic.
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Friday, 3 March 2017
You Can’t Do That
So, Armand Leroi, a professor at Imperial College London, has concluded
that The Beatles had virtually no
influence on pop music, having had computers analyze hits
from 1960 through 2010.
To which I would say this: At
every step of their career, The Beatles absorbed the music around them,
assimilating each style, giving it new life from the raw force of pure rock and
roll. Each addition created new opportunities for other artists, which The
Beatles then heard and absorbed in turn. And on and on it went. That’s
what you call music evolution.
Computer analysis is irrelevant. The
record shows that all the major artists over that half century have
acknowledged the influence The Beatles had on them, and The Beatles freely and
frequently acknowledged who they were listening to and learning from.
And in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
Friday, 24 February 2017
I Wonder What You People Do With Your Lives
Listen to Forever by The Charlatans. How did these guys not become huge?
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Thursday, 16 February 2017
Thursday, 9 February 2017
But I’ve Never Seen It Freeze
Down In The Hole is proof that
James Taylor would be a great singer in any genre he chose. It’s a masterpiece from a masterful artist.
Thursday, 2 February 2017
Feed The World
The
thing about Live Aid - apart from the
awesome performances (okay, not all of it aged well, but some of the
performances are immortal) - was: after your hope being dormant for a while,
you believed that music might change the world after all.
Oh
well …
Thursday, 26 January 2017
Just Like The Time Before And The Time Before That
1) I don’t know much about
Scarlet Rivera’s work other than what she did with Dylan, but she must have
been a Beatles fan. The violin solos are
like Beatles backward guitar tracks from Revolver.
2) Dylan's Nobel Prize is
right there in this song. The horror, the outrage, the compassion at the
stupidity of ignorance and hate over love – summing up the human condition in
one spellbinding song.
3) Who says Dylan can't
sing?
Friday, 20 January 2017
Do You Believe In Magic
It
used to be when you bought a new album and put it on, you expected to be
astonished.
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Friday, 6 January 2017
Does The Message Get To You?
Tarzan Boy by Baltimora might represent
everything that - for some – was detestable
about the 80’s. Sorry, but I love it.
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