Monthly Archives: November 2010
Are you the goddess? Who is the goddess? The goddess is the woman, is a woman, is any woman, is all women.
Bobby Hutcherson with Harold Land, “Prints Tie,” from San Francisco (Blue Note, 1970)
I’ve found this to be a good song to write to: the intensely laid-back repetition of that bassline dialtone, the way the melody takes hold and slowly dilates over seven and a half minutes.
Thunderegg, “Thunderegg Feels Rich” (promotional mp3, Christmas 2004)
Thanks to Drexel for putting me on to this.
Neil Young, “Revolution Blues,” from On the Beach (Reprise, 1974)
I’ve always wanted to cover this.
Well, we live in a trailer at the edge of town
You never see us ‘cause we don’t come around
We got twenty-five rifles just to keep the population down
But we need you now, and that’s why I’m hangin’ ‘round
So you be good to me and I’ll be good to you,
And in this land of conditions I’m not above suspicion
I won’t attack you, but I won’t back you Continue reading
Some love for my late great uncle Bob Cooke (middle), DJ for KWFM in Tucson in the late 1970s and early 1980s. Think Johnny Fever, except with a tragic, senseless ending.
John Cale, “The Endless Plain of Fortune,” from Paris 1919 (Reprise, 1973)
I must have listened to this tune 25 times as I drove from New York toward Chicago yesterday. It may have its orchestrally over-the-top moments, but part A of the verse (happens three times over the course of the song) makes me melt.