Showing posts with label Heroes of Feral Boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Heroes of Feral Boy. Show all posts

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Alice Cooper, Reminiscing About the Early '70s

Lennon, Nilsson, and Cooper, with an unidentified forehead

Circa 1979, Billion Dollar Babies was Feral Boy's favorite album. Alice Cooper (née Vincent Furnier - a son of Detroit) sang songs that I could understand (in both senses of the word) - they were clearly enunciated, and offered coherent story-telling, with tangible imagery my adolescent brain could embrace. (Mush-mouthed Bob Dylan? Hippy-dippy Neil Young? "No, thank you," my 16-year-old self would reply. "I'll take the Alice Cooper combo, please, with a side of the Steve Miller Band.") And Glen Buxton's lead guitar on those songs still blows me away, rivaling Mick Ronson's work with David Bowie for the most tasteful noodling to emerge from that period.




So, you'll understand why I was so pleased to stumble upon a piece at vice.com, wherein Alice Cooper waxes nostalgic about that era. Even if you don't care for his brand of shock-rock, you may enjoy his gossip about other rock luminaries. Here are some choice quotes from an otherwise incoherent article:
When we put the Hollywood Vampires together, it was sort of a tribute to the old Hollywood drinking clubs, like when John Barrymore, Errol Flynn, and W.C. Fields would drink every night... We would go up to the top of the Rainbow... Every night it was Harry Nilsson, Bernie Taupin, Micky Dolenz, myself, and whoever else would show up. Ringo was there once in awhile. Keith Moon came when he was in town.

John Lennon would come too. He and Harry Nilsson were the best of friends, ya know? So if Harry was in town, he was always with John, and they’d come over...

But the really fun thing to do was to see what Keith Moon was gonna wear that night. One night he’d be in an Adolf Hitler outfit and the next he’d be the Queen of England... Keith was everybody’s best friend. When he was in town, he would stay at my house for a week, then go to Harry Nilsson’s for a week, and then stay at Ringo’s for a week. There was nobody like him. I always tell people, 30% of what you’ve heard about me is true, 30% of what you hear about Iggy is true, 30% of Prince is true, whatever… but everything you’ve heard about Keith Moon is true...

I got to meet Jim [Morrison] way back when we first moved to Los Angeles. The first people I ran into were Robby Krieger and the other guys from the Doors. They invited my band to come down to Sunset Sound and watch them record, which was great for a bunch of nobodies from Arizona. We were just out of our first year of college, so we had to be 19 or 20 years old when we came to LA. We were the biggest band in Phoenix, but we didn’t realize was there were 15,000 other bands in LA from Utah, Oregon, everywhere. They were the best bands from their cities too, and we were all trying to get gigs in the same clubs. There were maybe twenty clubs to play in and 20,000 bands—so the Doors took us under their wing. Those guys became our best friends, ya know?

Jim was just as self-destructive as you can imagine. He would go to a party—and in those days at a party, instead of jellybeans there'd be bowls of pills—and take a handful of pills and wash it down with Jack Daniel's. And who knew what those pills were?

...the version you hear of "The End" was the version they took from the session I watched them record. There were 26 other versions of the song, with different story lines, and every time they did it, Jim changed it. He never did it the same way twice... I mean, when Jim did "When the Music’s Over" and all those other songs—he was just improvising as he went. Which was pretty amazing, cause you were only gonna hear them once that way. The Doors were very jazz-oriented, so they played off each other well.

...you know the line in "Roadhouse Blues" that goes, “I woke up this morning, got myself a beer?” That’s my line. I was sitting there talking to him and Jim says, “What did you do today?” I said, “I woke up this morning, got myself a beer, duh, duh, duh…” Next thing I know, I hear it in that song.

...[the] harmonica on “Roadhouse Blues”... was John Sebastian, he just didn’t want his name on a Doors album because of the thing with Jim Morrison in Miami where he allegedly pulled his pants down and exposed himself. It wasn’t good for the Lovin’ Spoonful’s image to be attached to a Doors record.

...on “Under My Wheels,” it’s Rick Derringer playing lead guitar, not Glen Buxton.

We had a session one night in Morgan Studios in London when we were doing "Billion Dollar Babies." So Harry Nilsson walks in, and he’s got Marc Bolan, Ringo, Keith Moon, and Ric Grech from Blind Faith with him... To this day, I can't remember who played what on what. I know that Marc Bolan plays  somewhere on that album. Harry plays something on the album. Keith is on the album. Ringo’s on the album. It was one of those nights that’s just a blackout.

So Donovan was in the next studio recording with Mickey Most. He had a bunch of kids in there, ya know, that were singing on something. I can’t remember what song it was, but I came in and said, “I need a guy with a real British accent to do a voice over. Donovan, it’s time that you did some real rock ‘n’ roll.” So Donovan says, “Come into my studio, I’ve got all these kids that I’m conducting for this one vocal part.” I said, “I’ll conduct ‘em for ya!”       

He said OK. I had the make-up on and everything and the kids were terrified, but we got it all done and it was great. So then I pulled Donovan into my studio, and he just nailed the duet on “Billion Dollar Babies.” He just killed it.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Go, go, Yuichiro!


Japanese mountain climber Yuichiro Miura, who has had four heart surgeries, reached the top of Mount Everest on May 23 becoming the oldest person, at 80-years-old, to conquer the world's highest mountain. (He also successfully climbed it at ages 70 and 75.)

Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, a scooter-riding man circles the block for a third time, searching desperately for an open parking spot near the Wienery.

Friday, March 15, 2013

The Champion

Naoto Matsumura, Guardian of Fukushima's Animals:
Naoto isn’t a normal person, of course. He initially fled south with his parents during the nuclear disaster, but he ended up leaving them in Iwaki and returning to Tomioka. His reason for doing so wasn’t a sentimental love for home or a middle-aged man’s refusal to change, however. It was simple: he couldn’t abandon the animals on his family farm. “I was scared at first because I knew the radiation had spread everywhere,” he said of his initial days back home. “The next thought in my head was that if I stayed too long, I’d end up with cancer or leukemia. But, the longer I was with the animals, the more I came to see that we were all still healthy and that we would be OK.” Matsumura now cares for the cattle, pigs, cats, dogs, and even ostriches that are now ownerless, a responsibility he took on partly by accident. “Our dogs didn’t get fed for the first few days. When I did eventually feed them, the neighbors’ dogs started going crazy. I went over to check on them and found that they were all still tied up. Everyone in town left thinking they would be back home in a week or so, I guess. From then on, I fed all the cats and dogs every day. They couldn’t stand the wait, so they’d all gather around barking up a storm as soon as they heard my truck. Everywhere I went there was always barking. Like, ‘we’re thirsty’ or, ‘we don’t have any food.’ So I just kept making the rounds.”

Read the rest of this touching story (titled "Radioactive Man") at Vice.com

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Let's Go Surfin'!

Garrett McNamara rides a wave off Praia do Norte beach in Nazare, Portugal on January 28, 2013.
McNamara is said to have broken his own world record for the largest wave surfed when
he caught this wave reported to be around 100ft.(To Mane/Nazare Qualifica/Associated Press)

Monday, March 11, 2013

Girl Fight!

Feral Boy is a big fan of Ronda Rousey's work.

"For girls it raises your testosterone, so I try to have as
much sex as possible before I fight actually," Rousey said

Monday, February 25, 2013

Jon Stewart + Stephen Colbert

Feral Boy enjoys watching The Daily Show and The Colbert Report. He recently stumbled upon an entertaining report, at Third Beat Magazine, about a recent fundraising event at which the two shows' hosts speak candidly about their history together at Comedy Central. Check it out:

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Why Isn't Mickey Rourke in More, Better, Movies?

Edit: "Why Isn't Mickey Rourke in Better Movies?" (See: "More")

I've been a fan of Mickey Rourke's work since first seeing him in Diner. (Jesus, has it really been 29 years since that film was released?) Yes, he's seemingly bat-shit insane, has a reputation of being hard to work with, and has chosen to be in some awful movies, but, if nothing else, his performance is almost always the best thing in those otherwise lousy films. Why not bigger, better, roles? Well, here's a somewhat humorous tidbit that I stumbled upon at NYMag.com that may offer one explanation:

When we spotted Mickey Rourke leaning against a wall at the after-party for a screening of Scream 4 at the Mondrian Soho's Mister H last night, we made a beeline for the man. Was he there because he loves horror movies? Or to support the night’s celebrity headliner, 50 Cent, who he co-starred with in the unreleased 13? Nope, he wasn't there to do either. Rourke isn't a big fan of horror, and he's even less of a fan of 13, which he described as a "terrible" movie. Also "terrible" according to Rourke: Passion Play, his movie with Megan Fox, an actress he previously described as "the most talented" he'd ever worked with. Once you get Rourke talking candidly, he can't be stopped. Enjoy the brutal honesty.

Let’s start with horror movies: You a fan?
Depends.

On what?
If there’s nothing else to watch. I came here to see Harvey. I don’t know nothing about the movie.

What about 50 Cent? He’s hosting.
I haven’t seen him.

You guys are in a movie together, right?
A really bad movie, yeah.

What?! Is it out?
No, it’s so bad it can’t get out.

Tell me why you made it.
For the money.

But you think the movie’s bad.
Terrible.

Why?
You have to watch it.

What about your movie with Megan Fox and Bill Murray?
Terrible. Another terrible movie. But, you know, in your career and all the movies you make, you’re going to make dozens of terrible ones.

You called Megan Fox, like, one of the best actresses of all time.
That I worked with [smirk].

That movie’s getting limited release.
That’s because it’s not very good.

I know a good movie we can talk about: your rugby movie.
That’ll be a great movie. We start shooting February.
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Saturday, April 30, 2011

Herzog! part 2

Herzog!

The daring German filmmaker Werner Herzog once walked a thousand miles to propose to a woman. He once plotted to firebomb his leading man's house and once ate his own shoe to square a bet. He once got shot in the stomach during a TV interview, then insisted on finishing. And despite it all, his latest adventure—a 3-D documentary about cave paintings—still sounds batshit crazy.


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