Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. 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.

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Riot Fest Denver announced!

Calling all middle-aged Clock members! Here's an opportunity to relive your late-twentieth-century glory days:



There are similar events in Toronto (Aug 24-25) and Chicago (Sept 13-15). For more info, go to: riotfest

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Endless Boogie

My hard drive frequently clutters with music I've never listened to, whose source I can't divine, recorded by bands I've never heard of. I am then left with the task of freeing up space, often through listening "cram sessions" whose sole purpose is to identify and then jettison the obvious tripe... to make room for more rash downloading.

Such was the case today.

One gem that made the cut is the album Long Island by Endless Boogie: eight tracks, each six to fourteen minutes long, of dark and relentless blues-rock jamming. I can't say that any of the songs are great, but they're all really good, though listening fatigue sets in pretty quickly. It's a perfect soundtrack for cocaine-fueled housekeeping, or seething about a love-gone-bad while cruising around the city after dark. I'm pretty sure Stoner would have loved it.


Saturday, April 20, 2013

Desaparecidos - Anonymous



Can't live today off that minimum wage unless you sleep on the factory floor
If there is anything great left in this sorry state it was built on the backs of the poor
So we buy and we sell for your corporate cartel and we vote when the contestant sings
A mind-control mix for our obedience, strong sleep-aids and hard energy drinks
Cause Freedom is not free
And neither is apathy

"Slay Goliath! Slay Goliath!" The flashmob all held up their phones
But you cannot predict when the students riot And a big machine always moves slow
So throw your little stone

You can't stop us We are Anonymous
You can't stop us We are Anonymous
Expect us We know what all of us know
You can't stop us We are Anonymous
You can't stop us We are Anonymous
Expect us We know what all of us know

A half-dozen cops came to seize a laptop from a sleeping fifteen year old kid
They broke down the door and discovered some more, a hundred million exactly like him
So we do not forgive and we do not forget, we are legion, expect us, you'll see
The righteous will resist, underfed eat the rich and the data mines finally come clean
Cause Freedom is not free And neither is secrecy

You can't stop us We are Anonymous
You can't stop us We are Anonymous
Expect us We know what all of us know
You can't stop us We are Anonymous
You can't stop us We are Anonymous
Expect us We know what all of us know

We know what Big Brother did
We're the Tattletale
We'll see your All-Seeing-Eye in hell

Monday, February 04, 2013

Beck - I Just Started Hating Some People Today

He's waaay behind me.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Tift Merrit - Traveling Alone

Hopefully, the bad taste that is Yo La Tengo has faded from your aural mouth by now; if not, apply this sonic palate cleanser (brought to Feral Boy's attention by an intern in the Clock's Ann Arbor bureau) to your tympanic membranes for instant relief:



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While researching Merritt's oeuvre on amazon.com, Feral Boy came across the following unvarnished review of Merritt's 2010 album, See You on the Moon:


To which someone rejoined:


And Feral Boy did laugh out loud.

Monday, May 07, 2012

Snowmass Chili & Brew Fest

This year's Snowmass Chili and Brew Fest sounds fun. Come one, come all!

Friday, June 8th

4:30pm - 6:00pm Fanny Hill Stage: Sierra Leone’s Refugee All Stars
5:00pm - 8:00pm "Snowmass Seasonal Brew Competition & Tasting" + Home Brew Competition" + International Chili Society Hot Times Chili Cook-Off
6:30pm - 8:00pm Fanny Hill Stage: The Congress

Saturday, June 9th

1:00pm - 3:00pm Fanny Hill Stage: Galactic
3:00pm - 5:00pm Grand Beer Tasting +International Chili Society Sizzling Snowmass Regional Championships +Verizon People's Choice Chili Cook-Off
6:00pm - 8:00pm Fanny Hill Stage: Gogol Bordello

Monday, April 09, 2012

Friday, February 17, 2012

Escort (the band)

A fun video for a neo-disco gem.

Monday, February 06, 2012

Helpless

Neil Young doesn't look long for this world, but his voice and harmonica still shine in this match-made-in-heaven pairing with Arcade Fire from October's Bridge School Benefit concert.

Watching the River Flow

The Rolling Stones (w/ Bill Wyman) help cover Dylan on Ben Waters' tribute to Ian Stewart, Boogie 4 Stu

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Lisa Hannigan

Irish "folkie" wins Feral Boy's paleolithic heart:



Saturday, January 21, 2012

Flight of the (Very Impatient) Bumblebee



Bonus guitar porn:

Six-hands



No-hands



No-arms


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Tuesday, January 03, 2012

Last Year's Models

Stoner’s 2011 favorites:

Hot Sauce Committee Volume Two, Beastie Boys: Running wild like the rats in Taco Bell. Originally recorded for the 1964 World’s Fair in NYC, but only released this year. Back to the future.
Runner-up: Several Shades of Why, J. Mascis or Last Summer, Eleanor Friedberger

Single/Video: “Bizness,” by tune-yards (thanks, Feral Boy)
Runner-up: “Black Up” by Shabazz Palaces

Jazz Album: Novela, Tony Malaby


Non-Fiction: Shock Value, by Jason Zinoman…A brief history of American horror films of the seventies. Tobe Hooper, John Carpenter, and Brian DePalma tackle “the monster problem.”
Runner-up: How Did You Get This Number, by Sloane Crosley

Fiction: The Art of Fielding, by Chad Harbach…Life on and off the baseball team at a lovingly-rendered Midwest liberal arts college.
Pulp fiction: Quarry’s Ex, by Max Allan Collins


The Trip: In most current comedy, you are invited to hang out with people you would never choose to spend any time with in life. The Trip is a welcome reprieve from that.

Runners-up: Attack The Block, Daddy Longlegs, Midnight In Paris

Sunday, October 09, 2011

Tom Waits

You’re the head on the spear
You’re the nail on the cross
You’re the fly in my beer
You’re the key that got lost
You’re the letter from Jesus on the bathroom wall
You’re mother superior in only a bra
You’re the same kind of bad as me

Lucas Santtana


Thursday, June 23, 2011

Big Freedia


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Monday, May 09, 2011

Robert Nighthawk

...was referred to in the previously linked-to Dale Beavers article (see The True Story of This Mother...)


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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Lemonflower

An awe-inspiring cover of an Anne Briggs classic:



And another of Mazzy Star:



http://www.myspace.com/lemonflowers
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Saturday, April 23, 2011

Deep Blues Festival 2011



After a one year hiatus, Deep Blues Festival rides again. This time around, Deep Blues Festival is a totally artist driven one day event in Cleveland, Ohio at the infamous Beachland Ballroom. INFO