Thursday, September 24, 2015

Everything's gonna come around

Reading the coverage of a special visit this week is nudging little connections that might not be there otherwise. Maybe there's hope for this ol' world to get its act together, at least if this guy thinks there's some.

So the message here hit me.

Or it's that having to work doggedly at the computer lately seems to flow when accompanied by then-there-were-three Genesis.

I dunno, I think this one from 1983 has a feel of both the old, theatrical, Gabriel Genesis and the impending "Invisible Touch-ah!" Genesis. Weird oogly synths and Phil's falsetto.

Did I just connect the Pope and Genesis? Sure.

Monday, September 21, 2015

Remember how the stars stole the night away?

Whenever I hear it, I always remember how this felt

But it's really not about nostalgia. It's an aid to help you climb to a peak of happiness, way up in the blue sky, every -- single -- time   it plays.


Thursday, September 17, 2015

Today's Shuffle: See our marvellous leaders quiver

What if we joined together and said we'd had enough with all the bullshit? We need a union against those trying to divide us in the socio-political realm, not just/solely employment.

If we spent the energy absorbing ludicrous sideshows on perceiving and acting against the insidious ways these circus acts divide us.

Also, I'm sick of working to work.

To put it more hopefully, it's the other side of the "Imagine" coin.

Monday, September 14, 2015

Who is to say you'll be livin' in sadness

All I want to do is listen to Ernie Isley guitar solos and look at the sky and the leaves before they both go away, for the first harbinger of the Great Losses of autumn is my nasal and bronchial passages gone haywire.

They call it fall for a reason.

I just don't want this to go away. Please?

At least Ernie will stick around. I can even revisit the context of it all.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

I'll give you one hint, honey, you sure did put on a show

Crying in my coffee because I won't be seeing the Angry Young Man live tonight

At least I can try to kick it at karaoke again, like I did a few summers ago.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

I'm pretty tough, but the wind is rough

This not-Steely Dan is perfect for August. Or for my next drive down the PCH -- not west on Sunset to the sea, but right beside it.

Lyrically, though, the track is suited for feeling badly in a beautiful place, which I don't, and won't. Those places (dunes, waves) bring me back to center.

Musically, well, let the man speak for himself:

Such beauty and venom, all in one place. The Dan. (and not-Dan).

Monday, August 03, 2015

Retire the fences

Want to stop thinking so much? Listen to this.

First encounter: end credits of this.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

On Repeat: kissed the girls and made them high

You can have your "Rosanna" and "Africa," I want pudding pie.(I'll take any pie, thank you, right now)

Fine. Alright. I like Toto. I like Toto. I like Toto, which emerged in 1978 when, as a current reviewer points out, "their sheer competence was an affront." Sure, they're smooth, almost a little too smooth. But Steely Dan was smooth and Steely Dan was competent times hundreds, but Steely Dan were assholes who documented what went on in the limo after the party that was the 70s.

So you got Steely Dan without the cynicism and angularity (angular banjos?). You got echoes (fore-echoes) of Tears For Fears big, bright sound coupled with a soulful female voice. You got groove. Hells bells, within the same year as this single came out, a cover recorded by Charme, an R&B group that I can't find a single particle of wiki on, and sung by Luther "Panties-Off" Vandross (as in, "Luther on, panties off.").

You don't get more groove than that -- unless you also write a hit pop/disco/R&B track that scored high in a year that also gave us "I Will Survive," "Le Freak" and "Hot Stuff" (and, okay, "YMCA").

See? You never know what you'll find inside of a pie.