Showing posts with label My 15 Part 2 and drivel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My 15 Part 2 and drivel. Show all posts

Friday, November 13, 2009

MY 15 PART 2

Hello metal...
Steppenwolf (band) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

I would have to say that Steppenwolf had to be the earliest form of metal. My only other introduction to early metal would have been the very scary Iron Butterfly... scary because, well... they sucked! I was in 8th grade when Innagoodadavida showed up. Hey does anyone know how to spell that title? Yikes what a terrible tune! Yet it was played at every party and dance. On the other hand, so was Steppenwolf and that was music I could appreciate. It offered the beat and drive that I still find absolutely irresistible in metal to this day.


Buffalo Springfield - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

From metal to mellow... I saw these guys in a dinky ballroom way back... having been forced to accompany the Medusa. My mom liked to use me as some sort of weird human deterrent for people in our family to avoid getting into trouble. Maybe she thought I'd squeal on them. Ok... sometimes I did squeal on the Medusa, but you know... pay back and all that. Anyway, I thought that Stephen Stills was the dreamiest thing I'd ever seen and that was all it took to buy this album. I did tell you that none of my choices are based on actual musical knowledge right? Well I fell in love with the music too and from there followed everyone in it where they went, expanding my horizon all the more.


Alice's Restaurant - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

How could I not be affected by this one? Communes, hippies, a terrible crime complete with 8"X10" glossies and blind justice! A long winded story that just kept giving! To this day Thanksgiving does not pass by in my box on rocks without a good listen to... or viewing of the video of the Thanksgiving Masacree! It was a storyteller's dream... and I was well on my way to becoming a storyteller and reader when Arlo hit the screen.

Seatrain (band) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia


Not many of you will know these folk. This is Seatrain. They were a very bluegrass sort of beast with interesting themes and wonderful musical talent. Here is my favorite song... The Song of Job... and guess what it is... yep, a STORY. Are you getting the feel of the theme here? Give it a listen, if you would.

A great Seatrain song and great story






T. Rex (band) - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Oh my... this gentleman, Marc Bolan and his band introduced me to many things. Probably the first Glam Rocker that I got into... (quickly followed by David Bowie as Ziggy Stardust)... the subtle art of raunchy lyrics and overt sexual distraction to boggle the mind... mixed with good old fashioned rock-a-billy... all designed to entice you to dance til you dropped. Sigh. Here are a couple of samples for you... because one song cannot show you what T.REX was like. It's like saying Sees has chocolate. By the way... that Wakeman connection continues on thru here as well... their most popular hit "Bang A Gong (Get It On)" featured Rick on the keyboards. Besides, how can you not like a band with a guy in it named Stephen Peregrine Took! (Possibly of the Bag-End Tooks?)

20th Century Boy by T. Rex A fine example!




[Video] T- Rex - I Love To Boogie [totp2] (Wiggy St Helens UK 2005)
You may recall this song from the movie Billie Elliot.



By now you are catching on that I am not...was not constrained by genre in music any more than I am in books. Life gifts us with infinite variety in most things. Musically, I embraced it... still do.I hope you enjoyed your trip in my musical way-back machine from the mind of late 60s and early 70s Bliss.


All of these albums are doors that open from one realm to another into another and so on up the line. If each one had a thread... together they weave through each other and form a great tapestry that is my musical reality. Gosh I love it here.


I'm not going to be here for a few days. If I can I will leave Part 3 for Sat./Sun. post. But I am running out of time fast and still have two batches of cookies to make before my family mutinies and forces me to walk the plank... not to mention I have now commited to Macaroons for the Deerslayer this trip... causing Squeaky to shout "You can make macaroons too? this is unbelievable! " I made a concession in his favor and agreed to make him oatmeal cookies with crasins in them instead of raisins.


Goodness... what a demanding thing he is. The driving lesson today was divine... I told him that if he wanted pop he had to drive down town to the market. He whined, but he made it just fine. But the idea of detours and flag people just about did him in, until he saw that they had left for the day. hee hee... should I have told him instead of making him sweat it out? Naw.
Hey... I've lost two more pounds! Very cool beans. :-)