Showing posts with label Bruce Springsteen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bruce Springsteen. Show all posts
Thursday, January 24, 2013
You know how to make a Venetian Blind?
This really has nothing to do with The Stooges sadly.
Over the summer break I read the new Springsteen bio by Peter A Carlin. It was a nice (but by no means thrilling) stroll through the history of The Boss and, as such, it prompted me to go back and listen to all his albums in chronological order.
Because I have oodles of time to spare.
The musical journey did allow me to finally appreciate albums that I had previously given short shrift (Tunnel of Love and The Ghost of Tom Joad) whilst confirming my utter dislike of others. It also made me realise that, deep down, the double release turkey of Human Touch and Lucky Town would have made a passable single album if Bruce had only called in an editor.
One of the songs that would make that mythical track list is a bitter sweet tune called 'I Wish I Were Blind'.
It's a classic tale of jealousy as a man pines over a girl who is unfortunately with someone else. In this case sung to the tune of 'Under The Boardwalk' slowed down just a fraction.
But there are others that would also be willing to lose their sight over the same situation.
Australian singer-songwriter Paul Kelly released a great little ditty a few years later called 'I'd Rather Go Blind'.
Paul gets extra credit for referencing both Dr Dre and You Am I as well as hoping that his ex-lover has become a lesbian: "You know I can't compete with that all"
Not to be outdone, Paul nicked the title from the Etta James classic.
It is refreshing to know that women can feel the same way when it comes to this subject.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
I had to say goodbye to Miss January, she had a hold on my mind for so long

Albums
Q-Tip - The Renaissance
Q-Tip came from a hot tip courtesy of my main man David Affran. A cool breezy hip-hop record that sits well with the summer here in Oz. His drawl is not for everyone but it gels with the jazzy production and is a nice foil to guests like Raphael Saddiq and Norah Jones. The most satisfying release from the rap genre since Lupe Fiasco's The Cool.
The Clash - London Calling
Let's get one thing clear: I didn't just discover The Clash. After years of working in a record store and listening to albums for free, there are many things that I am only getting around to purchasing now. Nothing more needs to be said about London Calling but I must give props to The Marquis Of Lorne who were playing it one Saturday night, reminding me that it was absent from my collection.
Minty Fresh Beats - Jaydiohead
I'll admit I haven't given this its due attention, I downloaded it off the back of the great Coldplay/Jay-Z mixtape last year. I shall endeavour to give you an update next month.
Otis Redding - Definitive Soul Collection
Another one missing from the collection though I had a handful of Otis tracks already. Soul is my weakness and if I was ever narrow-minded enough to stick to the one genre then this would be it. Currently I can't stop playing 'That's How Strong My Love Is'.
Bruce Springsteen - Working On A Dream
No one gets a free pass, not even my hero The Boss. A frustrating album that shows flashes of greatness (the bonus track 'The Wrestler') but ultimately suffers from clunky lyrics and production (please cut ties with Brendan O'Brien). Opener 'Outlaw Pete' is musically solid but ultimately sounds like The Killers attempting to do Springsteen. And is it just me or can you imagine 'Queen Of The Supermarket' appearing in a forthcoming Flight Of The Conchords episode?
Company Of Strangers - Company Of Strangers
Acquired through nefarious means, this is simply early 90s Oz nostalgia. The singles from this one off project were gold. In particular 'Motor City (I Get Lost)' where Daryl Braithwaite steals the song from James Reyne by simply belting out the refrain "Oh lay some Aretha on me!"
Singles/EP's
Bic Runga - Winning Arrow
A gorgeous track from a few years ago that I have only now got around to purchasing.
Coldplay - Viva La Vida (Thin White Duke Mix)
A free download from their website. Nice, without ever usurping the original. Waiting for the Thin White Duke treatment on Joe Satriani's 'If I Could Fly'.
Del Shannon - Callin' Out My Name
From his posthumous 1991 album Rock On! released a year after he took his own life. His voice was still as strong as it was back in 1961.
Huey Lewis & The News - Walking On A Thin Line
I awoke one morning to this stuck in my head. I had to purchase, I just had to.
U2 - Get On Your Boots
The first salvo from No Line On The Horizon. This is fun without trying ever trying to be profound. It amazes me how they can remain relevant.
*Best purchase from iTunes whilst under the influence ever!
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Sunday, January 18, 2009
I haven't really absorbed that one yet: Why 2008 was the musical year of meh
Someone or something was to blame for my lack of enthusiasm for music in 2008 but I am reluctant to point the finger.
The easy thing would be to blame the iPod because it is a defenseless object that can't fire back at me. Unless Steve Jobs knows something I don't.
Last year I bought 24 new release albums. Adding in singles, EPs, albums I didn't pay for and the now popular 'Exclusive Track Not On The Album' (for artists that no longer have singles to facilitate B-Sides) and I had somewhere in the vicinity of 400 new songs on my iPod for the year.
Considering I no longer work in music, that isn't too shabby an effort (a new album every fortnight on average). Keep in mind this doesn't count some excellent back catalogue pickups that I either bought (You don't own Van Morrison's double live set 'It's Too Late To Stop Now'? What are you doing here?) or were kindly loaned to me (Gracias to Senor Gillespie for Springsteen's Tracks).
My problem, as shallow as it is, was that I never gave myself the time to listen to it all and I fear that some great music was missed or at least not appreciated enough.
Due to the ease of switching to different tracks on the iPod, I often fell into periods of listening to old favourites that I had owned for years. As such, the new albums that I should have been thrashing were being neglected as I loaded up Whiskeytown's Pneumonia for like the millionth time.
I'll admit some purchases were duds (a solo Jakob Dylan album is as dull as you would imagine it to be) but on a whole I picked up albums that I knew I would like...eventually.
Here then are a few albums I really need to give a second chance:
Counting Crows - Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings:
I'm a Crows fan for life so my opinion will be subjective. I enjoyed the album but not to the scale of Hard Candy or Recovering The Satellites. Was it that the songs weren't as immediate? I remember my fading interest on side 2 of 1999s This Desert Life but that was pre-iPod so I would listen to the album from start to finish no matter what. Something I may need to do again with this album.
Bloc Party - Intimacy:
I have already spoken about this album elsewhere but now, post-purchase, I am at a loss to know what to make of it. It feels disjointed at times and brilliant at others ('Talons' is a great song). To me it feels like a reactionary move to criticism leveled at them after A Weekend In The City, an album I quite enjoyed. I think the band has immense talent but they need to go to ground for a while and think about what type of band they want to be. Not what everyone else wants them to be.
Michael Franti & Spearhead - All Rebel Rockers:
I am not a fan of reggae. This is something my friends are very much aware of and it is a subject I will explore much further at a later date. Franti's albums all have some level of reggae/dancehall in them but this one has by far the most. Yet that isn't what has stopped me from enjoying it. I think Franti is best enjoyed in warmer climates and this was his first album released since I moved to chilly Melbourne. Now it is summer I think it is time to give All Rebel Rockers its due.
Martha Wainwright - I Know You're Married But I've Got Feelings Too:
This album suffered from the old chestnut 'great first single that artificially increases expectations' syndrome. 'Comin' Tonight' set the scene for a brilliant set of songs that delicately straddled critical and commercial success. Sadly that was not the case. Maybe in a renewed light I can appreciate the album without comparing it to its shining opening salvo. Does win the award for best album title though.
The easy thing would be to blame the iPod because it is a defenseless object that can't fire back at me. Unless Steve Jobs knows something I don't.
Last year I bought 24 new release albums. Adding in singles, EPs, albums I didn't pay for and the now popular 'Exclusive Track Not On The Album' (for artists that no longer have singles to facilitate B-Sides) and I had somewhere in the vicinity of 400 new songs on my iPod for the year.
Considering I no longer work in music, that isn't too shabby an effort (a new album every fortnight on average). Keep in mind this doesn't count some excellent back catalogue pickups that I either bought (You don't own Van Morrison's double live set 'It's Too Late To Stop Now'? What are you doing here?) or were kindly loaned to me (Gracias to Senor Gillespie for Springsteen's Tracks).
My problem, as shallow as it is, was that I never gave myself the time to listen to it all and I fear that some great music was missed or at least not appreciated enough.
Due to the ease of switching to different tracks on the iPod, I often fell into periods of listening to old favourites that I had owned for years. As such, the new albums that I should have been thrashing were being neglected as I loaded up Whiskeytown's Pneumonia for like the millionth time.
I'll admit some purchases were duds (a solo Jakob Dylan album is as dull as you would imagine it to be) but on a whole I picked up albums that I knew I would like...eventually.
Here then are a few albums I really need to give a second chance:

I'm a Crows fan for life so my opinion will be subjective. I enjoyed the album but not to the scale of Hard Candy or Recovering The Satellites. Was it that the songs weren't as immediate? I remember my fading interest on side 2 of 1999s This Desert Life but that was pre-iPod so I would listen to the album from start to finish no matter what. Something I may need to do again with this album.

I have already spoken about this album elsewhere but now, post-purchase, I am at a loss to know what to make of it. It feels disjointed at times and brilliant at others ('Talons' is a great song). To me it feels like a reactionary move to criticism leveled at them after A Weekend In The City, an album I quite enjoyed. I think the band has immense talent but they need to go to ground for a while and think about what type of band they want to be. Not what everyone else wants them to be.

I am not a fan of reggae. This is something my friends are very much aware of and it is a subject I will explore much further at a later date. Franti's albums all have some level of reggae/dancehall in them but this one has by far the most. Yet that isn't what has stopped me from enjoying it. I think Franti is best enjoyed in warmer climates and this was his first album released since I moved to chilly Melbourne. Now it is summer I think it is time to give All Rebel Rockers its due.

This album suffered from the old chestnut 'great first single that artificially increases expectations' syndrome. 'Comin' Tonight' set the scene for a brilliant set of songs that delicately straddled critical and commercial success. Sadly that was not the case. Maybe in a renewed light I can appreciate the album without comparing it to its shining opening salvo. Does win the award for best album title though.
Monday, December 15, 2008
We liked the same music - we liked the same bands
When a 12 track album contains no less than 7 Top 10 U.S. singles, you know the album tracks are going to be quality.
The song 'Bobby Jean' from Born In The U.S.A. wasn't a single but the tune probably means more to a fan of The Boss than any of the others on that monster album. The casual listener assumes it is another tale of a girl leaving a boy but it is actually about Springsteen dealing with the departure of his right hand man, his 'Blood Brother', Little Stevie from the band.
Yesterday I said goodbye to my good friend David who starts the next journey of his life in Toronto. David is an immensely talented musician and his heartfelt songs on love and life should sit comfortably with a North American audience in front of him.
So to my own 'Blood Brother' - Good luck and goodbye. This one's for you Mr Gillespie:
The song 'Bobby Jean' from Born In The U.S.A. wasn't a single but the tune probably means more to a fan of The Boss than any of the others on that monster album. The casual listener assumes it is another tale of a girl leaving a boy but it is actually about Springsteen dealing with the departure of his right hand man, his 'Blood Brother', Little Stevie from the band.
Yesterday I said goodbye to my good friend David who starts the next journey of his life in Toronto. David is an immensely talented musician and his heartfelt songs on love and life should sit comfortably with a North American audience in front of him.
So to my own 'Blood Brother' - Good luck and goodbye. This one's for you Mr Gillespie:
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