My Friday panel devoted a total of four minutes to the opener of Big Bam Boom, Daryl Hall and John Oates’ last imperial phase album. As I noted, clearly the duo had liked New Order’s “Confusion.” Here it is in its six-minutes 12″ glory. appy Sunday.
The joker and the horndog, the prankster and spankster, Malik Taylor vulgarized A Tribe Called Quest’s best material. From the “I like em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican or Haitian” bit in their best slow jam “Electric Relaxation” to the discovery in “Butter” that women are more complex than his attitudes were willing to admit, this… More Phife Dawg – RIP
The streaming age hasn’t made appraisal of Al Green’s catalog easier. When the wedding standards from Greatest Hits pop up on Spotify, I understand why the young hate weddings and old people. From breakthrough Al Green Gets Next to You through Al Green is Love, the R&B singer-songwriter-sensualist recorded full length statements, boasting album tracks… More Al Green: It’s all okay
In 1991 Throwing Muses released The Real Ramona, their shiniest album. Strange things look stranger in the light. The brawny rocker “Red Shoes” never explains what’s got it so upset but with Tanya Donnelly and Kirstin Hersh exchanging riffs and vocals it doesn’t matter. Happy Sunday.
11:01. Performing “Ace of Spades” with Duff McKagan and Alice Cooper, Johnny Depp reprises the guitar stylings he brought to Oasis’ immortal “Fade In-Out.” 10:55. When Iggy dies Dave Grohl will shimmy shirtless in leather pants in a Grammy performance of “Loose.” 10:50. Although I haven’t given Alabama Shakes the attention they deserve, Brittany Howard… More 58th Grammy Awards: loud ‘n’ proud
My favorite Lucinda Williams tune, a vaccine against the plague of her recent work. Happy Sunday.
Not too long ago I was asking a friend, is the 1998 Earth, Wind & Fire compilation among the greatest albums? Up there with In a Silent Way, OK Computer, or whatever else is in your canon? I meant them as statements, of course, and, yes, greatest hits are albums. From the early seventies to… More Maurice White — RIP
A soft country hit with traces of New Wave in its syncopation and hooks, “When She Cries” actually crossed over in late 1992. I’d forgotten it until I heard it at — guess — CVS. It’s pretty, compensating for crap lyrics. Happy Sunday.
As boomers aged, their interest in chart pop receded. After a long period during which their tastes and MTV-addicted youth colluded to turn Steve Winwood, Eric Clapton, and Phil Collins into ubiquitous radio presences, their taste shifted backwards. Natalie Cole was the right age when she recorded Unforgettable…With Love in 1991. Like her audience, sops… More Natalie Cole — RIP
One of my favorite opening lines. I love that clattering rhythm track too. Happy Sunday.
I like Tom Petty. If like me, however, you discovered Petty after 1987, how he sounds on those early singles takes…getting used to. Rob Sheffield voted him second worst singer ever, and I understand (re “Breakdown”: “Tom snuggles up to a très seductive French accent for what still holds up as his career performance in… More Here comes my POLL: Tom Petty
Where Wildheart will place in my best of 2015 remains unknown, but when I listen to performances like this I understand why I have to fight every impulse to shill for Miguel. A man with a voice so impregnable and capable of joy without strain demands worship no matter how gnarled the arrangements.