Monthly Archives: April 2009

Why I don’t fear growing older

I know I tend to go on and on about Neil Young on this blog, but you need to see this clip (now 20 years old) of the man and Crazy Horse (with some ersatz drummer) on SNL. It is unbelievable. Keep in mind that he was in his mid forties when this performance was recorded.

Posted by Jordy


Filed under 1980s, Live, Rock

Great Middle-eights of Rock and Roll; or, Where’s that Confounded Bridge?

The middle eight has been a mainstay of Tin Pan Alley and popular songwriting generally for well over a century.  To what can we attribute the durability of this scheme?  In all honesty, the bridge can be downright perfunctory if not distractingly bad.  But when those eight bars are right, they can elevate a song from good to great.  Here are a few of my favorite eight-bar asides:

Bob Dylan – “I Want You” from Blonde on Blonde (1966): “All my fathers, they’ve gone down…”, This is a textbook middle-eight.  It feels neither routine nor out of place and features some of Dylan’s most poignant lyrics.

The Beatles – “You Can’t Do That” from A Hard Day’s Night (1964): “Everybody’s greeeee-eeeen…”, I love the harmonies here.  Like all truly great mid-eights, this one could quite possibly have been another fantastic song altogether.

Elvis Costello – “Welcome to the Working Week” from My Aim Is True (1977): “I hear you saying that the city’s alright…”, Though it clocks in at 1:23, this feels longer than it is because it’s so bursting with ideas.  It sets the frenetic pace for the best album of 1977 (apologies to the Clash and Television).

Any additions?

Posted by Jordy


Filed under 1960s, 1970s, Pop, Rock

It’s No Possible

Fela Kuti – “It’s No Possible” from He Miss Road (1975)

While “It’s No Possible” is not Fela’s most political, angriest, funkiest, or even most danceable jam, it’s his spaciest, most trance-inducing, and, to my mind, best structured. And who doesn’t need an induced trance right about now?

Buy Fela

Posted by Glenn


Filed under 1970s, Funk, Psychedelic, Rock, Space rock

Wilco’s rock and roll mythology

Wilco – “The Late Greats” from A Ghost Is Born (2004) and “Monday” from Being There (1996)

Wilco sometimes writes wonderfully suggestive songs about a mythological rock and roll universe.

I, for one, would love to hear a triple bill with The Late Greats, The Kay-Settes Starring Butcher’s Blind, and Choo Choo Charlie’s Plenty Good Band.

Maybe Romeo, he of the golden vocal cords, could join the bands for a Kiss cover or two. Beautiful and stoned.

What are your favorite fictional rock bands?

Buy the Wilc-sters

Posted by Glenn


Filed under 1990s, 2000s, Americana, Rock, Roots rock

Easy Rider

On behalf of the blog, I’d like to extend a cordial ‘tough shit’ to Phil Spector after his recent murder 2 conviction.  For better or worse, Spector has had a huge impact on the sound of popular music over the last 40 years.  Check out a sample of his collaboration with Leonard Cohen, during which, he allegedly threatened Cohen at gunpoint.

You flew too close to the sun, Phil.  Sayonara.

Share your crazy Spector apocrypha at this space.

Posted by Jordy


Filed under Messages

[“come in after this, here we go”]

There are periods when I get tired of every album I own.  This is very painful because my music is so important to me.  I’m sure you can relate.  Songs that can satisfy in those moments are especially treasured.  Broken Social Scene’s You Forgot it in People has been my salvation from ennui more than once.  Its songs, instrumentation, arrangements, and production are all rock-solid.  Furthermore, BSS has a real optimistic rock-n-roll sound which makes them, I think, more listenable than a group like, say, Boards of Canada (someone here needs to do a Boards of Canada post, by the way.  Those guys are wunderbar).

Broken Social Scene – “Looks Just Like the Sun” from You Forgot It In People (2002)

Buy it here

What music do you listen to at the end of your rope?

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Filed under 2000s, Rock

“I ended up alone at the microphone”

I’m back. At long last.

Alas, job potentialities forbid me from inhabiting the legal gray areas of MP3 posting, so you will only get streaming audio from me.  It’ s a good thing you come here for the musical insights and not just for free files, right?  And everyone clicks on the “Buy [artist’s name or relevant pun]” links, right?

Since I am likely a little rusty, I need a slow pitch.  So I’m sharing what may very well be my favorite Neil Young song, the title track from 1974’s On the Beach.   Its Wurlitzer-powered alternations between minor-7 and major-7 verses are the perfect mixture of alienation and sweet, i-don’t-give-a-shit redemption.  And check out the angsty, lyrical guitar solos.  Great.

I guess it was a rough time in his life and I’ll be goddamned if he didn’t make the most of it.

Neil Young – “On the Beach” from On the Beach (1974)

Buy it – it’s like 9 bucks.

Glad to be back,



Filed under 1970s, Rock