Dec 312010
I don’t recall ever hearing or seeing this George Harrison New Year’s song before! In that case, it’s both old and new to me, much like I could say for the past year, depending on when you asked. Have a happy and healthy New Year, and thanks for a fun 2010!
I don’t recall this either. The song’s ok, but I like the guitar porn in the clip, since I assume that’s his moptop era Rickenbacker and Epiphone Casino.
Yeah, depending on where one works (eg, a music store) you might say this video is NSFW.
It’s been confirmed: On tonight’s Saturday Night Shut-In I’ll be interviewing a former division head of Apple Corps! Coming up in about an hour…
Talk about a song that goes nowhere!
Mod, I am stunned that you don’t know this song! Which is not to say it is a great song–clearly, it is not–but it just sounds so, well, George-ish (slide guitar, chunky horns). Complete with “Dark Hoarse” vocals. I like it in spite of its obvious lack of inspiration.
Funny that George seems to have been the only ex-Fab who took the old fab gear out of mothballs from time to time–clothing, I mean, not just guitars and Hofner Violin Basses.
misterioso, my old friends and I were talking about our near-complete knowledge of Harrison’s ’70s solo catalog after All Things Must Pass and Living in the Material World. He really developed a knack for putting out songs that went nowhere, didn’t he?
On the other hand, you’re right about him – of all Beatles – having the most fun with his band’s legacy. That never fails to surprise me.
Well, certainly Dark Horse and Extra Texture have precious little to recommend them. (Though I like “You” a great deal, in fact.) 33 1/3 has some moments, I like George Harrison (the lp) quite a bit, Somewhere in England and Gone Troppo have a few good songs each, Cloud Nine I still like even with the excessive Lynneishness, and I thought Brainwashed was rather good, too.
I purposely specified “’70s solo catalog” because I agree that Cloud Nine and Brainwashed have their merits. I’m sure there are 3 or 4 songs I like from those other ’70s albums, but most of us at our New Year’s Eve gathering agreed that George’s output during the second half of the ’70s was especially pointless or unfocused. He carried on all the George trimmings, but they seemed to serve no greater good than to fulfill a recording contract and continue to push out some “spiritual” platitudes.
Indeed. I think he–and everyone else who came up in the first generations of rock and rollers–were programmed to put out a record a year, at least, regardless of whether they actually needed to or, for that matter, had the material to do so. At some point, I think, it clicked with him: Why am I doing this? I’ll put out a record when and if I feel like it.