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hrrundivbakshi

Sep 022010
 

I don’t know if Paul McCartney blew his mind out in a car in 1966, but it’s clear to me that by 1969-70, he’d gotten pretty rich and tired — or maybe just lazy. His noble savage/country farmer persona — only hinted at during the Get Back sessions — probably reached its most fervent, greasy-haired expression in the music (and photos) that fill his first solo album, entitled simply McCartney.

Who knows why Paul decided to retreat to his farm/lighthouse/sheep station/rock studio and record this half-baked collection of unfinished demos? But he did — and, for my money, it’s a sad preview of the dozens (hundreds?) of half-assed songs he’s foisted on the world since then, just because he can.

As usual, there’s at least one jaw-dropper on the album (in this case, “Maybe I’m Amazed”) — the song that makes you want to sock the guy in the nose for betraying his talent on the rest of the record. But the rest of it is just stupid. I mean, really: is this LP any better than a bootleg collection of home demos — clearly never meant to get “finished” — would be?

Reading current reviews of this record, I’m sensing that the rock and roll revisionists are circling around this disc, telling us that it’s a hidden “rough gem” in McCartney’s otherwise polished catalog. Bullshit! The album sucks eggs.

Don’t you agree?

HVB

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Aug 292010
 

I swear this is totally for real: http://www.andvinyly.com/

So, I guess the question is: … what would you call the “song” made by the sound of your ashes popping and crackling under your stereo stylus?

I already claim “On the Whole, I’d Rather Be In Philadelphia.”

I look forward to your responses, sort of.

HVB

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Aug 272010
 

I was listening to the Pernice Brothers‘ album Live a Little today, and enjoying it immensely. The top was down, the sun was shining, traffic was light, and the band was as tuneful and tasteful as ever.

At one point, one of the tunes sounded an awful lot like “Working Girls” from their previous album, The World Won’t End. I didn’t care. The next song sounded a whole lot like some other Pernice Brothers song I loved. Did I give a shit? No! I realized a great deal of Pernice Brothers songs sound a great deal like other Pernice Brothers songs… and I was perfectly happy with that.

This got me thinking about other bands that are — thankfully — one-trick ponies. You know the bands I mean: bands that only do one thing, over and over — and that disappoint us when they try to do anything else, so good is the one thing they’re good at doing.

I’d like to make a definitive list of Great One-Trick Pony Bands. Will you help? If “yes,” then a word of advice: don’t give me any lazy-ass choices like AC/DC. They’re not a one-trick pony — they used to kick ass in a raw, almost punk kind of way, and now they mostly suck ass, in a stadium-rock kind of way. They look different, they act different, and they sound different. Same goes for lazy answer #2: ZZ Top. Once great, now lame, for many of the same reasons. Also: please don’t list garage/freakbeat revivalists, who try to recreate one-trick pony rock.

A *good* answer would be, say, HVB faves Supagroup: testosterone-fueled ’70s hard rockers who keep making the same album over and over again — and all of them are awesome.

So: gimme your best one-trick pony bands. Hand ’em over!

HVB

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Aug 182010
 

Hey, Gergley!

Mockcarr and I are about to form our umpteenth band together, in which we’re planning to focus on simple 60s beat music. One of the finalists for the set list is “Come On,” by Australian combo The Atlantics. I’m sure you’d be appalled that men of such exquisite taste would dare attempt to recreate something that veers so closely to the “garage” flavor. But that just begs the question: why exactly is it bad form for old geezers to play music like this? And a corollary question is: what forms of rock are okay — or decidedly not okay — for geezers to play in public?

I really want to know!

Your pal,

HVB

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Aug 162010
 

To every peckerhead up here who refuses to take off the Peter Fonda sunglasses and motorcycle jacket, I want to know right here and now what your beef is with Herman’s Hermits. And if you do have a problem, please provide a well thought out reason for your disliking. And I don’t wanna hear any of that Andy “my record collection consists of 8 greatest hits LPs, the centerpiece of which is that Stones thing that’s shaped like an octagon” Rosenau crap like “Yeah, and Freddie and the Dreamers really kick it out too” drivel.

Know you’re dealing with someone who knows the Hermits catalog very well.

Let’s go. I’m ready for it.

Sincerely,
E. Pluribus

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