Between the years 1980 and 1986, Phil Collins put out 3 studio albums while Genesis put out 4. Too much!? As discussed in an earlier post, a little Genesis goes a long way. I think the same applies to Phil Collins’ early ’80s output. I never latched on at the time and still to this day he doesn’t do a whole lot for me…until now.
In this episode, I will present a worthy Phil Collins song along with some other famous Collins’ from the worlds of blues, folk-rock, rockabilly, new wave, power pop, and funk.
This week’s early edition of Saturday Night Shut-In, our weekly turntable chat and podcast, is episode 100! For the occasion, Mr. Moderator puts aside his multiple extracurricular activities of late and delivers a playlist and thoughts that reflect exactly where he is at this moment, man: sexy and spiritual! Enjoy, and stay tuned for future episodes from your fellow Townspeople.
I wouldn’t describe myself as a black and white guy, but often in our music debates we are called upon to either love or hate something. Yet sometimes we struggle with taking a side. And it’s not indifference. It’s fence sitting. Tonight I present 2 bands and 2 guys who’ve had me on the fence for too long. Also stay tuned for a Six-pack or Shotgun segment. Thanks to The Professor for his continued guidance and enlightenment.
Full disclosure: For good or ill, this episode of Saturday Night Shut-In was put together under the influence of some serious sinus medication.
[Allowing the seasonal theme to roll forward and to bolster your Moderator’s powers to survive playing a double-header baseball game on Sunday, let’s kick off the first of TWO Saturday Night Shut-Ins! “Game 2” of this day-night double-header should appear late tonight. – Mr. Moderator.]
I put this mix together with 2 things in mind:
To group together some of the also-rans of the Sixties, the things I grew up on the radio with. These are some of the songs that shared the air with The Beatles and The Stones, The Doors, Motown, all the bigger hit makers…but they’re often one-hit wonders,, ones that got lost in the Summer of Love, and they’re the kind of songs you hear, and you go “exactly who the hell did that, anyway?”