(03-26-2019 11:30 PM)Rigsby Wrote: I'm surprised how much Bobo reminds me of 10,000 Maniacs:
What do you think Bosch?
I like her. Good voice, great energy. She's not painfully-concerned enough to come anywhere near 10,000 Maniacs Level though.
That being said:
1) I completely-ripped off my lyrical style from Natalie Merchant. Ultra-precise lyrics, complete sentences, can be read as prose.
2) As a guitarist of limited ability, I have gotten more mileage out of the Dmaj7 chord (the second one in 'Don't Talk') than you'd ever possibly-imagine. It always sounds like a desert highway, open spaces.
3) That guitar solo at 3:58 is pathetic.* As such, it was one of the first guitar solos I could ever play, until I realised there was no point imitating anyone else.
* Admittedly, they'd just lost their lead guitarist.
(03-26-2019 11:30 PM)Rigsby Wrote: I'm surprised how much Bobo reminds me of 10,000 Maniacs:
What do you think Bosch?
I like her. Good voice, great energy. She's not painfully-concerned enough to come anywhere near 10,000 Maniacs Level though.
That being said:
1) I completely-ripped off my lyrical style from Natalie Merchant. Ultra-precise lyrics, complete sentences, can be read as prose.
2) As a guitarist of limited ability, I have gotten more mileage out of the Dmaj7 chord (the second one in 'Don't Talk') than you'd ever possibly-imagine. It always sounds like a desert highway, open spaces.
3) That guitar solo at 3:58 is pathetic.* As such, it was one of the first guitar solos I could ever play, until I realised there was no point imitating anyone else.
* Admittedly, they'd just lost their lead guitarist.
Interesting.
No, I mean 'interesting'. Elucidate on the painfully-concerned comment if you can.
But never mind all that.
That whole American scene. I remember reading some comments from you about how you cringed looking back on some music you loved.
It made me think of that whole Australian scene. Well, just one band really. You know which one.
Such lefty bollocks. Or was it?
You mentioned R.E.M. as well. A band of pure genius. Then who really did sell out, man, in every sense of the word.
I think you mentioned New Order too. One of my favourite ever bands. About how bad it sounded. But you just need to listen with the right kind of ears. That shit is a third of a century old now.
This is my point:
Some people who make great music are arseholes.
Some people who make crap music are great guys.
The sands shift. Mores change. Personal morals change.
I have a soft spot for the Oil though. Peter was wearing a Sun-Orange shirt at Glastonbury, just my bro and me watching. The band were fucking tight - say what you like.
I'll never forget his words: "He seems like a man that knows where he's going". High praise.
It's a shame we don't have an arena to share our music - not just me and you, but all of us here at RVF. Personal shit, doxing shit, you know.
Here we are, connected, but yet we still can't make the final leap of intimacy, even within our relative anonymity.
Thanks for your words anyway. They brought a tear to my heart.
Ah, just got your 'painfully-concerned' comment. Gotcha! :-)
No need to explain. Unless you'd like to...
This is one fuck of a word salad of a post. I really shouldn't put it out there. Be gentle with me.
(03-29-2019 12:05 AM)Rigsby Wrote: Love these Southern boys.
I cut to the chase and watched Free Bird.
Observations:
No one plays to the camera. They ignore it.
THEY ARE BETTER THAN THAT. THEY ARE UNLEASHED.
CAMERAS? THE CAMERAS ARE THERE TO OBSERVE THEM. NOT TO RULE THEM. TO BE USED AS EVIDENCE LATER AGAINST THEM. YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT THEY IGNORE THEM.
These dudes are who they are and aren't cultivating a brand.
DAMN RIGHT AGAIN. BORNE FROM THE BACK ROOMS OF BIKER DENS DOWN SOUTH. CHICKEN WIRE SO THEY DON'T GET BOTTLED TOO BAD. SATURDAY NIGHT SPECIALS. THE REAL DEAL. A GANG.
They are so relaxed onstage. No show biz razzle dazzle.
THEY PAID THEIR DUES. ROUGH AND READY. THEY DID THIS A MILLION TIMES BEFORE. WHY DID THEY DO IT? MONEY? NAH. GLORY? NAH? FOR THE KIDS? NAH. I DON'T KNOW WHY THEY DID IT. BUT I'M GLAD THEY DID.
I like the way the lead singer sort of roams around, drinking champagne, orchestrating the action, solos, ending, in a very organic way.
LITTLE RONNIE VAN ZANT. YEAH HE WORE A 'COWBOY HAT' - IT WASN'T TO MAKE HIMSELF SEEM TALLER. IT JUST LOOKED GOOD. WHAT A VOICE. I MEAN, WHAT A FUCKING VOICE. THE CROWD ARE GOING FUCKING APE SHIT BECAUSE THEY HAVEN'T SEEN OR HEARD ANYTHING QUITE LIKE THAT. SURE THE STONES, ZEP YEAH YEAH, BUT THEY COULDN'T HOLD IT DOWN LIKE LITTLE RONNIE COULD. FORGED IN THE FIRES OF BACK ROOM BIKER BARS.
The bass player looks like he stole a bobbie's hat. No comment made, just wearing it.
HE WEARS IT WELL. HE DON'T GIVE A FUCK. NOT AFFECTED AT ALL. AU NATURALE. HE AIN'T NO UNDERCOVER LOVER!
You took me straight down nostalgia lane, and all this stuff we took for granted is pretty good, looking back, comparing to the self consciousness of today.
LOVE SEEING ALL THOSE BRIT BONGS IN TOTAL AWE OF NOT JUST AN AMERICAN BAND, BUT A GOOD OLD OLD BOYS FROM DOWN SOUTH AMERICAN BAND. AND ONE OF THEM WEARING A FUCKING BOBBIE'S HAT. SEEING STEVE GAINES BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE. I ALWAYS HAD A SOFT SPOT FOR THAT GUY, DON'T KNOW WHY. HIM AND HIS STRAT. HE WOULD DIE THE NEXT YEAR AS WELL. HIS SISTER DID BACKING VOX FOR THE BAND.
Their attitude seemed to be, we make music, and that is enough. No frills.
THEY ALL TOOK A HAND IN WRITING. IT WAS A PRETTY BIG BAND REALLY, BY TODAY'S STANDARDS ANYWAY. AN ENSEMBLE.
I also liked the supreme confidence of the band. No pyro or special lighting to start it out. No need to shoot their wad to prove themselves at the beginning of the song.
THE KIND OF CONFIDENCE THAT CAN ONLY COME BY PRIVATELY SHITTING YOUR PANTS PLAYING A HELL'S ANGEL'S B'DAY GIG, AND YOU BETTER NOT FUCK IT UP NOW. THEY KNEW THEY WERE WELL OUT OF BOTTLE'S WAY. IT WAS A PICNIC FOR THEM.
It is a full six minutes in before they start to cook, and until then it seems like a kind of mellow, relaxed, unfocused song.
YEAH, YOU GET IT. DAS RIGHT. JUST A COUPLE OF MINUTES TO HONE IN. THEN THE ROCKETS TAKE OFF. THEY'VE DONE THAT SHIT BEFORE.
They trust themselves to deliver and their audiences to hang in there, and it makes the explosion of guitar solos that much more effective because of the contrast.
THIS WAS A NEW GIG FOR THEM. AS MUCH AS IT WAS A TREAT FOR THE BRITISH AUDIENCE, I THINK THE SOUTHERN BOYS LIKED PLAYING TO A NEW AUDIENCE TOO. THEY'D PAID THEIR DUES, NOW THIS WAS THEIR REWARD. THEY DIDN'T HAM IT UP TOO MUCH, THEY DIDN'T LORD IT OVER THEM. HUMBLE STILL. I THINK THAT SPEAKS VOLUMES. ANOTHER BAND WOULD HAVE BEEN FUCK YEAH WORSHIP US. BUT LIKE YOU SAID, IT'S JUST PURE CONFIDENCE. QUIET CONFIDENCE. ALPHA.
Thanks, Rigs.
The sound quality trails off a bit at the end of the gig. But you can see from the crowd's reaction they are still on the boil.
So many baked brit bongs boogying down to bass players in bobby hats!
I never ever want to hear another whinge from anyone on this website about how they are not quite 6'5". This is how you own it motherfuckers. Five foot nothing. Do you think he ever deferred to anyone? Do you think any biker ever gave him shit? Do you think any woman didn't want to fuck him? Do you think any man didn't want to be his best buddy?
Alpha. That's how it's done. State of mind.
...
Saw Skynyrd doing 'call me the breeze' by jj there. 31:00 mins in.
Have this rare jj cale:
Jesus, it really is a Bobbie's hat as well isn't it.
Thanks for the information
Never give a sucker an even break
When he's breaking through To a new level of consciousness
There always seems to be more Obstacles in the way
Thanks for the information
I know It's only a combat zone
Thanks for the memory, I'll just have To carry on on my own
Oh the warm feeling
As we sat beside the sea
Oh the warm feeling as I sat by you
Like a child within the kingdom
As we sat beside the sea
Oh the warm feeling as I sat by you
And it filled with devotion
And it made me plainly see
And it healed all my emotions
As I sat by you
As we sat inside the sunshine
And we sat beside the sea
Oh the warm feeling, as I sat by you
And it filled me with religion
And it gave great comfort to me
Oh the warm feeling as I sat by you
Oh the warm feeling as we sat beside the sea
Oh the warm feeling as I sat by you.
Luv u bruv!
No Guru, No Method, No Teacher!
Each man must find his own path, and his own way out.
He would die a little later in a car crash. He lived fast and died young.
He liked motorbikes but that isn't what killed him. He might have been pissed up as well.
Look at my flesh and bone
Now, look, look, look, look,
Look at his tower of stone
I see a rainbow rising
Look there, on the horizon
And I'm coming home, I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Time is standing still
He gave back my will
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Going home
I'm going home
My eyes are bleeding
And my heart is leaving here
But it's not home
But it's not home
Ooh
Take me back
He gave me back my will
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Going home
I'm going home
This song is a masterpiece. By anyone's metric. Blackmore created something great with Rainbow. Deep Purple were stagnating. It breathed oxygen in to the aquarium, the fish bowl that was Purple.
It's epic.
My eyes are bleeding
And my heart is leaving here
Such overblown and dramatic lyrics. But they work.
From Wikipedia: "Reportedly, during the recording sessions the band would occasionally stop playing, claiming one of them had made a mistake and that they needed to start over, leaving the sound engineers to wonder how the girls could tell when a mistake had been made."
(04-10-2019 01:01 AM)Zep Wrote: A truly great, shit band.
From Wikipedia: "Reportedly, during the recording sessions the band would occasionally stop playing, claiming one of them had made a mistake and that they needed to start over, leaving the sound engineers to wonder how the girls could tell when a mistake had been made."