Rush2112 wrote:Had never heard of them and piqued by the presence of the Isle Of Man flag. LA group that's uber popular in the UK.
and right from Wiki: "The group's pop sound on their studio work stands in contrast to the more rock-based music of their live shows."
Yeah, I was thinking the exact same thing. Frankly, I haven't been impressed by their stuff I've heard in the past. This video sounds like a completely different band.
I've been wasting my time lately watching rock band documentaries on youtube. The other night I watched a great one on the Small Faces. Last night I watched one on Mott the Hoople. I go down these rabbit holes and my wife wonders where the hell I was all night. Here's a couple by Mott.
I used to lose my mind trying to figure out what the hell the backing vocals were saying in 'Miss Shapiro'.
Not the chorus...
Smoky broads and smoky windows in the square Come come charmer come on over for the day Disappearing cocoa forests flash and die Fortunes crumble all demolished in the bay
Tremendous Hammond sound! The rotating Leslie sets my soul on fire.
This certainly qualifies this as 'old timey' by my standards. If a dinosaur ran over the Golden Gate Bridge and headed north on the 101 tomorrow, it would still be a dinosaur. Even if it crushed and ate a few Teslas in Marin.
Lamarr does a nice job covering the bass line with his left hand and peddles. The drummer and guitar player are pretty good too. In the groove. I'd like to see Lamarr play with a more creative guitarist. Though perhaps he cranks it up on other songs not shown here.
I'd go see them play if they toured around here. I'll look for some of them video thingies to satisfy my curiosity until then.
In the other thread I noted that I saw the Pretenders in a tiny Denver venue, the Rainbow Music Hall. They were pretty much at their peak, so that occurred because they wanted a warmup show before going on a big stadium tour with the Kinks. It was fun, and I was a bit surprised at what a tight live band they were.
nice sc...god you're reminding me how much i loved The Pretenders, esp those first two albums (and EP!). so true on Brass in Pocket; i mean from a record company standpoint it's the perfect (only?) single from that disc and "fine" but so skippable. Try just playing the album from "Precious" to someone who's only ever heard their "safe" songs :)
Good work, boys. Freddie King and Nick Lowe are each priceless, in their own unique ways.
Marie Provost did not look her best The day the cops bust into her lonely nest In the cheap hotel up On Hollywood West July 29 She'd been lyin' there For two or three weeks The neighbors said They never heard a squeak For hungry eyes that could not speak Said even little doggie's have got to eat She was winner The became the doggie's dinner She never meant that much to me (But now I see) Oh poor Marie
It is some nasty dirty blues. Went on a bit of tangent after seeing a clip of the the vinyl playing on a buddy's FB. May have listened to an album or three.
sancarlos wrote:Good work, boys. Freddie King and Nick Lowe are each priceless, in their own unique ways.
Marie Provost did not look her best The day the cops bust into her lonely nest In the cheap hotel up On Hollywood West July 29 She'd been lyin' there For two or three weeks The neighbors said They never heard a squeak For hungry eyes that could not speak Said even little doggie's have got to eat She was winner The became the doggie's dinner She never meant that much to me (But now I see) Oh poor Marie
Don't get me wrong it ain't that bad and I appreciate your work I don't drink as much I don't swear as much you even made me go to church But now I'm sitting here looking back wearing this stupid sweater Truth be told I've got to say I liked the old me better
"beautiful, with an exotic-yet-familiar facial structure and an arresting gaze."
Circa 1974 I played trombone one night with the Thad Jones-Mel Lewis band. The lead singer was a young Dee Dee Bridgewater. The band was astonishing; she blew my mind. She was also the most attractive woman I've ever met. Quite a night to remember at age 17.