I’ve probably read about 10K words in memoriams to him over the last 3 days.
And not once have I seen mentioned a role that … tickled me. I thought it was so cool when watching the 2007 tv-mini-movie/super-episode “Atlantis Squarepantis” of Spongebob Squarepants, when I recognized Bowie’s voice as Lord Royal Highness.
What a cool guy.
I’m sure I man-talked the vXkids more than once about that one.
Some people think I’m interested in records. I’m not. I always move on to new technology when I have the free cash.
Truth be told, the only reason I still have records at all … is that some of them never came out on CD, and one of these days I’ll get around to digitizing them.
FWIW: My record player’s been in a box since moving in 2000. I got it out a few years ago to see if it still worked, and it did. Funny thing: it’s one of the ones enthusiasts like these days, and after adjusting for inflation, it’s worth more than I paid for it in 1982.
BTW: the vXgirl is into vintage stuff, and is fascinated that I still have records. I showed her how they work when I got that turntable out, but she says she doesn’t remember.
I have a desk with a piece of tempered glass on the top. I cut these two out 9 years ago, and slid them under the glass. Cleaning up yesterday, I fished them out, threw them away, and downloaded these GIFs off the Zits website.
Time for navel gazing …
Now that I have two teenagers, they suffer through this behavior from me quite a bit. They can both actually identify “Kashmir”. But it’s also been a running joke that every time “More Than a Feeling” comes on they’ll be asked to name that band. They still fail that test.
As to elevator music, I get pretty conflicted when I hear stuff I like coming over the PA system in Wal-Mart.
And there’s quite a few tunes that I can remember where I was the first time I heard them (although I don’t go back as far as The Beatles):
“Revival” by The Allman Brothers Band (while delivering pizzas in the summer of 1986).
“Burning Love” by Elvis Presley (the very next song on the radio that same evening).
“Frozen Love” by Buckingham Nicks (off an old reel-to-reel tape made by someone unknown), in my new bedroom, in late November of 1980).
“Vagabond Moon” by Willie Nile (a few weeks later, same room, on the radio).
“The Wheel” by The Grateful Dead, while talking to Robin King in her backyard at a party at her mother’s house in the summer of 1981.
“Ruby Tuesday” by the Rolling Stones, not sure where I heard this first, but then I went and found Through the Past Darkly in my brother’s albums some time in June 1978.
“Shine On You Crazy Diamond” by Pink Floyd, with headphones on, after I was supposed to be in bed on a Sunday night, in early spring of 1981, in an old chair from the 60’s when furniture designs revolved around the space program. With the headphones on, in a dark room, hearing this for the first time was as close to a religious experience as music has ever gotten me.
“Life In One Day” and “No One Is To Blame” in the early summer of 1986, when I was the first one around with a CD player, and my friend MD bought that for himself to play at my apartment.
“Cocaine” by Eric Clapton, in the winter of 1977-8, in my older brother’s bedroom.
“Moon” by George Winston, in August 1985, in my bedroom in my parents new house (that never felt like my home), after friend PH left for a several month trip after graduation, and told me I had to hear this new tape he’d gotten. A year later, his twin sister PH turned me on to Paul Simon’s Graceland album at my apartment. I also heard “Keeping the Faith” by Billy Joel with her, while pulling into the parking lot at the Irish Festival in Lancaster, NY, in August 1986. And a few months after that his older sister LH sent me Suzanne Vega’s Solitude Standing, and I can remember listening to “Gypsy” in the living room of that apartment.
“Ride My See-Saw” by The Moody Blues, while delivering pizzas in 1986. I immediately went and bought a copy of an album – before returning to the pizzeria – from a friend who ran a used record store on Main Street.
“Run-Around” by Blues Traveler, in June 1997, after the vXwife returned home after spending a couple of weeks visiting her family after we came back from Europe. She also brought back Rock Spectacle by Barenaked Ladies. I listened to both for the first time in our upstairs office in New Orleans. I can still remember how brutally hot the backyard looked through the windows … because it really was brutally hot outside there in June.
“Fast Car” by Tracy Chapman, while driving down I-20/59 late one night towards Tuscaloosa, after dropping off friends at the airport in Birmingham in early 1990.
“Passionate Kisses” by Mary Chapin Carpenter, in a bar in Durango with MJU on July 8, 1992, while moving from Salt Lake City to New Orleans.
“Cliffs of Dover” by Eric Johnson, while doing laundry in our home on 39th street in Tuscaloosa in the winter of 1991.
“Mary Jane” by Danny Kirwan, from a used album I’d bought in March 1982, while banging out a paper on an old portable typewriter in my new bedroom.
“Sledgehammer” by Peter Gabriel, in the rain late one night in April 1986, with MD and a couple of others, in the parking lot of the Transitowne shopping center in Clarence, NY.
Duke, the entire album by Genesis, in my old bedroom in my parents’ house, on the radio, the night it came out, March 31, 1980.
“Ripple” by the Grateful Dead, after JS had made me a tape of the double album, in late August 1981.
“The River” by Bruce Springsteen, off the radio in my new bedroom in my parents’ house, the night it came out: October 17, 1980.
“Crush” by The Dave Matthews Band, while driving to and from the downtown post office in New Orleans, which was open late, to get some job applications in the mail in October 1998.
“A Girl Like You” by Edwyn Collins, late at night in the summer of 1995, after everyone had gone to bed, my brother turned me on to this on the old couch in his new family room. I think he still has that couch (it was from the 1970’s), but it’s got a hardwood frame that will last forever.
“Apocalypso” by Jimmy Buffett, in bed with my wife, on Late Night with David Letterman, on May 23, 1994.
“Send Me On My Way” by Rusted Root, in my office in the spring of 2001. This was one of the last songs I ever downloaded from Napster.
Bob Dylan had never penetrated my psyche (if I’d heard him at all) before an all night retrospective on Gary Storm’s Oil of Dog show on the radio out of Niagara Falls in the spring of 1981. I’ve written about this night elsewhere.
Fairport Convention and Steeleye Span, also on Gary Storm’s Oil of Dog show sometime in late 1981. He was playing music by 5 English folk-rock bands. I’m not sure what he played by Steeleye Span, but I know I liked it. He played “Crazy Man Michael” by Fairport Convention. He also played something by The Pentangle, which didn’t impress me at the time; for decades now I’ve thought some of their early stuff was amongst the best music of the last 50 years.
“With or Without You” by U2 while delivering pizzas on Chateau Terrace in Snyder, NY in early spring in 1987. Thirteen years later, I listened to the whole album while driving up I-15 through the Virgin River Canyon on my way to a campus visit at SUU.
“Mr. Jones” by Counting Crows, while riding shotgun down the Earhart expressway in New Orleans in my wife’s truck in 1994.
“Patio Lanterns” by Kim Mitchell, while painting my bedroom in my first apartment in September 1986.
“Liquid Spirit” by Gregory Porter, on NPR while driving down to St. George to teach an MBA class in 2013.
“Down the Mountain” by Robinella, off of a Putumayo CD someone had pirated on the internet in early March 2008.
“Rain” by Patty Griffin, after my wife bought me the CD as an early Father’s Day gift, so I’d have something new to listen to on the way to the hospital to visit her and the new vXgirl in 2002.
“Breakfast at Tiffany’s” by Deep Blue Something, while driving to St. George for one of my wife’s obstetrician appointments in the spring of 2002.
“Boys of Summer” by Don Henley, while delivering pizzas in the early autumn of 1986, ticked off about a girl I was giving up on because she wasn’t interested enough in me.
“I Go Swimming” by Peter Gabriel, while cleaning the wood shop while working as a janitor one evening at Williamsville East High School in 1983.
“Conversation” by Joni Mitchell, borrowed a tape from my sister-in-law to listen to while raking leaves in our front yard before before leaving for London in mid-September 1983.
“Proud Pinto” by Peter Green, while driving on U.S. 40 between Heber City and Strawberry Reservoir, on July 7 1992, while moving from Salt Lake City to New Orleans. It was around noon, and I was wondering if the stomach cramps I had were from the scallops I’d had the night before in Park City.
“Hammond Song” by The Roches, while driving through Ronkonkoma on an expressway on the way to Amagansett with two girls, after flying in from London, in August 1984.
“Book of Days” by Enya, while riding with the vXwife on a tourist bus through Stanley Park in Vancouver in late June 1994.
“Just a few years ago, I was called to come and meet these guys in Jacksonville, Fla.,” Mr. Allman said, by way of a closing speech. “It was kind of a little stiff in the room, until one of them handed me a lyric sheet and said, ‘Sing.’ This was at about 3:30 in the afternoon, on March 26, 1969.”
I can't say I blame them. Everyone hits retirement age (although most of them will continue playing on their own once in a while).
I'm pretty good with dates and concerts, but I've lost track of how many times I've seen the Allman Brothers — probably around 15 times. In my earliest shows, they were too high to be very good. Then my wife and I started dating, and she said they'd cleaned up a bit and were supposed to better. Boy, were they ever.
There's about 10 tunes that I rank highly, but this one is my favorite:
I still remember the first time I heard this song. By then it was a "classic hit" that didn't get played on the radio much. And there I was in my car on N. Forest Rd. in Williamsville wondering what this amazing song was.
I just looked through my MP3 list. I have 2 other songs by them that I rate at 5 stars, and a half-dozen more that I rate at 4.5 stars. I'm a pretty serious music buff. I have about 30K files, and (according to my database) less than 1% of them get 5 stars.
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