Just a brief post to comment on tonight's finale of American Idol.
I've had a so-so relationship with this show for years - predominantly my reservations are because the show's format favours "show off" singers - people with big voices who try their best to put out note perfect performances as opposed to singers of real character.
Now I know this is by no means a hard and fast "fact" - Kelly Clarkson, Adam Lambert, Carrie Underwood and many others all cut a more individual path but I maintain that the format encourages,.... not mediocrity, but ....the mundane . My son and I often discuss all the singers we love who would not make it past the initial auditions - you could go on for hours...
But year after year, we still tune in. Like many others, I like the fact we share this as a family (an experience shared by very few other TV shows) and I have to admit that slagging off a terrible show is almost as much fun as enjoying a great one!
As for tonight....the finale was OK - but there were far too many oldies as guest stars. Chicago plain and simply have lost it (and I'm fairly convinced they never had much of "it" anyway) Janet Jackson rolled out the same tired routines she's been using for the last 15 years and sounded like a subpar Michael J. Last year's winner Kris Allen was poor, out of tune and lacklustre and Alice Cooper added nothing to the party.
On the plus side, it was good seeing all the previous winners together on stage for a Cowell tribute, Alanis Morisette was pretty good - and although Barry Gibb looked like he'd eaten the pounds that Robin had shed (and a few pies to boot) - it was fantastic to see the two remaining Bee Gees up singing on stage again and in great voice! It was even better to see Brett Michaels - winning celebrity apprentice and appearing on the Idol final in one week - I don't know if it show great bravery of stupidity to be up there so soon, but I admire his guts tremendously!
FIRM prediction - after a crap season and with Simon Cowell leaving for the American X-Factor, we have seen the last season of Idol anybody bothers to watch. One more season and it will be cancelled! Not that I anticipate that X-Factor will be a great gift to music, just something a little different for American music TV viewers.
More soon.....
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Dark Days and Missed Opportunities
It’s late autumn 1990 and the world is a funny place. My Dad at this time lived and worked in Brussels, often accompanied for extended periods of time by my Mum, leaving the family home in my hands – rent free! If this seems a bit generous on the part of my parents, it should be said that it was all in a good cause.
I had taken a “sandwich” university placement at the Patterson Institute for Cancer Research (part of the world renowned Christie Hospital) – for effectively no money (just a basic living allowances grant). I was a very idealistic and wanted a) no part in corporate UK b) a boss who would push me, and teach me new things c) to save the world – or at least to cure cancer!
On all three counts this plan worked (even point c – my research played a REALLY TINY part in contributing to the research knowledge which led to the development of the HPV vaccine used by teenage girls to help prevent cervical cancer, quite possibly my most significant career achievement).
But, I was suffering just a little....
Money was more than tight – with no spare time from the long working hours to take a second job, but finances were carefully managed to allow enough for a couple of trips to the pub each week and the odd cheap concert (no more trips to the Manchester Apollo – The International 1& 2 were the best I could manage).
I hated my boss – though I also owe him a huge debt of gratitude for teaching me more than he could have ever realised but I was under relentless pressure at work.
My friends had all either graduated by this point, or were already settled into blossoming careers – I still had a year back at University to look forward to!
And little cheer came from the music world....
The UK charts were dominated by a string of one hit wonders (Partners In Kryme with “Turtle Power” - .....anyone.....anyone.....???), re-releases such as “Unchained Melody” and “The Joker” and some terrible hip-hop / pop crossover stuff (Vanilla Ice – take a bow!!!). So the majority of my music entertainment came from listening to bands or artists I’d followed for a long time.
Three albums, from memory at least, stand out. In keeping with the spirit of this blog – I make no apologies....(I’ll continue to try to explain the eclectic taste as time goes on).
George Michael released Listen Without Prejudice Vol 1. Like many teenage boys, I could not possibly admit to liking Wham (well outside of the company of my closest friends at least!!!) – but in my rather perverse way I started to pay more attention as soon as my friend Daja (at the time the ultimate 80’s teenybopper) decided that she was not sure she liked George or his songs as much. LWPv1 was very much George making a conscious (perhaps even too self conscious) attempt to be considered a serious adult artist and in many ways I think he succeeds. The songs where George is singing about himself are direct, and effective, but the “socially conscious” lyrics are blunt and simplistic. Musically it’s a gem though with styles moving between lounge jazz, soul, and good ol’ acoustic pop and George’s voice continues to effortlessly soar, or be intimate and tender in equal measure. The whole thing is rather spoiled by many songs drowning in giant hall reverb and the ever present “sibilance reverb” where every “S” that ends a word trails into a ringing hiss that rather sounds like a hi-hat! (thanks to my friend Andy for pointing that out years ago, I now can’t listen to George in the same way!!)
Better still was “Jordan the Comeback” by Prefab Sprout (already getting name checked far too often) which has to be their best effort by far. For any of you who have never heard this album, it almost defies description – but having a go I’d suggest it’s somewhere between middle period Beatles and a West End musical! Themes include Paddy McAloon’s obsession with cowboys, mulling over fame and a wonderful undercurrent of religious imagery which I would not claim to understand but adds to the overall feeling of weight and importance. There are Brazilian rhythms, lush romantic orchestrations jangling acoustic guitars – it sounds like a mess when described, but hangs together like a well crafted musical and lyrical story.
This clip not only gives a taste, but also is a nostalgia trip in itself – filmed for late 80’s Saturday morning show on UK TV “Going Live” – with the vision mixer going mad on his Quantel machine!
Also check out the chat afterwards where the rarely interviewed McAloon comes across as a very likeable bloke!
Paddy McAloon interviewed on "Going Live"
Last but not least – and I’m not trying to throw a deliberate curveball here is “Vision Thing” by “Sisters of Mercy”. Often dismissed by fans as something of a “sell out” it’s far less goth rock and far more like a techno / dance / metal hybrid with a bit of pomp thrown in for good measure (courtesy of a couple of Jim Steinman penned tracks). The whole thing was VERY silly and to be honest fitted my mood at that time perfectly.
I say last – but perhaps part of the point in my introduction was to lead into A-Ha again (bear with me Morton haters). Their album “East of the Sun, West of the Moon” was released in this period – a fine effort it was too but the album was quickly followed by a tour, taking in the Manchester Apollo – the first time I would be able to see the band live and yet....there was no way that funds would stretch to the ticket prices (not excessive, just beyond my means at that moment in time) – I was gutted, but figured I’d catch them next time around. Little did I know that this would be 15 YEARS later. A-Ha took a break, and just as they started up again, I moved to the USA and missed two European tours!
For 15 years A-Ha were the band I most wanted to see, and this gig was the concert I regretted missing more than any other!
So let’s share some stories...Gigs you missed, gigs that got cancelled, bands you long to see to this day – and while you are at it, do you agree that 1990 was something of a musical black hole?
I had taken a “sandwich” university placement at the Patterson Institute for Cancer Research (part of the world renowned Christie Hospital) – for effectively no money (just a basic living allowances grant). I was a very idealistic and wanted a) no part in corporate UK b) a boss who would push me, and teach me new things c) to save the world – or at least to cure cancer!
On all three counts this plan worked (even point c – my research played a REALLY TINY part in contributing to the research knowledge which led to the development of the HPV vaccine used by teenage girls to help prevent cervical cancer, quite possibly my most significant career achievement).
But, I was suffering just a little....
Money was more than tight – with no spare time from the long working hours to take a second job, but finances were carefully managed to allow enough for a couple of trips to the pub each week and the odd cheap concert (no more trips to the Manchester Apollo – The International 1& 2 were the best I could manage).
I hated my boss – though I also owe him a huge debt of gratitude for teaching me more than he could have ever realised but I was under relentless pressure at work.
My friends had all either graduated by this point, or were already settled into blossoming careers – I still had a year back at University to look forward to!
And little cheer came from the music world....
The UK charts were dominated by a string of one hit wonders (Partners In Kryme with “Turtle Power” - .....anyone.....anyone.....???), re-releases such as “Unchained Melody” and “The Joker” and some terrible hip-hop / pop crossover stuff (Vanilla Ice – take a bow!!!). So the majority of my music entertainment came from listening to bands or artists I’d followed for a long time.
Three albums, from memory at least, stand out. In keeping with the spirit of this blog – I make no apologies....(I’ll continue to try to explain the eclectic taste as time goes on).
George Michael released Listen Without Prejudice Vol 1. Like many teenage boys, I could not possibly admit to liking Wham (well outside of the company of my closest friends at least!!!) – but in my rather perverse way I started to pay more attention as soon as my friend Daja (at the time the ultimate 80’s teenybopper) decided that she was not sure she liked George or his songs as much. LWPv1 was very much George making a conscious (perhaps even too self conscious) attempt to be considered a serious adult artist and in many ways I think he succeeds. The songs where George is singing about himself are direct, and effective, but the “socially conscious” lyrics are blunt and simplistic. Musically it’s a gem though with styles moving between lounge jazz, soul, and good ol’ acoustic pop and George’s voice continues to effortlessly soar, or be intimate and tender in equal measure. The whole thing is rather spoiled by many songs drowning in giant hall reverb and the ever present “sibilance reverb” where every “S” that ends a word trails into a ringing hiss that rather sounds like a hi-hat! (thanks to my friend Andy for pointing that out years ago, I now can’t listen to George in the same way!!)
Better still was “Jordan the Comeback” by Prefab Sprout (already getting name checked far too often) which has to be their best effort by far. For any of you who have never heard this album, it almost defies description – but having a go I’d suggest it’s somewhere between middle period Beatles and a West End musical! Themes include Paddy McAloon’s obsession with cowboys, mulling over fame and a wonderful undercurrent of religious imagery which I would not claim to understand but adds to the overall feeling of weight and importance. There are Brazilian rhythms, lush romantic orchestrations jangling acoustic guitars – it sounds like a mess when described, but hangs together like a well crafted musical and lyrical story.
This clip not only gives a taste, but also is a nostalgia trip in itself – filmed for late 80’s Saturday morning show on UK TV “Going Live” – with the vision mixer going mad on his Quantel machine!
Also check out the chat afterwards where the rarely interviewed McAloon comes across as a very likeable bloke!
Paddy McAloon interviewed on "Going Live"
Last but not least – and I’m not trying to throw a deliberate curveball here is “Vision Thing” by “Sisters of Mercy”. Often dismissed by fans as something of a “sell out” it’s far less goth rock and far more like a techno / dance / metal hybrid with a bit of pomp thrown in for good measure (courtesy of a couple of Jim Steinman penned tracks). The whole thing was VERY silly and to be honest fitted my mood at that time perfectly.
I say last – but perhaps part of the point in my introduction was to lead into A-Ha again (bear with me Morton haters). Their album “East of the Sun, West of the Moon” was released in this period – a fine effort it was too but the album was quickly followed by a tour, taking in the Manchester Apollo – the first time I would be able to see the band live and yet....there was no way that funds would stretch to the ticket prices (not excessive, just beyond my means at that moment in time) – I was gutted, but figured I’d catch them next time around. Little did I know that this would be 15 YEARS later. A-Ha took a break, and just as they started up again, I moved to the USA and missed two European tours!
For 15 years A-Ha were the band I most wanted to see, and this gig was the concert I regretted missing more than any other!
So let’s share some stories...Gigs you missed, gigs that got cancelled, bands you long to see to this day – and while you are at it, do you agree that 1990 was something of a musical black hole?
Monday, May 10, 2010
High Hair and High Notes.....
I’ll post my review of A-Ha in the next day or so, but thought before that point I should give a little background – and a trip once again down memory lane.....
The year, 1985....at this point, 80’s music had settled into a something of a rhythm. Though always dangerous to pin down timelines too precisely...”post punk” had kick started “new wave” which had gradually interwoven with “new romantic” along with it’s big hair and bigger shoulder pads. All of these changes carried on, with me essentially cherry picking the best of brightest of every genre whilst never ignoring the mainstays of prog rock and heavy metal that formed the backdrop to all my other tastes.
The importance of 1985, musically, for me, I don’t think can possibly overstated. I’ll devote a lot more time to it in a further blog entry – but if I just mention that this year gave us Prefab Sprout’s “Steve McQueen” (or “Two Wheels Good” for our American readers!), Scritti Politti’s “Cupid and Psyche 85”, Tears for Fears “Songs from the Big Chair”, Pet Shop Boys’ “Please” and, rather worthy of a special note are Kate Bush releasing “The Hounds Of Love” and Marillion hitting the big time with “Misplaced Childhood”. To cap it all – this was, of course, the year of Live Aid!
At this point my two best friends Bill and Steve were, by far and away the biggest outside influences on my music taste. Bill shared my passion for most bands involving leather / denim / long guitar or keyboard solos / intricate time changes and miniature models of Stonehenge being slowly lowered to the stage!!!! Steve – possibly the biggest Beatles fan on the planet constantly pushing me to think outside the box and stop letting my distaste for everything trendy or fashionable get in the way of listening to a good pop tune.
Into this mix comes a tune with possibly the most memorable synthesiser riff in history (fans of “Jump” please step aside, no amount of posturing, pouting and hair spray can conceal the fact that you have been well and truly beaten into 2nd place).
“Saturday Superstore” in their regular round-up of the week’s new video releases introduce a song from new Norwegian synth-pop trio A-Ha called “Take on Me”. To call the video “eye catching” would be like describing Freddie Mercury as “a bit camp” – it’s got a story with actual drama and tension, huge energy in it’s visual style, an animation technique unlike anything I’d seen in my life and pretty good looking “leading lady” – what more could you want!
The song really did have a lot going on, a simple (but speedy) 4/4 synth drum background is powered along by a synth / bass line which in the space of just a couple of bars seems to push the song along in a barrelling gain in momentum. The synth (surely a Yamaha DX7 – everything else was that year!) pounds out that instantly memorable line before Morten Harket’s vocals kick in. More than two octaves of soaring, amazing vocal (and that’s not including the “In a day or two” falsetto) – the drums even back off a little to give the chorus vocal more space to fly – building the drama and expectation every time it comes round. People have accused many of “pop perfection” – Prefab Sprout, Scritti Politti, Simon and Garfunkel, The Beatles – but this really is up there.
I’ve met a lot of people who like a lot of different music and, so far, I have never met anyone who does not like this tune (though I’m sure writing this will bring plenty out of the woodwork). My first mobile phone had this for it’s ring-tone, and since that point every successive phone has had the same (the quality has got a lot better though!) and far from annoying the people who hear it in public, it never fails to raise a smile of recognition, occasional foot tapping and the odd positive comment.
Steve was the first to buy the debut album, “Hunting High and Low” and unlike many pop albums of the era, it really is an album with not a single moment of padding. Along with well known hits like “The Sun Always Shines On TV” album tracks such as “Living a Boys Adventure Tale” and “The Blue Sky” could have been hits in their own right and certainly never let interest wane. Often overlooked (even by fans) are the wonderful vocal harmonies – easily compared to the Everly Brothers.
But A-Ha had a problem – they were three good looking guys, who first came to attention with a string of hits accompanied by visually striking videos, and they had a fist single that was such a worldwide smash, it would likely never be equalled. Right through to 1993 – A-Ha would release albums that each contained great songs and hits most of us would instantly recognise, yet the “one hit wonder” tag would not be shaken off.
So, like so many others A-Ha were labelled a “pretty boy” band and consigned to the “where are they now” file. Worse still, for people who pay more attention to the music than the looks, many people failed to hear what A-Ha REALLY had to offer. For many years as the “Blue Nile” or “Prefab Sprout” were trotted out as examples of serious 80’s pop perfection yet only in recent years have bands such as Coldplay, Keane, U2, the Oasis lads and Robbie Williams all stuck their head above the parapet and claimed A-Ha as an influence.
It’s not hard to see why – the songs are carefully crafted thoughtful and distinctive.
I’ve often been quizzed about my “band loyalty” – and never more than in relation to A-Ha. To me, staying loyal to a band who continue to produce high quality music is not hard. I think I “pick up” on fashions, rather than follow them – allowing me to leave behind the chaff of the era and keep my carefully sifted bags of wheat!
And now +/- a handful of remaining dates A-Ha are done, moving on to new things. From what I could tell they never really seemed to enjoy each other’s company THAT much outside of the realm of the work they did together and I’m rather happy to say they wisely chose the release of perhaps their best ever album (and biggest commercial success for a while) as the point to call it quits. It’s genuinely the first time a band I felt were very much “my thing”, who I’ve followed from the start, have split up.
I’ll talk about a lot of bands here, but please – look up A-Ha on i-tunes (other monopolistic digital music providers are available) and buy an album or two (not just “Take on Me”) – you won’t regret it.
A-Ha – ending on a high note!!!!
The year, 1985....at this point, 80’s music had settled into a something of a rhythm. Though always dangerous to pin down timelines too precisely...”post punk” had kick started “new wave” which had gradually interwoven with “new romantic” along with it’s big hair and bigger shoulder pads. All of these changes carried on, with me essentially cherry picking the best of brightest of every genre whilst never ignoring the mainstays of prog rock and heavy metal that formed the backdrop to all my other tastes.
The importance of 1985, musically, for me, I don’t think can possibly overstated. I’ll devote a lot more time to it in a further blog entry – but if I just mention that this year gave us Prefab Sprout’s “Steve McQueen” (or “Two Wheels Good” for our American readers!), Scritti Politti’s “Cupid and Psyche 85”, Tears for Fears “Songs from the Big Chair”, Pet Shop Boys’ “Please” and, rather worthy of a special note are Kate Bush releasing “The Hounds Of Love” and Marillion hitting the big time with “Misplaced Childhood”. To cap it all – this was, of course, the year of Live Aid!
At this point my two best friends Bill and Steve were, by far and away the biggest outside influences on my music taste. Bill shared my passion for most bands involving leather / denim / long guitar or keyboard solos / intricate time changes and miniature models of Stonehenge being slowly lowered to the stage!!!! Steve – possibly the biggest Beatles fan on the planet constantly pushing me to think outside the box and stop letting my distaste for everything trendy or fashionable get in the way of listening to a good pop tune.
Into this mix comes a tune with possibly the most memorable synthesiser riff in history (fans of “Jump” please step aside, no amount of posturing, pouting and hair spray can conceal the fact that you have been well and truly beaten into 2nd place).
“Saturday Superstore” in their regular round-up of the week’s new video releases introduce a song from new Norwegian synth-pop trio A-Ha called “Take on Me”. To call the video “eye catching” would be like describing Freddie Mercury as “a bit camp” – it’s got a story with actual drama and tension, huge energy in it’s visual style, an animation technique unlike anything I’d seen in my life and pretty good looking “leading lady” – what more could you want!
The song really did have a lot going on, a simple (but speedy) 4/4 synth drum background is powered along by a synth / bass line which in the space of just a couple of bars seems to push the song along in a barrelling gain in momentum. The synth (surely a Yamaha DX7 – everything else was that year!) pounds out that instantly memorable line before Morten Harket’s vocals kick in. More than two octaves of soaring, amazing vocal (and that’s not including the “In a day or two” falsetto) – the drums even back off a little to give the chorus vocal more space to fly – building the drama and expectation every time it comes round. People have accused many of “pop perfection” – Prefab Sprout, Scritti Politti, Simon and Garfunkel, The Beatles – but this really is up there.
I’ve met a lot of people who like a lot of different music and, so far, I have never met anyone who does not like this tune (though I’m sure writing this will bring plenty out of the woodwork). My first mobile phone had this for it’s ring-tone, and since that point every successive phone has had the same (the quality has got a lot better though!) and far from annoying the people who hear it in public, it never fails to raise a smile of recognition, occasional foot tapping and the odd positive comment.
Steve was the first to buy the debut album, “Hunting High and Low” and unlike many pop albums of the era, it really is an album with not a single moment of padding. Along with well known hits like “The Sun Always Shines On TV” album tracks such as “Living a Boys Adventure Tale” and “The Blue Sky” could have been hits in their own right and certainly never let interest wane. Often overlooked (even by fans) are the wonderful vocal harmonies – easily compared to the Everly Brothers.
But A-Ha had a problem – they were three good looking guys, who first came to attention with a string of hits accompanied by visually striking videos, and they had a fist single that was such a worldwide smash, it would likely never be equalled. Right through to 1993 – A-Ha would release albums that each contained great songs and hits most of us would instantly recognise, yet the “one hit wonder” tag would not be shaken off.
So, like so many others A-Ha were labelled a “pretty boy” band and consigned to the “where are they now” file. Worse still, for people who pay more attention to the music than the looks, many people failed to hear what A-Ha REALLY had to offer. For many years as the “Blue Nile” or “Prefab Sprout” were trotted out as examples of serious 80’s pop perfection yet only in recent years have bands such as Coldplay, Keane, U2, the Oasis lads and Robbie Williams all stuck their head above the parapet and claimed A-Ha as an influence.
It’s not hard to see why – the songs are carefully crafted thoughtful and distinctive.
I’ve often been quizzed about my “band loyalty” – and never more than in relation to A-Ha. To me, staying loyal to a band who continue to produce high quality music is not hard. I think I “pick up” on fashions, rather than follow them – allowing me to leave behind the chaff of the era and keep my carefully sifted bags of wheat!
And now +/- a handful of remaining dates A-Ha are done, moving on to new things. From what I could tell they never really seemed to enjoy each other’s company THAT much outside of the realm of the work they did together and I’m rather happy to say they wisely chose the release of perhaps their best ever album (and biggest commercial success for a while) as the point to call it quits. It’s genuinely the first time a band I felt were very much “my thing”, who I’ve followed from the start, have split up.
I’ll talk about a lot of bands here, but please – look up A-Ha on i-tunes (other monopolistic digital music providers are available) and buy an album or two (not just “Take on Me”) – you won’t regret it.
A-Ha – ending on a high note!!!!
Monday, May 3, 2010
The Bells.......
Two months ago, I went to see my Godson give a presentation at his “family assembly” in the same Junior School (2nd grade) assembly hall I sat in every school-day morning of my life over 34 years ago. Fifty years ago this may not have been a big deal, but for me, I’ve attended three other schools, moved away to University and eventually moved to the other side of the Atlantic Ocean since that time! It was a serious blast from the past.
My Godson (and his classmates) did an amazing job and despite the popular view that the younger generation have gone to hell in a handbag – if anything the school and class seemed even more orderly and well behaved than things seemed in my time.
I know you wonder what this has to do with music. Well outside of my home, this very hall was the location of many chapters in my book of musical development.
Morning assembly was, for me, a dire rigmarole that got in the way of the far more interesting parts of the school day. A rotating schedule of teachers (including Head Teacher “Mr. Woodcock” – I kid you not!!!) would lead us in prayer, berate us for the latest disciplinary issues and deal with general school admin – all pretty standard (and dull) stuff. But then there was the “musical assembly”
Musical assembly usually consisted of everyone being coached in the art of singing a simple uptempo hymn such a “Sing Hosanna” (actually pretty fun – these were simpler and less cynical times!). The teacher of the day would also introduce us to a piece of music. For some teachers, this would clearly involve a quick scan of the limited selection of vinyl in the staff room and indifferently regurgitating some standard background to the piece and use the time playing the music to catch up on some marking!
Others actually LIKED music and would actually present their music with a little knowledge and enthusiasm. Some of the younger female teachers would enjoy their moment of fun presenting tunes by the Beatles and (if they were REALLY trendy) the Bay City Rollers. Yet there were two particular musical assemblies that stuck with me.
Both involved a male teacher from “upper juniors” (4th and 5th grade), I can’t for the life of me remember his name (you can see how my mind works by now – can’t remember his name but remember the music). A very trendy guy to our young eyes, short and skinny but a few inches taller owing to being perched on top of dangerous looking 3”platform shoes (de rigueur at that time) – he completed the look with his Benny Anderson beard and hugely flared trousers!
And in a very UN-trendy way, his first musical assembly introduced us to Edvard Grieg’s “Peer Gynt” – his favorite music from HIS childhood. Carefully he stepped us though the story of the play to which the music was originally an accompaniment. The sense of journey and mood I felt as we collectively listened was immense – I still draw the same “Fantasia” styled mental images as I listen to “Morning Mood” or “In the Hall of the Mountain King”. We will get to the big issue of prog rock in later entries but I am convinced that this piece, which deliberately illustrates the story in musical themes has a lot to do with why I love this particular genre. Here is a taste
Secondly (and for the first time we might stray into musical territory I share with a few of you) was the 2 part “Tubular Bells” musical assembly mini-series!
Our teach
er introduced us to this with a lengthy preamble, where he explained that this was the record that finally shook away his exclusive liking of classical music, how we could expect to hear a quiet, and simple, start build into louder and more complicated bit and though various changes eventually end in a musical deconstruction that resembled a modern day “Young Person’s Guide to the Orchestra.” As he removed the album from the sleeve, I immediately recognized the album as one my oldest brother had in his collection – at this point I’d rarely paid any attention to anything either of my brothers played – this would prove to be a big reason why I’d start to give their music the time of day!
If you have never heard the opening bars of Tubular Bells, I encourage you to seek it out as soon as you are done reading here. Literally within a little over ten notes I was completely hooked – a simple haunting piano refrain echoed by glockenspiel. A time signature of God knows what (not that I knew of time signatures at that point ) seemed to pull me in and drag me along – it was unlike anything I’d ever heard! Once the aggressive crunching electric guitars took hold, I was sold. At seven years old, some of this music was unsettling, some exciting and, as master of ceremonies Vivian Stanshall brings proceedings to a close by introducing the tubular bells, some was downright exhilarating!
I rushed home that evening and found my brother’s copy – with it’s almost magical “twisted bell” cover art and cover note reminding me that I could not play this album on old tin boxes (no matter what they are fitted with) you knew the contents were something out of the ordinary. I remember wondering what on earth the record label was all about (Virgin Records…..naked Gemini twins sat on top of a serpent – it’s not hard to hazard a guess now). After the vinyl was given the traditional “stack, thwack and smack” treatment by the gramophone, I was back in my other world – I did not need Dad to encourage me to close my eyes at this point – this was ALL MINE.
By the time musical assembly part 2 rolled around the following week, I did not need an introduction – I was so familiar with “part 2” by this point, I could have given the assembly.
Tubular bells is now more a brand than a piece of music – after 5 or more reworkings (the sequels, the weird millennium thing, the orchestral version, the update, the remix etc etc) it could be easy to forget the original. For me, I can go a couple of years without listening to it, but when I do….I can pre-empt every note, jangle, flaw, bit of fret noise…everything, in all it’s wonder. It’s my bridge from kids music and classical music to the music of the day, the music my brothers listened to and, most importantly, my own taste….
More next time….
A brief programming note – I’ve covered a lot of ancient history so far, but…. Off to NYC to see A-Ha on their final tour this weekend, so expect a review, pics (if the camera police let me) and thoughts on A-Ha (and if you can make the connection between Tubular Bells and A-Ha – one of my all time favorite bands, your taste is as twisted as mine because It’s a long journey between them and even I’m not sure how I got there!)
My Godson (and his classmates) did an amazing job and despite the popular view that the younger generation have gone to hell in a handbag – if anything the school and class seemed even more orderly and well behaved than things seemed in my time.
I know you wonder what this has to do with music. Well outside of my home, this very hall was the location of many chapters in my book of musical development.
Morning assembly was, for me, a dire rigmarole that got in the way of the far more interesting parts of the school day. A rotating schedule of teachers (including Head Teacher “Mr. Woodcock” – I kid you not!!!) would lead us in prayer, berate us for the latest disciplinary issues and deal with general school admin – all pretty standard (and dull) stuff. But then there was the “musical assembly”
Musical assembly usually consisted of everyone being coached in the art of singing a simple uptempo hymn such a “Sing Hosanna” (actually pretty fun – these were simpler and less cynical times!). The teacher of the day would also introduce us to a piece of music. For some teachers, this would clearly involve a quick scan of the limited selection of vinyl in the staff room and indifferently regurgitating some standard background to the piece and use the time playing the music to catch up on some marking!
Others actually LIKED music and would actually present their music with a little knowledge and enthusiasm. Some of the younger female teachers would enjoy their moment of fun presenting tunes by the Beatles and (if they were REALLY trendy) the Bay City Rollers. Yet there were two particular musical assemblies that stuck with me.
Both involved a male teacher from “upper juniors” (4th and 5th grade), I can’t for the life of me remember his name (you can see how my mind works by now – can’t remember his name but remember the music). A very trendy guy to our young eyes, short and skinny but a few inches taller owing to being perched on top of dangerous looking 3”platform shoes (de rigueur at that time) – he completed the look with his Benny Anderson beard and hugely flared trousers!
And in a very UN-trendy way, his first musical assembly introduced us to Edvard Grieg’s “Peer Gynt” – his favorite music from HIS childhood. Carefully he stepped us though the story of the play to which the music was originally an accompaniment. The sense of journey and mood I felt as we collectively listened was immense – I still draw the same “Fantasia” styled mental images as I listen to “Morning Mood” or “In the Hall of the Mountain King”. We will get to the big issue of prog rock in later entries but I am convinced that this piece, which deliberately illustrates the story in musical themes has a lot to do with why I love this particular genre. Here is a taste
Secondly (and for the first time we might stray into musical territory I share with a few of you) was the 2 part “Tubular Bells” musical assembly mini-series!
Our teach
er introduced us to this with a lengthy preamble, where he explained that this was the record that finally shook away his exclusive liking of classical music, how we could expect to hear a quiet, and simple, start build into louder and more complicated bit and though various changes eventually end in a musical deconstruction that resembled a modern day “Young Person’s Guide to the Orchestra.” As he removed the album from the sleeve, I immediately recognized the album as one my oldest brother had in his collection – at this point I’d rarely paid any attention to anything either of my brothers played – this would prove to be a big reason why I’d start to give their music the time of day!If you have never heard the opening bars of Tubular Bells, I encourage you to seek it out as soon as you are done reading here. Literally within a little over ten notes I was completely hooked – a simple haunting piano refrain echoed by glockenspiel. A time signature of God knows what (not that I knew of time signatures at that point ) seemed to pull me in and drag me along – it was unlike anything I’d ever heard! Once the aggressive crunching electric guitars took hold, I was sold. At seven years old, some of this music was unsettling, some exciting and, as master of ceremonies Vivian Stanshall brings proceedings to a close by introducing the tubular bells, some was downright exhilarating!
I rushed home that evening and found my brother’s copy – with it’s almost magical “twisted bell” cover art and cover note reminding me that I could not play this album on old tin boxes (no matter what they are fitted with) you knew the contents were something out of the ordinary. I remember wondering what on earth the record label was all about (Virgin Records…..naked Gemini twins sat on top of a serpent – it’s not hard to hazard a guess now). After the vinyl was given the traditional “stack, thwack and smack” treatment by the gramophone, I was back in my other world – I did not need Dad to encourage me to close my eyes at this point – this was ALL MINE.
By the time musical assembly part 2 rolled around the following week, I did not need an introduction – I was so familiar with “part 2” by this point, I could have given the assembly.
Tubular bells is now more a brand than a piece of music – after 5 or more reworkings (the sequels, the weird millennium thing, the orchestral version, the update, the remix etc etc) it could be easy to forget the original. For me, I can go a couple of years without listening to it, but when I do….I can pre-empt every note, jangle, flaw, bit of fret noise…everything, in all it’s wonder. It’s my bridge from kids music and classical music to the music of the day, the music my brothers listened to and, most importantly, my own taste….
More next time….
A brief programming note – I’ve covered a lot of ancient history so far, but…. Off to NYC to see A-Ha on their final tour this weekend, so expect a review, pics (if the camera police let me) and thoughts on A-Ha (and if you can make the connection between Tubular Bells and A-Ha – one of my all time favorite bands, your taste is as twisted as mine because It’s a long journey between them and even I’m not sure how I got there!)
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