Skeleton Equation: Drawing Social Tonight!

Here’s a link to the

The Skeleton Equation Poster

for tonight’s event….

Happy 18th birthday to son Lance. His band The Skeleton Equation performs their special brand of existential polka punk there tonight.  

The poster artist Ted Michelowski invented these innovative drawing socials to, in this case, unite art with and music.

Roads to Moscow

Al Stewart’s “Roads to Moscow” without  a doubt is the greatest rock song ever written about World War II . Listened to it for the first time in years after we added the album Past, Present and Future to our ITunes collection.  From the previous post about the beginning of civilization to this, an affecting depiction of the near-end of it, here’s a fine visual treatment done by one Michael Lang.

Manworthy Ballads

Every art has its aesthetic moments. Even rock music. Every great rock act has the ability to grab you with a down-tempo song. If not then they are not a great act. It’s that simple. Think about all the superstars of rock, and you won’t find one that doesn’t have a soft number with artful lyrics.

James Taylor has many of those and with this one grabs onto every man’s boyhood sense of place. We all had those places our mothers would have fainted if they knew about. Our fathers would have understood. For us in South Philly it was hunting rats at the Pipelines or swimming in the greasy abandoned industrial canal called the Highlines, walking the tracks down past the Jungles or diving into the Delaware off the Coal Pier. For James Taylor it was a spot that “no one knew why they called like they do.”

A later incarnation of Lynyrd Skynrd puts forth their 1973 hit with all the simplicity and power of the song’s advice, to be a “Simple Man.” There’s no telling how many men this song could have diverted from some more complex path.

The sentiments of Credence Clearwater Revival’s “Someday Never Comes” are so universal that they easily cross borders, or oceans. So since there’s no Credence You Tube of the song at the moment, the most sincere cover of this great song is about a 65 percent effective try by a coupla dudes at something called Fogerty Fest in Finland last year. Swamp Duo’s version may not be the best and they may have used their shoe money to buy Credence CDs, but this only proves the strength of the song.

Fadin’ Away Stones

Perhaps not. Daughter Escella Shears, age 12, has taken a cotton to the Rolling Stones, their music, and especially the song “She’s a Rainbow.” Escella being of a latter day flower child persuasion, it’s only natural.

So we bought Hot Rocks yesterday. I had Hot Rocks when first issued back in ‘71 and had forgotten that “Rainbow” is not on it. That album pioneered the classic rock best-of genre, even while the classic rock era was ongoing. Smart (Mick, always in control, and a grad of the London School of Economics) the Stones knew all along  that they would issue a second greatest hits record and saved some of the old stuff for it.

We filled it in for Escella by buying “Rainbow” as a single song, and now she has the whole lot on her iPod, right there cohabitating with Mika. 

So, while playing through Hot Rocks this morning  Mrs. Shears pointed out the irony of one particular Stones lyric. 

“Mother’s Little Helper” played, opening with: “What a drag it is getting old.”

“How freakin’ old were they when they wrote that?” Mrs. Shears asks. (That’s about as profane as Mrs. Shears will get.) 

Well they were in their early 20s, a lot younger than they are in this recent picture:

By now the Stones as the leading geezers of the Geezer Rock scene is an old joke, on multiple levels. Charlie Watts looks the oldest, but he’s a cancer survivor so good-on-ya Charlie. Mick Jagger has aged fairly well, but it’s only because he looked old when he was 22. He’s eased into his grotesque attractive-like-a-car-wreck face over the years. Ron Wood, the luckiest third-rate rocker in the world, will always look like an (even) uglier Rod Stewart. And Keith Richards is, self-admittedly, lucky to be alive, and not because of a bout with cancer; and he has those little chicken arms, scrawny to rival those of the Dalai Lama. We’re sure his hands have not atrophied with the years, however. Great guitarist.

Oh, and by the way: Free Tibet! 

Products in this post:
“Shes a Rainbow”
Hot Rocks
Mika – Life in Cartoon Motion
Keith Richards: The Biography The Biography

“Each kiss an inspiration”

The more you listen to it, the more you must conclude that it is the perfect recording of a song, with Nat King Cole’s matchless voice, the floating melody and lyrics entwining love and memories and…music.

Here’s a decent little editing effort over that record (by mrchef, of The Rock & Roll Chef) with Hubble telescope images and some shots of Hoagy.

Perfect. Well, the song is. I think anyway.

And here’s The King himself. with a TV performance of the song. Hard to beat.

They don’t sing ‘em or write ‘em like that anymore.

Here’s Hoagy playing it instrumentally. Without moving either. Wow.

And finally, to make up for the lack of motion in the previous, a Carmichael song can even make the unpolished pipes of the torchy and nicely motile Lauren Bacall sound good in the great film, To Have and Have Not, the project where Bogie fell for her hard. You can see it in this scene. I don’t think he’s acting too hard there. And of course you know that’s Hoagy on piano.