I read an interview the other day with Nils Lofgren about the E Street Band finally getting into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame that made me reflect a little upon his career. He’s had an impressive run, not only playing with Springsteen, but also being an integral part of Neil Young’s early solo work. Lofgren played on Crazy Horse’s first (and excellent) album and started his first group, Grin, as a teenager.
I’ve seen him live on several occasions (he’s from the DC area and played Charlottesville often when I was in college). He used to feature a trampoline as part of his act back then.
His name was in the mix as a replacement when Mick Taylor left the Rolling Stones. He didn’t get the gig, but maybe the process left an impression. From 1976 and his first solo album, this is one of my favorite songs of his, “Keith Don’t Go (Ode to the Glimmer Twin)”.
Agent Muschamp is a bit preoccupied these days.
In his honor, here’s Bergenfield, New Jersey’s finest, The Knickerbockers, with their 1966 single, “One Track Mind”.
Sensing a trend, here’s Sandy Denny’s group, Fotheringay, covering Dylan’s “Too Much of Nothing”.
Bruce Springsteen’s been touring Australia of late. He’s indulged the locals with covers of some well-known Aussie bands. But this has to be the topper – “Stayin’ Alive” as you’ve never heard it before.
(h/t PowerPop) And from the comments there:
When I first saw the clip a few days before this post, this popped into my head (first read of it via Dave Marsh’s book “The Heart of Rock & Soul: The 1001 Greatest Singles Ever Made”):
“Look at great huge Maurice Gibb, singing like Donald Duck on ‘Stayin’ Alive,’” Roger Daltrey of the Who carped in 1978, then instantly added, “And that’s a great song. Bruce Springsteen could sing that lyric.”
I think you can figure out how this one popped into my head.
Scorpio’s comment last night about suffering from a certain kind of biologically unrequited love immediately brought a song to mind, Del Amitri’s “Not Where It’s At”. Enjoy.
One day several decades back, some longhaired Brits stepped off a plane in New York City. The rest is history.
Without any further ado, here are the Beatles first three appearances on the Ed Sullivan Show:
America sank to its knees in awe. And, yes, I remember when this happened. (My mom wouldn’t let me go see The Beatles when they came to Atlanta, damn it.) I am old.