This one popped up on the iPod — from one of my favorite groups, the deserving of more attention than they ever got New Rhythm and Blues Quartet, otherwise known as NRBQ. It’s the pinnacle of guitarist Big Al Anderson’s 22-year stretch with the band. From All Hopped Up, it’s the sublime “Ridin’ In My Car”.
The gorgeous, final 40-second fade out is worth the price of admission by itself.
Bonus track: from Big Al’s earlier group, the Wildweeds, comes this delicious slab of mid-to-late ’60s white boy soul, “No Good To Cry”. It was a big regional hit in the Northeast that I think briefly cracked the national 100 back in the day.
By the way, the Allman brothers dug “No Good To Cry”.
Mick and the Stones remind you what the bottom line is on signing day.
Hard to believe, but the Beatles’ last public performance came on this day almost fifty years ago.
Jeez, I’m old.
Wasn’t a big fan of Steely Dan when the group moved into an even jazzier phase, but early Dan makes me swoon. And “My Old School” is the swooniest for me. Here’s a very badly synced version of the song:
One of the reasons for my swoonery is Jeff “Skunk” Baxter’s guitar wizardry. He left the band after its third album, when Becker and Fagan decided to stop touring, which is another reason my interest declined.
Anyway, as a bonus, here’s a version of the song performed recently by Baxter.
Dude can still bring it.
By the way, speaking of Baxter, there’s this, too.
Really, if you’re a Georgia fan, is there a better song to express your feelings of late than the ‘Mats “Unsatisfied”?
Look me in the eye, indeed.
Man, the things that drop on the intertubes without any fanfare.
Greg Lake, RIP.
“I know people think we’re pretentious, but it’s really a product of sophistication,” Mr. Lake told New Musical Express in 1973. “To judge pretentiousness, I think you must look at the people behind it and their motives. As a band we’re into trying to advance our instruments — sometimes to a bizarre degree — which obviously puts some people off.”
I say this as someone who went through an ELP phase in high school — sorry, Greg, but you guys were pretentious. Doesn’t mean I didn’t buy my share of King Crimson…
… and ELP albums, though.
The man did have some pipes.
Man, that whole progressive rock thing seems so long ago now. Probably because it was.