Don’t ask me the how or why of this, but Cameo’s “Word Up” earwormed its way into my group’s collective consciousness this past weekend, becoming the unofficial theme song of the trip.
Here’s the released music video, from back in the day when MTV ruled the world and patent leather codpieces were in style:
Sounds like victory.
I have to confess that I have more of an intellectual appreciation for Lou Reed’s career than a passion for it. Too much of his output struck me as being clever for cleverness’ sake alone – how else can you analyze something like Metal Machine Music? – but at his best, he certainly hit his share of home runs.
I had a college friend who was deeply into Reed and hated the obvious commercialism of Rock n Roll Animal (why, I don’t know, because there was definitely a broad wanna-be-a-rock-star streak in Reed), so that’s where I’m going today for my favorite Lou Reed song. Enjoy.
If there’s a song to capture the feeling of romantic pessimism – not an easy concept to grasp – that has many of us in its grip today after Missouri’s loss, it’s Crowded House’s “Don’t Dream It’s Over”.
Here’s an especially bittersweet version, from their final show with Paul Hester on the drums.
Doom and gloom when it comes to Georgia’s secondary? Let Mick and the boys tell you something about Doom And Gloom.
I think it’s time we quit focusing on how old the Stones are, and simply marvel at what a miracle of modern science it is that Keef is still alive.
This one’s appropriate for the morning’s weather. Get your week started with this remarkable, stripped down version of one of the greatest soul songs ever recorded, Ann Peebles’ “I Can’t Stand The Rain”.
Takes your breath away, doesn’t it?
For those of you who weren’t in attendance on Saturday, Marshall Crenshaw has a message for you.
It’s almost criminal that this guy never made it bigger.
This news inspired today’s tuneage, The Negro Problem’s “Ken”.
Because we could use a laugh this morning, here’s the Rev. Billy C. Wirtz doing a workout on his classic blues tune, “Roberta”. Enjoy.
If you’ve never seen the man live, he’s worth the trip.
After seeing this, I felt I had no choice but to post this.
That ought to get you going this morning.
I came across this Howlin’ Wolf clip last night and it’s just astounding.
I can only imagine what it must have been like to see him perform in his physical prime. Is it possible to be intimidated by the blues?