Allen Toussaint passed away yesterday. At least he went out the way any musician would prefer.
Allen Toussaint, the versatile producer, songwriter, pianist and singer who was a fixture of New Orleans R&B, died after appearing in concert in Madrid on Monday night. He was 77.
He’s written more great music than I can list here. This, thanks to a cover by Little Feat, may be his most familiar. (Bonus: he’s backed by The Meters.)
Mike Leach, this one’s for you, baby.
Gee, I wonder why this Byrds tune popped into my head yesterday – from 1966, enjoy “Psychodrama City”.
Last night I traveled down to Variety Playhouse with an old buddy to hear Elvis Costello discuss his new book. It was an enjoyable time. The best part was Costello’s nod to his first concert in Atlanta – a show at the old Capri Theater co-billed with Talking Heads in late November, 1977. It didn’t sell out (and that wasn’t a particularly big venue). But I was one of those there, along with the friend who went with me last night.
Anyway, here’s a concert clip from a few months later of a song he played that night, “Watching the Detectives”.
College football is about to ramp up, so let’s get it on.
Nice threads, my man.
If this doesn’t make you shake your ass a little bit, there’s something wrong with you.
Bonus clip, from Purple Rain…
I always thought The Time smoked Prince in that movie.
Most people, when they think about Procol Harum – hell, if they think about Procol Harum at all – remember the group as kind of an artsy-fartsy collective, based on songs like “A Whiter Shade of Pale” and “Conquistador”. But PH could rock with the best of ’em in the sixties and early seventies. And why not, with talent like Robin Trower on guitar and BJ Wilson, one of rock’s most underrated drummers?
From 1971, here’s a live version of one of my favorite songs of theirs, “Juicy John Pink”, that makes my point nicely, I think. The Trower riff that kicks off the song is as heavy as you could ask for.