Hard to believe, but Up The Bracket turns twenty this year. If a better album’s come out since, I haven’t heard it.
Will I still watch it? Morbid curiosity compels me to check out the first episode.
Best YouTube comment …
I’m getting “Vyvyan from the Young Ones” vibes from this – and not in a good way.
Someone else made the astute observation that Rotten was always more sardonic than angry. The tone is all wrong.
I don’t know. But I probably need some.
From an early set.
Any of you bastards heard of them? Someone put me onto them last night. They were active from late 90’s to around 2011, when their singer passed away after catching H1N1 on tour. This song’s from their first album, The Noise Made By People, which is good. If you took Forever Changes, removed the Hispanic influence, added some delightfully creepy synths, and brought in a fifteen-year-old Nico to sing, then you might have something like this album. Or not.
Update from the rabbit hole: this one, from second album, sounds like Silver Apples, but with a far better singer.
Something reminded me of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Wolf, which in turn reminded me of this parody. Benny Hill’s Richard Burton is spot-on.
Julian Lennon will auction NFT’s of some of his prized memorabilia: John’s black cape from Help, a Les Paul ( I guess Yoko owns the Epiphone Casino), Paul’s handwritten notes for “Hey Jude,” and some other treasures. He’s keeping the originals. In Julian’s words,
I actually felt very bad about keeping all that stuff locked away, and I just felt that this was a unique way to continue dad’s legacy and show people the collections I have…
Aw, how nice. John’s legacy needs so much help these days. And I’m sorry he feels bad, but the money should help that.
You can’t have your cake and eat it, but with NFT’s you can have it and sell it!
There’s a sucker born every minute. –PT Barnum
Never give a sucker an even break. –WC Fields
One of the measures of a great song is relatability. This one’s got it in spades.
Not his greatest song, but it has one of the funniest first verses I’ve ever heard and a Dave Edmunds solo (2:00) that curls what’s left of my hair. When I searched YouTube for this song, I ran across a ’79 documentary of the same name. Here is a clip where Lowe and Edmunds talk a bit about Phil Spector, then work on takes of that same solo. I haven’t watched past where the solo recording ends at 15:00, so I don’t know if the rest is worth watching. Nick Lowe seems rather, um, “relaxed.”
Sometimes aesthetics call for an “oh” instead of a “whoa,” as in the chorus of this forgotten Wings song. This overlooked album track is pretty good, with a good guitar riff, a decent enough hook, and some Stax horns. Far better than this album’s single, “Listen to What the Man Said,” which is just dishwater. The post-Beatles careers of Lennon-McCartney revealed that they needed each other, or at least assertive bandmates.