Showing posts with label The Byrds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Byrds. Show all posts

Monday 29 September 2014

New Ariel Pink


Just noticed this was released. It's taken from his new album Pom Pom. Sounds like The Byrds or an 80s jingle jangle facsimile. Not sure if that's a good thing or not yet. Slightly reminiscent of The Church at their 80s best, musically anyway.  Both Ariel Pink and Steve Kilbey are complete vocal and wordsmith talents incomparable to anyone really.

Friday 14 June 2013

Hotel California


I just read Barney Hoskyns's Waiting For The Sun and it's pretty good up until the late 70s when he starts to rush through punk, paisley, metal through to Hip Hop. I'm a Beach Boys, Byrds, Burritos, Love, The Doors, Gene Clark kinda guy so when it got to The Eagles, Linda Rondstadt, Joni Mitchell, Jackson Brown and ugh James Taylor I thought I'd probably stop reading as my interest waned but man they were all so fucked and took so many drugs it was absurd. Anyway what I'm gettin at is the biggest impact* The Eagles had on me, apart from hearing their songs on the radio growing up ad nauseum, was the inner of the gatefold sleeve of Hotel California.  While in about year 8 in High School me and a bunch of friends watched this video about backmasking, satanism etc. in rock at one of my friends houses whose dad happened to be a teacher at our catholic School.  The video would have been produced by some kind of American fundamentalist christian group to scare the kids away from that evil Rock n Roll. I vaguely recall stuff on The Beatles, Led Zep and Queen and their use of satanic backmasking. The main thing I remember however was the dissection of the lyrics to Hotel California and the study of its cover. From then on that cover became a spooky artifact. It was in my home. I don't recall anyone ever playing it but the cover was often perused with spooky delight. At other peoples houses we'd go through the record collections to invariably find the album cover to check out the dude up there in the 2nd of the 3 windows upstairs. He was meant to be the devil or something. It was pretty creepy whatever he was. The Hotel according to the video was some kind of satanic church...'you can check in anytime you like but you can never leave'...... Anyway I should check and see if that video is on the youtubes.

*I loved Don Henley's Boys Of Summer (One of my all time fave 80s tunes!), I bought the 7", but I probably didn't even realise until much later that he was the dude in The Eagles.

Tuesday 4 June 2013

Sagittarius - Present Tense


Another gem I've just discovered. More relationships to The Byrds and The Beach Boys. I know I'm not really gettin to the best ex-Byrds records but I came across this last week and can't believe it hasn't been in my life till now. Gary Usher is the man behind this project. He is probably best known as a producer for The Byrds and for writing a couple of Beach Boys classics including 409 and In My Room. He'd also written tracks for Dick Dale, Frankie Avalon and Peanut Butter Conspiracy. Anyway Gary and Curt Boettcher got together in the studio and created this psych-pop masterpiece. They dragged in other friends Terry Melcher, Bruce Johnston and Glen Campbell to help make this magic. It's like psych with all the rock removed which is actually quite refreshing. I guess the closest thing I can compare this to is The Free Design but its way more psychedelic, freaky and haunting than them. This aint no rock record and it's all the better for it. I cannot stop playing this LP and can't quite figure out why. It's been called soft rock, sunshine pop but I think the best and most fitting term is Baroque Pop. There are a couple of other Usher studio projects, Super Stocks and The Hondells which  are more on the surf rock tip. Curt Boettcher was a just a name to me previous to hearing this, maybe someone Bob Stanley once wrote about or admired. He produced The Association and had his own groups The Ballroom and The Millenium. He even had something to do with Dennis Wilson's classic Pacific Ocean Blue I think. Boettcher died relatively young and has become a cult figure ever since. The Millennium's LP Begin is considered a cult classic, I'll mos def have to track that one down along with the 2nd Sagittarius LP.

Gary Usher
Baroque-pop genius?
Curt Boettcher

Monday 3 June 2013

Terry Melcher - Terry Melcher LP


How did I end up here? Well a while ago a friend of mine told me he was gettin into The Byrds. I'd been tellin him for a while he should check out Gene Clark. So then I thought I'd do a post about the best Post-Byrds records. Then as I was thinking up some crap to write I remembered this song I'd heard about 7 years ago on the radio by sometime Beach Boy songwriter and Byrds producer Terry Melcher. It really struck me as quite edgy and unhinged and has stayed with me ever since. I've never been able to find a physical copy of the above LP but I finally tracked down an MP3 of said artifact. Anyway I can't figure out which of the tunes it was because there is quite an intense unhinged quality to a lot of the trax. There is something in his voice that is so real and slighly terrified. This is a man who was friends with Charlie Manson and was supposedly the real target for one of the Manson murders. I'm sure he did his fair share of coke and was quite paranoid. His mum was Doris Day talk about yin and yang! That was LA though wasn't it?!. The sweetest most innocent harmonies coming from some of the most mental people in town ie. The Beach Boys. Anyway did I miss the Mojo where they said this was a forgotten classic or am I one of only a few who think this is pure gold from LA in 1974. Doris even does backing vocals on Terry's version of These Days which makes it brilliantly haunting. When he says he's 'OK and so is LA' in a jaunty tone you don't really believe him particularly when it's a sentiment expressed to his shrink on Dr Horowitz. Particularly affecting is the booze hound lament The Bars Have Made A Prison Out of Me. His sense of desperation for something to believe in is palpable in songs like Beverly Hills, Halls Of Justice and The Old Hand Jive. His spirit though is broken but he keeps on going, just, and thankfully so because this is a fucking great record! Features such luminaries as Sneaky Pete, Hal Blaine and Chris Hillman. Terry's old buddy and sometime Beach Boy Bruce Johnston co-produces.