Okay, its been a long time since I last posted. With some work stuff taking over my time and some parties that have since passed, I now have a more time, so let’s get back to the audio!
Here we have a hit song featuring a duo that only plays drum and bass. No, its not Dillinja or Goldie because these are actual instruments. Also, its not Local H or The White Stripes because the time period is the late 1930’s.
Now, I’m not sure which Winnteka they’re talking about… either the droll suburb of LA or the suburb of Chicago where Laurie Dann did that killing spree that motivated their cops to regulate Uzi machine guns for their officers after that tragedy. Maybe that explains the “big sound.”
Something I realize about Tom Jones is while people pigeonhole him as a lounge singer, throughout his career he really wanted to get his rock out, and this performance from 1976 on The Midnight Special shows another aspect of this ambition.
I’ve only recently become interested in The Walker Brothers, mainly because I keep hearing Scott Walker’s name dropped by about every band I know as “a major influence in their work.”
You can’t miss Scott Walker’s baritone and how singers like Jarvis Cocker, Morrissey and David Bowie have all been influenced by his unique voice. I just liked the fact that when he went solo, he released 3 albums simply titled “Scott.” Whats the hurt in that?
Its interesting these days that when an actor/actress is also a singer, you need to hole them into one category or the other. However, when I think of Julie Andrews, its both, and its a rare breed. Humbling in all aspects, Andrews is a classic “entertainer” in every sense of the word. Its interesting seeing her in films these days basically playing the “Olde English Matron” part like ‘The Princess Diaries’, but I’ll always remember her from ‘The Sound of Music.’ I do, however, remember being startled when I saw ‘S.O.B.’ (directed by her husband, Blake Edwards) and Ms. Andrews ripped off her top and said “I am going to show my boobies. Are you here to see my boobies?” I guess that’s what I call a “range of characters.”
Apologies for the delay in posting, now it back to bringing back the goodies. Please keep on coming!
Yes, before he became the sun-tanned King of Malibu and sipped coffee with Imelda Marcos, the young George Hamilton took his chops to pop-songs and gained some noteable success by eventually hitting #134 on the Billboard Singles Charts in 1963 with “Don’t Envy Me”.