Friday, October 26, 2018

Friday Arts


On TV, we’re halfway through the latest season of “Endeavour.” Always thumbs up for all the various Morse shows. No movies, alas, but I’ll be catching up come the new year. On the audio front, listening to More Tales of the City. I thought I liked the books (and the old TV show from the 90s), but listening to Cynthia Nixon read this, and the first volume, is even more pure joy. I’ve got the whole series queued up in my Audible account. And if you’re looking for a freebie, John Waters was recently on Fresh Air. If you don’t like John Waters, please stop reading my blog. That’s almost worse than liking Donald Trump.

On to music. Spotify has a “Discover” page that theoretically points you to music you don’t know and will probably like, based on your previous listening. Needless to say, it’s hit and miss. Occasionally it’s listed nothing but pop-ish country albums that I wouldn’t cross the street for. Other times, if I’ve been listening to, say, Haydn string quartets, it thinks that I’ve never heard of Mozart and recommends a lot of him (whoever he was). Ditto jazz, very hit and miss. Most of the recommendations in any genre are either obvious or unwarranted, but occasionally something interesting pops us. Like Blondie Chaplin.

Who, you may ask, as I did, is Blondie Chaplin? Essentially he’s a perennial sideman. Most famously he sang lead on the Beach Boys’ “Sail on Sailor.” I know this because after listening to his album, I looked him up on Wikipedia. My friend Peter, who knows every obscure thing imaginable about old rock (except what’s good as background for a poker game), knew him immediately. His album (there’s only one on Spotify) is quite polished, and stands out as a result. This time out I grabbed one song, but then I put it back into the rotation for more listening. I might continue to grow on me.

Be My Love, Blondie Chaplin, Blondie Chapman — If he has any other albums, they aren’t there.

Nothing by the Dave Clark 5 — This group, which was phenomenally popular in the 60s, was plagued by rights bickering in the following years, and because their albums were no longer available in new media, and because their songs weren’t even on various compilations of British hits and the like, they faded into obscurity. It’s a shame. Fortunately I do have a good Greatest Hits CD. But come on, Spotify. This is a really big gap.

In the Sun, Blondie, Blondie – Obviously, Blondie Chaplin inspired me to seek out Blondie. I grabbed two versions of this song, which I already knew from a summer song compilation. (The better of the two is the Original Private Stock Single, whatever that means.) Otherwise the music left me cold. I’ve never actually listened to one of their albums all the way through before. The only musician in the group worth a damn seems to be the drummer. I’ll try a greatest hits album next, because I know that they have a couple of hits I wouldn’t mind adding to the playlist, but otherwise I’m not terribly sanguine.

1941, Cuddly Toy, You Can’t Do That, Sleep Late My Lady Friend, Without Her, River Deep Mountain High, from Pandemonium Shadow Show, Nilsson — As I said earlier, I’m amazed that there was no Nilsson in the playlist. We begin to correct that oversight.

Stranded in the Jungle by the Jayhawks, Cinnamon Cinder (It’s a Very Nice Dance) — A couple of novelty items from some random collection, Ace’s Golden Age of American Hits Vol 1. There seems to be no Volume 2. Nor should there be. How many times do you need to hear “Percolator”? Then again, “She’s Neat” is a nice find, but I’d already found it.

Nothing from a collection called Doo Wop Heaven — These weren’t big hits, and I wasn’t surprised that any of them didn’t make it. What made a good popular hit in the 50s and 60s? Who knows?




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