This place obviously needs some help. Well, it's Uncle jumjum back with you once again to blow the dust and must off the stacks of wax, bring out the oldie goldies and moldy oldies, the rolling thunder and one-hit wonders, doin' a blast from the past - but not too fast - for all you happenin' dudes and foxy ladies.....
Okay, stop it! I'm okay! Where am I? What just happened?...Oh man. Now I remember...I was channeling an old school disc jockey. Luckily von Mudra was nearby and gave me a couple of hard open-hand cracks across the chops, and then stylie hit me with the syringe full of some kind of Class III controlled substance. They said if that hadn't worked Yossarian was in the next room with a 3-gallon bucket of warm soapy water, some rubber tubing and a big container of AstroGlide - the big "Castro District" size. Yos was itching to introduce me to Mr. High-Colonic, but luckily I came around before he could lube the nozzle. That was close.
Well. Where was I? Oh yeah. We need some help here. Dead forums, particularly dead Off Top. So I guess I have to start another chapter in what's gonna wind up being long enough for a web book.
So. Before Rod Stewart reinvented himself a second time (first re-invention was as a disco king) and took to wearing tuxedos and singing It Was A Very Good Year, he played by-God real rock and roll. He fronted for this little band called The Faces. And beloved, in its day, The Faces were the equal of anyone playing in their day. When you consider that they were contemporaries of iconic bands such as Cream, Led Zep, the Rolling Stones and The Who, when those iconic bands were at or just coming off their absolute artistic and performing peak, that's saying something.
*(I just checked for other posts and I see the awards are out. My goodness the things that happen when you're not paying attention.)
The Faces got their start as "The Small Faces", which had as frontman the powerhouse mighty mite singer Steve Marriott, along with later Faces members Ronnie Lane, Kenney Jones and Ian McLagan. Small Faces was sort of light-psychedelic hippie pop rock, and did something called...and I'm not kidding...Itchycoo Park. It's got a catchy trippy pot vibe, but a song that starts out with a line about how a famous bridge in Venice (Italy, you philistines) is so pretty, well, today that feels as gay as a San Francisco bathhouse. You be the judge: Itchycoo Park.
Anyway, Small Faces transformed. Singer Steve Marriott went on to modest glory in Humble Pie with Peter Frampton. BTW, they did an absolutely paint-peeling scorcher called Thirty Days In The Hole. It's got more references to heavy drugs, disgusting hooker sex and nasty prison life than anything this side of Keith Richards' diary. Do yourself a favor and listen to how a bunch of British blue-eyed soul singers burn the house down with a super high-octane mixture around 1973: Thirty Days In The Hole
Well, where was I. Okay, with Marriott gone, Ronnie Lane, Kenney Jones (who has drummed for The Who since Keith Moon proved you can drink yourself to death while on Anabuse in 1978) and Ian McLagan picked up this lead guitarist called Ron Wood from the Jeff Beck Group (not "Beck" you infants - "Jeff Beck" - there's a big difference). You may have heard of Ron Wood - after he learned his licks with Jeff Beck and Faces he went on to play rhythm guitar behind Keith Richards for the Stones, and has been with them for over 30 years.
But the group, by then just "The Faces", needed a singer. Ron Wood had played with this gravedigger-turned-singer named Rod Stewart in Jeff Beck's group. Stewart had sung in several scruffy British groups, including the Ray Davies' group that became The Kinks. (God I should have been in School Of Rock instead of Jack Black - I so know the 60's-80's rock bloodlines). It was the perfect match.
The Faces turned out to be the perfect garage band - not flashy, not particularly great musicians, but guys who played for fun and played with heart. Most professional rock groups strive to be "tight" and fit together in perfect time so they purr like a perfectly tuned V-12 Jaguar. But the Faces were loose and syncopated as hell. Their music was like walking on a trampoline, goofy, swaying and rolling all over the place. It was like watching a drunk acrobat trying to run across a little 2" pipe above a roaring river - they were obviously having way too much fun, and were seemingly oblivious as to the seriousness of the situation; and yet they stumbled and bumbled their way safely to the other side. And the Faces were drunk almost all the time they played, which probably accounted for that very loose-goosey feel of their playing. But they had a great time for sure.
But they rocked big and hard, like manly rocking men. They even invented a new form of rock - "cock rock", which was a super macho take-no-prisoners drink-up-and-grab-the-chicks style as exemplified by Sir Roddington Stewart. The term was coined by some prissy Rolling Stone writer, who meant it as a sneering insult about mindless drunk rock. But the Faces loved it, and Rod made the crotches of his stage pants even tighter. Here are some good examples of their loose but hard rocking style: I'm Losing You and Stay With Me are excellent examples of The Faces sound. But listen to how they transform Paul McCartney's Maybe I'm Amazed: Maybe I'm Amazed.
What rockers. Overlook the embarrassment that Rod Stewart has become...for once he was a rocker. You need to know this stuff.
So long winded, but alright Jum.
Moose12;4203282So long winded, but alright Jum.
Hit the links long enough at least long enough to get the flavor. And even though I was writing about the Faces, if Thirty Days In The Hole doesn't make you wish you'd been in a 70's rock band, there's something wrong with you. But then you are Moose.
I'm waiting on Jummy to do one of these little reviews about a late 80's- early 90's rock band. That's the music I feel comfortable with, but these other guys are cool, too.
Good read, good music, keep it coming.
(PS- Is it possible to get carpal tunnel syndrome in your left index finger's knuckle? Because damn, it hurts like hell while I'm typing this.)
Cheap Trick's biggest hit was in 1988.
'[WOLF Ionizer;4203487']I'm waiting on Jummy to do one of these little reviews about a late 80's- early 90's rock band. That's the music I feel comfortable with, but these other guys are cool, too.....
I'm sorry, but mainstream popular music had a heart attack about the time MTV was born and skinny vampire-looking bisexuals began playing synthesizers instead of instruments. Video killed the radio star, indeed. Music lingered but eventually died of boredom with grunge. College alternative/indie rock was okay (and still makes up a whole lot of today's music), but so much was like emo for singer-songwriters. Now it's hilariously repetitive and boring hip-hop, bands that simply thrash and do some kind of throat-stripping one-note roar about death, or simply a variation of music that's 30 years old. Yeah, groups like The Decembrists and Polyphonic Spree are quirky and hard to categorize, but then there's My Morning Jacket sounding pretty much like a cleaned up Lynyrd Skynyrd. Refashioned rock sounds fine, but it's nothing new.
So you all were born too late and all the good music was used up before you got here, nyah nyah nyah.
Another cool read Jum but it's all so tame...cock rock, yeah I guess in your time :P. Judging by this lesson, our time's music's claim to fame would only be taking it to the extremes. This stuff doesn't make my hair stand on end the same way it does when I hear some Iron Maiden(don't be put off by the name like my sisters) or Metallica; I just love them riffs. In fact let's get you up to speed in case you haven't already,please...
I promise there's none of that guttural screaming BS (not the best quality, volume's a little low and the rest were live and not as great) Afraid to kill strangers YouTube - Iron Maiden - Afraid To Shoot Strangers Hallowed be thy name YouTube - Hallowed be thy name Iron Maiden Rare
and if you ever feel like getting metaleducated one day; Ironically made by someone from Victoria, small world EH? Part1(Be advised: unhealthy dosages a times of guttural vocal BS) YouTube - Metal: A Headbanger's Journey Part 1 or this link, it could be better than the first. I haven't tried it yet. YouTube - Metal, A Headbanger's Journey 1 Oh and best one-hit wonder imo YouTube - aha - take on me
jumjum;4203253They said if that hadn't worked Yossarian was in the next room with a 3-gallon bucket of warm soapy water, some rubber tubing and a big container of AstroGlide - the big "Castro District" size. Yos was itching to introduce me to Mr. High-Colonic, but luckily I came around before he could lube the nozzle. That was close.
I believe the bucket of soapy water was measured in Liters. :p
I have a wide taste in music myself.... I really will listen to just about anything as long as it isn't hippity hoppity music, almost all country, growling metal, or "slow jazz." Otherwise, I've got a good rendition of most music.... Here's a good sampling:
Yeah, that's just a quick sampling>__
Jum, I demand an explination of how a leader intended for the Queen in 1645 travelled through time and stuck itself on the front of 'Maggie May'. Edit for th' hata's. YouTube - PUBLIC ENEMY - FIGHT THE POWER Kids take note, that's the goblin on VH1 in the longhorns in his prime, dancing with Black Panthers and ecouring the world to get angry.