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I think that 20/20 is probably my post Pet Sounds favourite but each one has its charms!
Funnily enough, cloughie, I never thought of 20/20 as an album because I had lots of the tracks on singles, but it's a fine collection. The Dennis Wilson tracks are really good too.
I know that 'Cabinessence' was geared for 'Smile', but it's a track I really enjoy. I love the sounds that Brian created for it and when you hear the way 'Smile' was set up, it always seems to fit really well. Here's another of those odd Beach Boys Vids, this time of 'Cabinessence'.
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Funnily enough, cloughie, I never thought of 20/20 as an album because I had lots of the tracks on singles, but it's a fine collection. The Dennis Wilson tracks are really good too.
I know that 'Cabinessence' was geared for 'Smile', but it's a track I really enjoy. I love the sounds that Brian created for it and when you hear the way 'Smile' was set up, it always seems to fit really well. Here's another of those odd Beach Boys Vids, this time of 'Cabinessence'.
the, beach, boys, cabin, essence, cabinessence, smile, smiley, music, promo, promotional, video, 1967, brian, wilson, Smile (Brian Wilson Album), Smile (The Beach Boys Album), Music Video
Hope you enjoy your twofer, ts.
It is a strange thing jc - the Smile thing never really happened and the later cobbling together of its elements somehow missed the mark, but tracks like Cabinessence, Breakaway, Surf's Up, Here comes the night and others represented a post Pet Sounds sound which somehow should have been an entity but the gems were scattered over a number of albums, but there was a different sound which had left sone of the angst of PS behind. Another thing that might have been good would have been a Spector covers album - their 'I can hear music' and 'Then I kissed her' created an alternative wall of sound and I would have liked more of it!
In the good old rag trade seventies, capitalists were just factory owners and workers were a "the", either on picket lines or at conveyer belts. The one road from the humdrum was to take yourself into biscuits and simply become a voice. This mechanism for both self-reduction and self-elevation brightened up many a day and it suggested not so much a means of escape as a different sphere in which immortality was conceivable. The process was known as UBN - or United Biscuits Network - but only to the selections of people in the know.
When Capital Radio came along in 1973, Attenborough and his appointments identified one or two voices at UBN and decided it was they who should be the new sound of London. It was an imaginative and unexpected concept. The idea that, they the grand, should suddenly descend on Osterley and pick from a shed what was intended to quickly defeat BBC Radio 1.
But it worked - Scott, Love, Horne, Dene etc. The best two died young, ironically from a need for a real escapism. The rest, good enough, stagger on. They are to be found flitting from station to station in the modern commercial world or in corners of the BBC. In that way, their older paths became precisely the same as the post pirates and the utterly conventional.
Not all had initially been taken to Capital. As Independent Local Radio (ILR) expanded in the mid 1970s to 19 local stations, the remainder went to those places - eg Allen to LBC and Winton to Trent. UBN only acquired legendary status from that point of hindsight. It couldn't be significant until its full story was told, namely it had fundamentally redesigned UK radio.
So, by luck or judgement, UBN achieved what dozens of hospital radio stations had failed to do - and it was something as mundane as hospital radio that was the natural comparator. It had broken through the closed shop. In that audacity, it had not only produced household names whose broadcasting personalities were not weighed down by environmental monotony, the drudgery of relationship conflict and the constraints of flesh and bone which place limits on lifespan. It had in its its programme content become the obvious if unlikely blueprint for modern music radio, albeit with commercials on safe work practice and music requests which were, for example, from Fred on the Chocolate Digestive line to Doris on the Jaffa Cakes.
If you grew up listening to T Rex, its quite hard to forget those hits, perhaps.
Thank you - and I could talk fleetingly about BRMC but I won't do on this occasion.
I've been umming and aah-r-ing on the next one.
Should it be flagged up?
There is nothing new here but it is a moment.
14th Album since 1990?
For a start, it is an ongoing reminder that the main employment in the Welsh Valleys is not all in shops full of bridal gowns. The key to the MSP has always been that they revel in all of the things we critics oppose - spray-painted polemic that is an either/or with punk, but mainly both those things; an unabashed and even flaunted disability in terms of lyrical flow part nailed down by sympathy with the anthem; tailored heroism bordering on heroin chic; and a turning of every I into a y, why. Mostly, though, the weakest among us can still just about love them. It's the knowing if awkward parochial grandeur; the hovering over the back pockets of Jim, Burt, Dusty and now Elton; the immortal presence which refuses to accept it all ends mysteriously with heartbreak on a bridge; and the fact that they could have never got away with it if born English, Scottish or Irish - who are too often all feeling and no surface:
The first time I took notice of Scottish Band 'Frightened Rabbit' was when I heard the song 'Swim till you can't see Land'. I loved it and was fearful of it at the same time. That was eight years ago, but I've been thinking about that song since their lead singer Scott Hutchison went missing from a South Queensferry hotel yesterday and today has been confirmed dead after a long battle with depression. His fans, including the young Miss C, are very saddened and there is a strong sense of loss for this well loved young man. R.I.P.
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