A Lesson in Swagger
This makes the case that Prince may have more swag than any musician of the past 50 years including the mighty Rolling Stones.
Behold his solo at about the 3:30 mark.He gives us each of the following:
The Stevie Ray Vaughan - Strangle the Neck like it’s Your Wife’s LoverThe Chuck Berry - Fall Into the Crown and Let Them Pick You Back UpThe Buddy Guy - Let Your Jaw Fall and Sway Your CheeksA demon hybrid of Pete Townshend and Jimi Hendrix with a Rock God Windmill/Kiss the Sky moveAnd he does it all with a mid ’70s Fender Telecaster ala Bruce Springsteen with a leopard-print pick guard and wearing a red fedora with a popped collar so huge one could land planes on it. He also does all of this while blowing Tom Petty of the stage and in front of the son of the man who wrote the solo he shreds, Dhani Harrison.
Check the end too. He simply throws his guitar up into the air and walks away. THAT’S how you make an exit.
Swagger. Check and mate. Game to Prince.
It was 47 years ago today. These Liverpudlian Beat Merchants taught me everything I ever learned about melody. I still want to be a Beatle. I’d settle for being a Rolling Stone though.
What’s really, really interesting is that the national crime rate dropped 60% during the time frame the Beatles were playing. Yes, even the criminals wanted to see them.
An Imagined Exchange Between The Beatles Whilst Recording Paperback Writer
I think after Paul turned “Paperback Writer” into a number one hit the Beatles must’ve realized they could collectively do no wrong.
I’d to imagine it went something like this:
John: George, no fockin’ way. I’ll call him Merlin if he pulls this nonsense off.
George: I’m tellin’ ya, mate. What’ll ya wager?
John: Three joints.
Paul (from off screen): Here’s where we go a capella, boys.
John: Make it four.
Ringo: Five. I’m a need ‘em.
A few months later…
John: I cannot believe we got away with that…
Beatles Cypher
It’s very simple. Find the lyrics. Construct the passage using the information below.
1. Album - Across the Universe (Soundtrack)
Song 2, 2nd stanza, Line 1
2. Album - Beatles Love
Song 24, 3rd stanza, Line 1
3. Album - Across the Universe
Song 2, 2nd stanza, Line 4
4. Album - Across the Universe
Song 21, 3rd stanza, Line 1
5. Album - Beatles Love
Song 1, 1st stanza, Line 2
6. Album - Let It Be…Naked
Song 11, 3rd stanza, Line 7
7. Album - The Beatles Anthology 3
Song 43, 2nd stanza, Line 3
8. Album - The Beatles Anthology 1
Song 31, 4th stanza, Line 1
“Ten minutes later, I found it necessary to mention that Journey was rock’s version of the TV showDynasty. This prompted a spirited debate we dubbed “Monkees = Monkees.” The goal is to figure out which television show is the closest philosophical analogy to a specific rock ‘n’ roll band, and the critiera is mind-blowingly complex: It’s a combination of longevity, era, critical acclaim, commercial success, and — most important — the aesthetic soul of each artistic entry. For example, the Rolling Stones are Gunsmoke. The Strokes are Keifer Sutherland’s 24. Jimi Hendrix was The Twilight Zone. Devo was Fernwood 2-Night. Lynyrd Skynyrd was The Beverly Hillbillies, which makes Molly Hatchet Petticoat Junction. The Black Crowes are That ’70s Show. Hall & Oates were Bosom Buddies. U2 is M*A*S*H (both got preachy at the end). Dokken was Jason Bateman’s short-lived sitcom It’s Your Move. Eurythmics were Mork & Mindy…” - Chuck Klosterman
That served as the fundamental argument today in my office. We spent the better part of our day, while we were actually, you know, doing work, sending ideas back and forth. Here’s what we have so far:
Fleetwood Mac = Cheers
The Clash = The Wire
Van Halen = NYPD Blue
Johnny Cash = Gunsmoke (Sorry, Chuck.)
Blink 182 = Saved By the Bell
Pink Floyd = Dr. Who
Motorhead = Sons of Anarchy
Willie Nelson = GREEN Acres (duh)
Weezer = The Muppets
Billy Joel = Hill Street Blues
John Mellencamp = The Andy Griffith Show
Funkadelic = Gilligan’s Island
Bob Dylan = 60 Minutes
Springsteen = Monday Night Football
They Might Be Giants = Reading Rainbow
N.W.A. = In Living Colour
Sugarhill Gang = Fat Albert
Spinal Tap = Metalocalypse
The Beatles = The Sopranos
Frank Zappa = Robot Chicken
Grateful Dead = Star Trek
The Talking Heads = Seinfeld
White Zombie = The Walking Dead (Freaking OBVIOUSLY)
Mamas & Papas = The Wonder Years
AC/DC = The A-Team
The Bangals = Designing Women
Heart = Cagney and Lacey
Nirvana = Freaks and Geeks
3 Doors Down = Home Improvement
Joy Division = Twin Peaks
The Doors = The Twilight Zone
Jimi Hendrix = The Chappelle Show
Gwar = You Can’t Do That on Television
Who’s got next?
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-12-11)
Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Since I seem to have a host of new followers…
Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jason and I’m writing this with an Irish lilt in my voice.
I like black and white movies set in Paris and London.
I like breakfast for dinner at 24-hour diners.
I like classic cocktails with names like Manhattan and Sidecar.
I like wearing my grandfather’s heavy, blue wool overcoat and my father’s gray fedora in the winter.
I like talking baseball with strangers.
I like rooting for the bad guy in heist movies.
I like jazz that sounds like a rainy night in New York.
I like poems about the sea and matters of the heart.
I like women who know how to say fuck because they’re comfortable in their own skin.
I like minimalism though I like too much stuff to be a minimalist.
I like September because it’s gorgeous everywhere.
I like buying the newspaper from a news stand.
I like soul music on Sunday mornings.
I like Coca-Cola in glass bottles.
I like red toes.
I like the Beatles in mono and the Rolling Stones in stereo.
I like the word ‘caper’ when it’s used to describe a crime.
I like women who cook breakfast in my shirt and their underwear.
I like it when they’re referred to as the funny papers.
I like packages wrapped in brown paper and twine.
I like stripped socks.
I like the way middle-aged Italian men dress.
And I like you.
Here comes the sun — The Beatles
Spring’s a’comin’.
On this, the first day of Spring.
The Beatles’ first American show. This is not Ed Sullivan. This is not Shea Stadium. This is numbero uno.
