All Along The Watchtower
"All Along The Watchtower"
There must be some way out of here said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth
No reason to get excited, the thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
-Bob Dylan
The Song Remembers When
Written by Hugh Prestwood.
Steve Allen: This Could Be The Start Of Something Big
A Facebook friend posted the "See the USA" Dinah Shore Chevrolet commercial today, and made me think of this amazing video from 1958.
If you're not familiar with him, Steve Allen invented late-night television, and was a major influence on generations of comedians. He also wrote this song, adapted here as a promotion for his network. You should Google him sometime.
Happy Birthday, Ann-Margret!
She's seventy-five years old today.
Little Red Corvette
This print ad was created by Chevrolet's advertising agency Commonwealth/McCanns.
Thank You For The Music
I offer this song in honor of all those incredible musical artists who've left us recently.
Thank you for the music.
Wolf Blitzer's Favorite Prince Tune
As revealed by Wolf on CNN last night.
Prince Street Station
On the BMT Broadway line in Manhattan.
Chet Baker: Let's Get Lost
Before you go to see the new Ethan Hawke film about Chet Baker, find a way to watch this 1988 Bruce Weber documentary about Chet. It will break your heart, but you will understand jazz and the creative process on a visceral level. It is extraordinary.
Merle Haggard, Dead at 79
A Townes Van Zant tune that always called up images of Merle and Willie Nelson in my mind.
"Give Me One Reason", Live. Happy Birthday, Tracy Chapman!
Fifty-two years old today.
Rolling Stones: Habana
If you happen to be in the neighborhood...
Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most
A great song from a jazz singer you've probably never heard of.
R.I.P. George Martin, The Fifth Beatle - UPDATED
A Day in the Life’
From The New York Times:
The song that closes “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,” and is, for many listeners, the most astonishing track on an astonishing album, actually began as a pair of unrelated songs: The melancholy outer verses were Lennon’s, the brighter central section was Mr. McCartney’s. What transformed these fragments into a cohesive whole is a touch of avant-garde string scoring by Mr. Martin. By the time the Beatles set to work on the track, on Jan. 19, 1967, they and Mr. Martin had mapped out its structure. Two of Lennon’s verses would open the song, followed by Mr. McCartney’s verse, which would lead back to final thoughts from Lennon. Between the two composers’ sections, though, the band would vamp for 24 bars, and there would be another long vamp after the closing verse. How these would be filled — well, Mr. Martin would figure that out later.
For several weeks, the group tweaked the main parts of the song, polishing the vocals, drums and bass, adding extra percussion parts, and trying to imagine what should occupy those long vamped sections. Mr. McCartney thought an orchestral section would be good, but left the question of what that should entail to his producer. Mr. Martin’s solution was to take a page out of the playbooks of classical composers like John Cage and Krzysztof Penderecki, who at the time were creating works in which chance played a role. Mr. Martin hired 40 symphonic musicians for a session on Feb. 10, and when they turned up, they found on their stands a 24-bar score that had the lowest notes on their instruments in the first bar, and an E major chord in the last. Between them, the musicians were instructed to slide slowly from their lowest to highest notes, taking care not to move at the same pace as the musicians around them.
The sound was magnificently chaotic, and it became more so once Mr. Martin combined the four takes he recorded (some with Mr. McCartney on the podium, some conducted by Mr. Martin himself). It was a brilliant solution: as Lennon’s voice faded into the echoic distance, the orchestra began its buildup, ending sharply on the chord that begins Mr. McCartney’s section.