Mr. Moderator

When not blogging Mr. Moderator enjoys baseball, cooking, and falconry.

Hey Ladies, Are You Capable of Talking Rock Shit?

Feb 182009

We sometimes joke about the fact that few Townswomen comment in the Halls of Rock – in fact, I can’t tell you how long it’s been since the last time we’ve had a comment from a woman – but it hurts. I don’t know about you, but I worked hard to get this passionate, witty, and articulate about the the music I love – and here I am, still stuck in the same wrong side of the party, along with Mohammed, Jugdish, Sidney, and Clayton.

If this were Literature Town Hall or Film Town Hall I’d bet we’d hear from almost as many men as women. Why not Rock Town Hall? I see women at concerts. I know women buy records. There are even women who play in bands. Wasn’t it the Year of Women in Rock just a few years ago? Women were talking rock shit in that special issue of Rolling Stone, but it seems they’ve been quiet ever since.

I can’t be sure that every Townsperson who does post here on a regular basis is a dude, but I’m pretty sure that’s the case. It’s easy to think that the problem is with us, but I want to look at this from another perspective: Are women capable of talking rock shit?
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Some Kinda Love

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Feb 142009

The television host who soberly introduces this Neil Diamond classic as being about an imaginary boy whom he’d call on to spell his loneliness. I’d always thought the song was about a dog, but he does say that the only friend he could find was in his mind. Regardless, to celebrate Valentine’s Day, why don’t you share your favorite love songs to imaginary lovers. Extra credit for breakup songs about imaginary lovers!

On this Valentine’s Day, may your lover be the real thing, be it human or canine.

Talented Rock Artist You’d Most Like to Give a Wedgie

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Feb 132009

Mention, yesterday, of Jonathan Richman‘s disregard for the great Modern Lovers album that John Cale produced made me think of this most juvenile thread: What talented rock artist would you most like to give a wedgie? For me it’s Richman. Once he ditched the straight-edge VU sound of his early recordings and got into all that cutsie thumb-sucking music, I’m ready to yank up his briefs and see if I can’t get the elastic up to his shoulders. How about you? I know most of you are a lot nicer than I am, but what talented rock artist would you most like to give a wedgie? (It’s gotta be someone who’s produced a record or two that you love and at one time put a lot of stock in – not some band like Journey, unless you ever loved anything by them and are willing to admit that.)

What’s the Last Great Dylan Song?

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Feb 122009

What’s the last great Dylan song, you know, the last one that made the hairs stand up on the back of your neck? I was running an errand with my two sick boys this afternoon, and “Hurricane” was on. The song’s a bit of a mess on many levels, but I love hearing Dylan fired up and casting accusations left and right, the way he did so effectively in his prime. He’s so full of righteous indignation that he resorts to throwing out some curse words and other language I don’t recall him using prior to that song. When I hear that song I still feel as charged up as I did when I was 13 or so, whenever it first came out and got occasional airplay. I’ve liked some Dylan songs since then, and I respect some others, but my enthusiasm tells me that “Hurricane” is the last great Dylan song. What do you say?

Films That Don’t Rock: Da Blooz Exorcist and Almost Famous

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Feb 122009

As a tie-in to one of the themes of Exploitive Black Rock History Month as well as an excuse to make public, once more, my feelings on the film Almost Famous, I thought I’d re-run the following thoughts on films that don’t rock. Our initial discussion was fun, but I was surprised more failed rock movies weren’t brought up and hashed over. What’s that one about the fictional Carole King figure (Illyana Douglas) – Grace of My Heart! I liked it, but I’ve gotten into some long discussions with a couple of friends who KILLED the movie for having, like, a 1967 mixing board in the background during a scene that was set in 1965! Many other rock films do not rock – or cause split reactions among us rock nerds. I’m thinking of The Doors, Andyr. I can’t get by the glued-on sideburns; my man Andy is all-forgiving thanks to the mystical Indian/peyote scenes.

This post initially appeared 5/21/07.

I’ve probably said my piece just fine on my main beef with Almost Famous. Long story short, it’s a cheap, self-help, feel-good story for people who won’t help themselves to feel good. That, and Kate Hudson is among the most annoying screen presences of this era. The kid’s defense of Hudson’s groupie with a heart of gold, Penny Lane (Kid: “You guys are always talking about ‘the fans, the fans, the fans’ – She was your biggest fan!”), during the “truth-telling” flight scare, is especially embarrassing. Knowing glances follow as this 15-year-old dork tells it straight up. How phony! How conceited of semi-autobiographical writer/director Cameron Crowe to cast himself in this role. For whom does Crowe speak? What about that imaginary band’s imaginary fans, who wanted to believe the myth of the cocksmen and their groupies? What about the sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll? What about these imaginary fans having to see their imaginary heroes bond over “Tiny Dancer”? Surely there are more realistic, more noble ways to allow for a feel-good, coming-of-age tale in the middle of the world of rock ‘n roll!*

Let’s move onto the exquisitely conceived Black Snake Moan, or what I’ll refer to as Da Blooz Exorcist. Surely you were intrigued by the trailers a few months back of a barely clad Christina Ricci playing a white trash nymphomaniac who’s left by the side of the road, taken in, and nursed – in a sense – back to health and salvation by a blues-playing, Bible-totin’ Samuel L. Jackson, looking a bit like Pops Staples. I know I was intrigued! This had all the markings of a world-class, what-were-you-thinking turd of hilarious proportions. Last night I watched the film in my hotel room, and it nearly delivered the goods.

What they don’t tell you in the trailers is that Jackson’s Lazarus character has his own set of troubles, specifically woman troubles. What else? His woman done left him, and he’s been hittin’ the bottle pretty hard. Turns out he hasn’t been playin’ da blooz in public fo’ some time. The trailer makes you think he shows up on screen a fully formed blooz-slingin’, Bible totin’ healer from the git-go, doesn’t it?

Spoiler Alert! Beware before reading on.
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Win-Win Collaborations?

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Feb 122009

Rock collaborations between major artists can result in fantastic outcomes. I’m not talking about rock’s legendary one-shot duets, such as Ja-Bo or “Ebony and Ivory,” but full-blown collaborations or instances in which one established artist produces a slightly less-established artist. I would think that fans of one artist or another may feel that their favorite in the collaboration either lifted his or her collaborator by the bootstraps or, if the favorite artist was the perceived submissive partner in the collaboration, been held down or otherwise tainted by the more-popular partner. Following are just some collaborations. You tell me which artist benefitted most from the collaboration, which artist suffered, or if the collaboration was a rare case of a win-win partnership. In other words: Who wins? Who loses? Feel free to focus your thoughts on any one of these pairs. Feel free to call in a new pair for discussion. I expect we will have some initial disagreement.

David Bowie and Iggy Pop
Robert Plant and Alison Krauss
Lee Hazelwood and Nancy Sinatra
Eric Clapton and Duane Allman
Robert Fripp and Brian Eno
David Bowie and Brian Eno
Jimmy Page and Paul Rodgers
Buckingham-Nicks and Fleetwood Mac
Daryl Hall and Robert Fripp
Lou Reed and David Bowie
Brian Eno and Talking Heads
Nick Lowe and Dave Edmunds
Jefferson Airplane and Papa John Creach
Bob Dylan and The Band
U2 and Brian Eno/Daniel Lanois
Tom Petty and Jeff Lynne
David Bowie and Mott the Hoople
Frank Zappa and Captain Beefheart
Brian Eno and Coldplay

I look forward to your responses.

Fascinating! The Boss Blogs on His Super Bowl Performance

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Feb 122009

Rollin’ with The Boss!

Mad props to one of our basement dwellers for passing this along: The Boss blogs on his Super Bowl Halftime Show extravaganza. I can’t get enough of this side of The Boss. This is The Boss being The Boss! Don’t you wanna roll with Him and the E Street Band? Sometimes I do.

During “Tenth Avenue” I tell the story of my band…and other things “when the change was made uptown”…. It goes rushing by, then the knee slide. Too much adrenalin, a late drop, too much speed, here I come Mike…BOOM! And I’m onto his camera, the lens implanted into my chest with one leg off the stage. I use his camera to push myself back up and…say it, say it, say it, say it…BLAM! BORN TO RUN…my story…Something bright and hot blows up behind me. I heard there were fireworks. I never saw any. Just the ones going off in my head. I’m out of breath. I try to slow it down. That ain’t gonna happen. I already hear the crowd singing the last eight bars of “Born to Run” oh, oh, oh, oh…then it’s straight into “Working on a Dream”…your story…and mine I hope. Steve is on my right, Patti on my left. I catch a smile and the wonderful choir, The Joyce Garrett Singers, that backed me in Washington during the Inaugural concert is behind us. I turn to see their faces and listen to the sound of their voices…”working on a dream”. Done. Moments later, we’re ripping straight into “Glory Days”…the end of the story.

As an added bonus, I learned the name of the African American Robed Choir backing Bossman. Thanks for sharing, bro!

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