Mr. Moderator

Mr. Moderator

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

Oct 282012
 

I came across this 1981 performance of “When She Was My Girl” by The Four Tops, on Fridays, ABC’s failed answer to Saturday Night Live. I’d forgotten this single was released so late, during the period when the romantic grooves made popular by The Sound of Philadelphia and early disco had long turned to Germanic robo-funk and early rap. Someone with a better knowledge of release dates may shoot my thoughts down rightfully, but this song seems like it was released a good 2 or 3 years past its musical style’s expiration date. I would have thought that McFadden and Whitehead‘s 1979 hit “Ain’t No Stopping Us Now,” for instance, was the last of its kind. Smokey Robinson‘s “Cruisin'” is another 1979 single that I remember fitting in with the last run of mid-’70s soul. By 1981, I recall veteran soul artists moving into smooth jazz, stuff like Grover Washington Jr. and Bill Withers‘ “Just the Two of Us.” I suspect many of you won’t see the difference between that song and this Four Tops number. Oh well.

Can you think of other “last of its kind” hit songs, not retro-styled songs by a band like The Stray Cats or records by totally out-of-touch and unpopular local bar bands, but contemporary releases that came on the tail end of a certain movement and managed to make a splash on the charts? For instance, there must be a “last new wave song” or a “last hair metal song” or a “last psychedelic song.”

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Oct 262012
 

Click this photo to enlarge and better identify these legendary producers from the 1960s and 1970s.

If you come here on a regular basis I bet you, like me, have spent an inordinate amount of time looking through album credits. You probably retain the full names of producers better than you do those of old flames, and that’s pretty sad considering how few old flames a typical Townsperson has to his or her name.

What occurred to me, recently, was how few of these producers I can tell by sight. I’ve collected photos of 13 legendary rock ‘n roll producers from the 1960s and 1970s. Without use of photo-identifying apps and with us limiting ourselves to one guess per post (so someone who’s met half of these guys, like professional studio cat cherguevara, doesn’t bogart the thread), how many of these producers can we identify?

To get a better look at each producer, click on the image in this post for a larger version to appear in a separate window.

Good luck!

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Oct 262012
 

Like our friends at Dangerous Minds, we bemoan Facebook‘s continuing move toward a pay-to-play model. Personally, I miss seeing notes from long-lost grade school friends in my feed. As the Hall’s moderator, I also miss seeing the reach we used to have through our Facebook page. Rock Town Hall, however, has never relied on Facebook. We appreciate your “Likes,” but the best way to keep in touch with Rock Town Hall is to come here, directly to the site – each day, multiple times per day. Once you get here, feel free to chime in on any topic. You can even get “Back Office privileges” and start your own threads. Meanwhile, if you want to have a better chance staying in touch through free newsfeeds, subscribe to our Twitter page.

THIS is your Rock Town Hall.

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Oct 262012
 

You know I’ve got a deep, some might say perverse love for Eric Burdon & War, but War itself, after Burdon left the band, was even better. Today, in an effort to petition for a Critical Upgrade, I declare War! In coming weeks there may be more evidence to submit.

This is one of the first War (sans Burdon) songs I loved. My baby brother and I used to get a kick out of it. I’ve always been a sucker for any bass riff along the lines of Spencer Davis Group‘s “Gimme Some Lovin’,” and this song’s core riff met that criterion. The overall effect of discovering War at the age of 11 was like seeing Fat Albert & the Junkyard Band come to life.

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Oct 262012
 

With Halloween approaching it seems only right to bring back this sadly underappreciated (or perhaps too-true-for-further-comment) post on Lou Reed’s poor efforts at trick-or-treating as Fonzie.

This post initially appeared 10/31/08.

Dude…

Think Lou Reed + Rock Fashion and, thanks in large part to his period with The Velvet Underground, you think cool shades, lots of black clothing, maybe that striped shirt he used to wear in the VU, genetically challenged rock hair, and leather. Leather is supposed to be cool and Lou is supposed to be cool. It should be a marriage made in heaven, right?
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