Friday, June 01, 2007

Before I set off on my eight-hour drive to Gambier, I just wanted to say a couple of things:

1. Eugene Robinson has the thing well in hand; and

2. It was forty years ago today.

5 comments:

Kevin Wolf said...

Thanks for the links, Ned. Have you seen the McCartney profile in the latest New Yorker?

Simon said...

Yes, one of my favourite records *was* released 40 years ago today.

No, not that one. This one.

Songs of sex, death, murder, cannibalism and child abuse delivered in a forced musical theatre style with orchestral 'light entertainment' backing.

There's nothing else like it in his catalogue. Scratch that. There's nothing else like it. It blew my mind as a kid. The artist hates it and won't reissue it, but it has far stronger melodies than anything he's done involving Brian Eno.

Actually, i'm inspired enough to go and record a whole record of chamber pop twerpism myself.

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EasyDiverChris said...

If you're lucky, you'll get a chance to say "Hi!" to Paul Newman and thank him for his little gift.