Emily Hernandez28 said:sex? he’s not really that much of a predator😁. back then, it was more about getting under a girl's skin rather than just her clothes😉
At the end of the day, it all leads to the same place; it's just the order of things that changes...
He actually spent some time living in a Buddhist monastery, which is true, but he eventually transitioned back to a more worldly life—something you can really hear in his last two albums...
That track on Last Year's man always gets me in a good mood. It was meant to be:
I’ve always had this theory that kids or children's choirs in rock songs just have to sound right. Think about tracks like this one, or stuff from Hitsville USA, or even those "kid" versions of Career Opportunities by The Clash, Pink Floyd's "Another Brick in the Wall (Part 2)," or bas čelik zabraniti pušenje...
Leonard Cohen has this brilliant piece—poetry, really, not just a song—about riding a night bus all by himself with a Black driver at the wheel. He basically thanks the system for spending all that money just to get him drunk and safely home, then ends by suggesting he swap seats with the driver, just so he can tell his folks back in the rural South that he finally made it and even has his own private chauffeur...
I always think of that whenever I find myself stumbling onto the first bus of the morning..
Cohen is a genius, but I'm sure you guys already knew that....
From what I can tell... I don't think anyone actually cares about the "love" aspect of it. It feels more like people just don't want to admit the concert was an absolute disaster.
Zato Whitmore and a few rounds of whiskey definitely deserve another round.
The stars just didn't align that night... trust me... he's the man. And we aren't talking rap either... more like garage rock and soul.
Hey.. this guy wrote Jail Bait. Or showed Ike Turner how it's done... Or was in Marvin Gaye's studio slapping him for hitting a wrong note.. Sent Stevie Wonder out for burgers (well, maybe that's why they were late ), blah, blah. He's living history. But yeah.. Getting old sucks.
Yeah, I know I was messing with you about the "king of rap" thing, but if he actually told me not to go to the show...
Honestly, I never really trusted that guy despite all the hype, so I’m glad my gut told me to just stay home. Besides, if someone claims to be the "father of rap," you should probably hop in a time machine and take them out early—right after Hitler, of course. 😈
In my opinion, Love Over Gold is top tier, but Telegraph Road and Private Investigations are easily the best things he’s ever done, even if that first album still absolutely rips...
Well, I think I might have lost a few brain cells over the years from all the drinking 😬 specifically the ones responsible for remembering the Singing Detective...
Back in the late 80s, there were maybe four or five issues of Rock magazine edited by Dragan Todorović that were absolute perfection. Honestly, they were some of the best magazines ever made. Too bad it quickly pivoted to pop and just totally tanked right after, kind of like how the country went downhill shortly after...
It's a shame. I don't mean the country—I'm actually glad that part happened—but that version of Rock? A total waste
I see Todorović is living in exile in Canada now, and people are raving about his book. Not surprising, though; the guy was a brilliant writer...
analogharbor442 said:Since I’m such a huge fan of Forsyth's "Local Hero," there's no way I can say I don't love the main theme Knopfler plays. 😳
Such a great movie, and that soundtrack too. It's been at least twenty years since I last saw it, ugh—I really need to track down a copy...
That era of 80s American cinema—the whole soft realism vibe—is honestly one of my favorite periods ever. One of my all-time favorites is Forsyth's first film, "Great sink theft" 😍 which I caught on a lazy Sunday afternoon about, hmm, 20 years ago...🧐
Zachary Bishop82 said:The Ramones - late eighties American pub-punk, they even had an album called "more songs about Love and hate" out through Warner Music Group, played in New York City twice, and honestly, nobody remembers them now🙂
I still have my old cassette with Richard Burton and Elizabeth Taylor on the cover. I loved them. I caught their second show, but for the first one, I was busy with the US Army back when the concert scene was at its peak in '89-'90. Man, what a time...
Birth, school, work (house, bar), death. That's life. 😬