Randy Newman’s first album sold numerous dozens of copies and remains almost unheard of even today.
I’ll tell you what I think of the album. I think it’s one of the greatest works of art to arise from the ‘rock’ idiom.
As our hearts weep with the innocent Ukrainian victims of Russian aggression, our thoughts turn to Dmitri Shostakovich, a courageous human being and a great composer who lived and worked under the shadow of Soviet oppression.
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Watch this clip and tell me you didn’t love it. I dare you.
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THE masterpiece, universally acknowledged . By rockers, by rappers, by jazzists, by aficionados and cognoscenti, by layfolk and by elevator riders. A monolith of lyric beauty and depth.
It is perfect.
Yeah, yeah, I know, hippie-dippie, limpid, Dylan wannabe, yadda-yadda. They know not of what they speak. Donovan Leitch is one fine artist, with an admirably muscular aesthetic.
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Buddy Holly’s great song and the night The Grateful Dead backed me singing it. Yeah, for real.
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A beatnik musical (what??), an obscure jazz standard (oxymoron), and high school nostalgia (snore)–the convoluted paths we take to visit our past.
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“Just tell your hoodlum friends outside you ain’t got time to take a ride.”
The great L&S and their incredible shaggy hound dog story.