Category: Pointless blather

  • Yer Monday Funny: Where’s the Beef?

    That’s precisely what one Chick-Fil-A restaurant wants to know.  Seems theirs is missing.

    Arizona Chick-Fil-A searching for stolen 24-foot inflatable cow

    The Hamburgler, Burger King, and Wendy could not be reached for comment.  (smile)

  • Yer Sunday Smile: the Old Man from Nantucket

    There was an old man from Nantucket
    Who kept all his cash in a bucket
    His daughter named Nan
    Ran away with a man
    And as for the bucket, Nantucket.

    Now, aren’t you all ashamed at what you were thinking when you read the title for this article? (smile)

  • A Blast from the Past: The “Other” Fab Four

    The term “Fab Four” is well known as a reference to the Beatles.  But at one time, there was an aspiring “other” Fab Four – another English group linked to the Beatles, and at times seen as a Beatles “knock off”

    Most today don’t know of them; their popularity was fleeting.  But had things broken for them differently, they could have easily ended up being the “next big thing” from England.  Unfortunately, for the most part they ended up broke, forgotten – and in two cases, dead far too young.

    But they were talented as hell, and were far from being “Beatles clones”.  They deserve a bit better than that.

    Yeah, I’m about to go on another “walkabout”.   Consider yourself forewarned.

    . . .

    In the 1960s, a musical group formed in Swansea, Wales.  For years, they were poor and struggling.  They called themselves the Iveys.

    They were talented, if young.  And one night, they were seen by the right person.  They became the first act (other than the Beatles) signed by Apple Records.

    They sounded much like the Beatles, actually – understandable, since Liverpool is not far at all away from Wales, and weren’t far off from the Beatles in age.  (The singing voice of one in particular sounded similar to that of Paul McCartney.)  Their first hit was also written by Paul McCartney.

    This created an association between the band and the Beatles that was to persist.  Though a long-term detriment, it indeed helped their early rise.

    The band renamed itself before their first Apple release.  Their new name:  Badfinger.

    They were to prove much more than mere Beatles clones.  And they were fated to be both popular and short lived.

    Arguably, they invented the “power ballad”.    Don’t believe me?  Listen to the three below that are identified as such – and find an earlier example that “charted big”.  Not sure you really can.

    I’m not going to write a “blow-by-blow” about the band’s history.  Instead, I’ll just present a few of what I consider their better tunes – along with a few brief comments of my own.

    If you’ve never heard much of their music – or if you haven’t heard it in a while – grab a good set of headphones and listen.  I think it’ll be worth the time.  (For a couple of the tunes, depending your your own past close relationships you might want to grab a tissue, too,)

    . . .

    Come and Get It
    Paul McCartney tune, written for the movie “The Magic Christian”.  It got them started as their first hit.

    No Matter What
    First hit for the band written by Peter Hamm.  The tune established the band as independent, but was still very much “Beatle-esque” in sound.

    Without You
    Written by band members Peter Hamm and Tom Evans, and established the band as having their own unique style.  It’s perhaps the first rock “power ballad”.  Written by splicing two songs written by Hamm and Evans together, it’s become a modern-day standard.  (Harry Nillson’s definitive version can be found here..)

    (Short sidebar: the members of Badfinger ran into Nillson in the studio while he was recording the album to contain Without You. They heard Nilsson’s version – which was reputedly recorded in a single take – and were floored by it.  Nilsson’s version received a Grammy in 1973.)

    Day After Day
    Another truly beautiful power ballad by Peter Hamm.  Musicians who played on the tune include George Harrison (slide guitar solo) and Leon Russel (piano).  It was their biggest hit, chart-wise.

    Baby Blue
    Probably the best known of their tunes due to being featured as the finale (literally) of Breaking Bad.  It’s another absolutely gorgeous power ballad, also by Peter Hamm.  The song was based on real events – specifically, Hamm’s relationship with Dixie Armstrong on their final US tour.  It became popular again recently when it was featured in the final scene of Breaking Bad – where it fit perfectly.

    Apple of My Eye
    The band’s last well-known single, from their final Apple album.  It’s reputedly about the end of their contract with Apple records vice about a relationship.

    Perfection
    A tune you probably haven’t heard from their consensus best album, Straight Up.  Yeah, the lyrics today may seem a bit “hippy-esque” and a touch naive.  Hey, it was recorded in the early 1970s – what do you expect?  But it’s still a helluva tune that takes a far more realistic look at things than did many contemporary tunes of its genre.

    Name of the Game
    Another one you probably haven’t heard – it wasn’t a single, though it did get some airplay.  Great tune, and one of my favorites by the band.

    . . .

    By the early 1970s, the band was primed for stardom – hell, they were stars, coming off four straight multinational hits from three straight successful albums.  They’d also been the backing band for George Harrison at his “Concert for Bangladesh”.

    And then it all abruptly ended.

    So, what happened?  Bad timing, money – and dirty dealing.

    The bad timing:  Badfinger got caught up in the fallout over Apple Records going belly-up.  This tied up royalties for much of their early work for years.

    Plus, to put it bluntly:  the band got screwed.  They were somewhat naive, business-wise.  When they became big, knowing that fact, before touring America they signed with an American manager – Stan Polley.

    Exceptionally bad choice.

    Polley was later named in a Senate investigation as having mob connections, and years later was convicted of fraud.  He reputedly screwed the band royally, both financially and contractually. While the band was big, they were also damn near broke – their money was being “held for investment” and the band members were living on relatively paltry salaries.  The rest of their income was being “held” by Polley for their future use.

    In reality, the money was disappearing.

    The band’s first Warner Album didn’t do well. And their second Warner album, considered by some one of their two best, was also short-lived. Their new label (Warner) got wind that something shady might be going on with respect to the band’s finances.

    When Polley couldn’t answer (or, some accounts say, sidestepped if not outright refused to answer) Warner’s questions about what had happened to the band’s contract advances, Warner demanded an investigation into the band’s finances.  Warner also pulled the plug on both promotion and distribution of their albums released in 1974, withdrawing the second from sales entirely as it was rising in the charts. They also and blocked release of a third album the band had completed by refusing to accept the master tapes.

    Warner also began legal action against Polley.  And since he had control of the band’s finances, well, . . . .

    This cut off the bands’ income; it also prevented them from releasing any new work. It virtually put a stop to their public performances.  And the financial and legal wrangling dragged on for months – then years.

    Despondent, Hamm – the band’s primary creative force, who’d also apparently believed in Polley far longer than his bandmates before realizing the truth – hanged himself in April 1975.  (His suicide note effectively blamed Polley for driving him to suicide.)  The band for all practical purposes broke up afterwards, though survivor-led versions with different lineups persisted for years (one persists to this day).

    The legal wrangling (and financial standstill) over past recordings by the band continued on an on.  Evans hanged himself in 1983 for much the same reasons as had Hamm – continued legal wrangling over past band royalties.

    . . .

    Well, that’s a short version of the band’s story. It’s not pretty – but some of their music is truly timeless.

    A short (30 min) video history of the band from BBC – titled “They Sold a Million” – exists. If you’re interested in the band and its music, IMO it’s certainly worth a look.

    It’s a shame they weren’t able to carry on.

    ———-

    Postscript: the title for Badfinger’s last album released in 1974, which was pulled from sales due to investigation into the band’s finances, was “Wish You Were Here”. About 10 months later, Pink Floyd released an album by the same title.

    The English rock music world wasn’t all that large in 1974-1975. The members of Pink Floyd certainly would have heard about Pete Hamm’s suicide – and would have also certainly have heard the story behind Badfinger’s collapse. Word gets around in a smallish, closed community.

    Pink Floyd’s album title – and the entire album – was indeed a reference to former Pink Floyd founder Syd Barret. But I can’t help wondering if maybe the title was also a bit of a double-entendre.

    And I also believe I know who Roger Waters might well have used as the inspiration for the record producer character in his song “Have A Cigar” from that album.

     

    Multiple Internet sources were used in preparing the above.

  • In Honor of the Previous Article . . . .

    With apologies to someone once called by a comic the “butt-ugliest man in Rock and Roll”, the incredibly talented Tom Petty.

    Hat tip, Jonn. This one’s for what you do; hope you don’t mind me speaking for you – and likely for damn near everyone else here, too.

     

    Quit Lyin’ to Me

    Busted, caught in a corner
    Trapped up against the wall
    Liar got nowhere to go
    Liar got nowhere to fall

    No help from “old buddies”
    Your shame is guaranteed
    Take back your bogus claims
    All that drama we don’t need

    You’re lyin’ to me
    You’re lyin’ to me
    Quit lyin’ to me
    ‘Cause now you’re caught trapped in a corner
    Just stop lyin’ cause now it’s over

    Tool makes some angry threats when
    Someone questions his claims
    Of SF, and bein’ Ranger
    Turns out his lies are lame

    Jonn nailed another liar
    Tool’s named Chris Piscopo
    Exposed his phony tab and
    Told him just where he should go

    You’re lyin’ to me
    You’re lyin’ to me
    Quit lyin’ to me
    ‘Cause now you’re caught trapped in a corner
    Just stop lyin’ cause now it’s over

    Take back yer bogus Ranger
    Take back yer false SF
    Come clean about yer record
    Can’t stand to hear those lies no more

    You’re lyin’ to me
    You’re lyin’ to me
    Quit lyin’ to me

    See now, I got your FOIA
    I know just what ya did
    I know you were no soldier
    Just a boot camp washout squid

    You’re lyin’ to me
    You’re lyin’ to me
    Quit lyin’ to me
    ‘Cause now you’re caught trapped in a corner
    Just stop lyin’ cause now it’s over

    Oh, you’re lyin’ to me
    Quit lyin’ to me
    You’re lyin’ to me
    Quit lyin’ to me
    Quit lyin’ to me
    Yeah, you’re lyin’ to me
    You’re lying’ to me

  • Well Done, Men

    Two US combat veterans have scaled Mount Everest.

    What’s the big deal, you ask?  Hasn’t that happened before?

    Well, yes.  And no.

    You see, these two each were amputees.  Each had lost part of a leg due to injuries sustained in combat.  They are believed to be the first combat amputees to scale Everest.

    The first was Thomas Charles “Charlie” Linville, age 30, a Marine veteran.  He reached Everest’s summit last week.

    This week, the feat was repeated by Army veteran Chad Jukes, age 32.

    Fox News has a story about the two giving more details.  It’s IMO worth a read.

    Well done, men.  Damn well done.

  • Yer Friday Funny: Wonder of Wonders . . .

    . . . . a member of the media who keeps his word!

    Washington Post pundit makes good on
    pledge to eat column dismissing Trump

    Gotta tip my hat to the guy for very publicly living up to his word – and with a bit of panache, no less.  He apparently livestreamed his meal on the WaPo’s Facebook page.  And his choice of beverage to accompany the column?  Two bottles of Trump wine.  (smile)

  • A Pair of Masters At Work, Individually

    The other day, I provided some clips from Clapton and Winwood playing together live.  Here are four from them separately, from studio work.  Enjoy.

    Winwood

    The second Winwood tune above is noteworthy for more than simply being a fine song and performance. That song – along with the rest of the album from which it comes, Arc of a Diver – was a true solo effort. Winwood provided all vocals, played all instruments, and both produced and mixed the entire album himself. The only assistance he received was from John “Nobby” Clarke, who assisted him with the audio engineering.

    Clapton

    A bit of trivia about the second Clapton tune: the lady performing the duet with Clapton is NOT his frequent vocal collaborator Yvonne Ellison. The lady singing with Clapton on that tune is another frequent but less well-known vocal collaborator: Marcy Levy, AKA Marcella Detroit.  Levy also co-wrote the song – plus several others, including Lay Down Sally  – with Clapton.  (Both Ellison and Levy contributed vocals to the last recording.)

    Again:  many thanks, gentlemen. For the music – and the memories.

    Have a great Sunday, all.

  • A Pair of Masters At Work, Together

    I ran across the last of the following video clips recently by chance.  “Pulling the thread” afterwards led me to the others.

    A brief sidebar:  if you’ve ever wondered if Clapton’s nickname “Slowhand” is really apropos, watch the last clip, paying attention to his and Winwood’s left (fret) hands.  While Clapton’s nickname didn’t originate as a description of his playing style – it was instead a reference to the slow clap, or in British slang, the “slow hand” that audiences in the UK would execute while waiting for him to replace the guitar strings he often broke during performances early in his career – the nickname turned out to be an accidental stroke of genius.  It is IMO incredibly descriptive of his fluid but motion-efficient and seemingly effortless playing style.

    The clips below speak for themselves. Enjoy – and get a head start on the upcoming weekend.

    Thank you, gentlemen.  For the music – and the memories.