I got into peter gabriel (lower case peter gabriel) from my brother. My brother got into peter gabriel through early Genesis, which I never caught onto. Then Peter Gabriel put out So and became a big time pop star with songs like “Sledgehammer” and “Big Time.” But on the same album was a song called “Mercy Street (for Anne Sexton).”
Peter Gabriel could really dig deep into these soundscape songs. (Curtains is another one.) Great with headphones in the middle of the night. I’ve lost interest in most of what he does these days, but if I have to listen to non-blues-influenced pop music, PG’s the man.
I’m reluctant to add anything from The Doors to my list of songs that made a strong impression at some point in my life, because Jim Morrison is not the god adolescent white kids seem to think he is. But that’s it, I was an adolescent white kid once and I listened to The Doors.
“You can pick your teeth with a New York joint!” Road House Blues in a good one, too, but “Little Red Rooster” is the most impressive totally raw blues song you’ll probably hear from The Doors. And if you can’t appreciate that blues, well, don’t even talk to me.
Paul is a foolish and fun movie about two British sci-fi geeks who meet up with a little green alien named Paul while on a Winnebago road trip across the US. Paul is on the run from some men in black and needs to hurry up so he can meet with his mother ship that’s scheduled to pick him up in a few days. The movie is plastered with science fiction references (many which I didn’t get), and it’s entertaining trying to spot them even if they don’t all make for hilarious jokes. If you’re a sci-fi geek who doesn’t take any of it too seriously, it’s a good time. The movie isn’t wall-to-wall jokes, and most of the laughs aren’t the laugh out loud kind. But it doesn’t matter because characters are likeable, and every scene is a different adventure and it’s fun.
Hmph. That trailer makes it seem dumber than it is.
I listened to my brother’s album by Led Zepplin and The Who and grew out of them quickly. But this version of “Behind Blue Eyes” from Pete Towhshend’s first album of demos, Scoop, is one of the few songs I liked in my early teen years that I still listen to today.
My father had some great albums from the ’60s in his record collection, but they were good by default because the ’60s were an exceptional time for popular music (some of the ’70s too). As I got older, though, I realized my father wasn’t the most discriminating listener. He generally bought whatever was popular, and some of it was pretty bad. That’s when I began listening to my brother’s records. I listened to plenty of my father’s Beatles records, but I don’t think my father would have ever bought John Lennon’s Plastic Ono Band record. “Working Class Hero.” Fawk.