Phil Spector/Etta James
Girl You Are a Woman Now
Wall of Sound: The Very Best of Phil Spector 1961-1966 (Phil Spector/Legacy)
This one-CD Philles comp reflects the murderer's loss of his mad grip on his overrated legacy and brings its limitations front and center. Of course there are great records among these 19 oddly sequenced selections‑-by a generous count, as many as a dozen. But there are also three Bob B. Soxx and the Blue Jeans tracks, including the regrettable "Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah." Especially given the Crystals classics here that feature La La Brooks or Barbara Alston, these should be enough to convince you to skip the simultaneously released Darlene Love best-of. The Ronettes songs are the only ones in which the lead singer is personable enough to carry material less inspired than "He's a Rebel," "Uptown," and "A Fine Fine Boy." Sometimes, anyway‑-their much better best-of is spotty nonetheless. Too often, Spector's wall of sound was a miasma. Respect him as a girl-group maestro even more gifted than the Shirelles' Luther Dixon. The great exception isn't the Righteous Brothers, who have worn poorly. It's "River Deep Mountain High." A
Etta James: The Essential Modern Records Collection (Virgin)
With awe for the atypical Arlene Smith and respect to the late-breaking Wanda Jackson and Brenda Lee, Jamesetta Hawkins had the most physically remarkable female voice of the '50s. "So gritty it was filthy and so sweet it was filthier than that" is what I came up with to promote 2000's Chess Box. But on these 15 pre-Chess tracks, the first recorded when she was 15 and the last before she was 20, the grit is sometimes a gurgle in a soprano on its way down to alto, a serration in an instrument she used to cut‑-quite a weapon for jailbait whose flirty ways survived well into her long junkie decades. Relieved by straight novelties like "Shortnin' Bread Rock" and "The Pick-Up," where Harold Battiste's tenor sax plays the part of the mack, the material tends boilerplate r&b, and half a century later, Leiber-Stoller's "Tears of Joy" doesn't sound all that much craftier than Davis-Josea's "Good Lookin'." There's too much of the same on Flair's 25-year-old R&B Dynamite, which omits "Shortnin' Bread Rock" and adds only the very early "Be My Lovey Dovey" to her A list, though it includes all the obvious keepers. I prefer this in part because it's shorter. Makes the voice easier to treasure. A MINUS
As for the raw/cooking argument, cooking degrades, or leaches, the nutrients in vegetables, but it also makes the vegetables easier to digest, therefore allowing your system to grab more of the nutrients. It's pretty much a wash, and also a good example of why the idea that we are suppose to eat food raw is hogwash.
I really like your Hal Blaine mixtape in theory and will be testing it out in practice as soon as I can.
Belated thanks for the (theoretical) praise, JY47NY! A couple of tips, though--don't get too attached to "I Got You Babe" (since Blaine's not on that one), and if you come across something you think you can't stand, concentrate on the drumming.
Issa joke, son, I say, issa joke -- you know, a funny, for laffs alone (pay attention when I'm talkin' to ya, boy). I keep pitchin' 'em and you keep missin' em. You know, like cry an' the world cries with you, laff and you laff alone? (Aside) ((I bet this kid spends lots o' time laffin' alone.)) (/aside)
*kicks stone (you mean to say people who listen to Gaga are neanderthals? Why not say low-brow?)Richard Cobeen/jose louis: I tried to write a well-detailed argument last night, but I got spammed! Basically, what I have learned is that, cooking food degrades it. Like, melting plastic makes it useless as Tupperware? Basically, food is meant to be ingested raw. We are herbivores, not omnivores like everyone believes! Cats, and such, have very high levels of acid in their stomachs and have incredibly short intestinal tracts. We, on the other hand, are like cows! I am not trying to lecture you on whether or not to eat meat, I myself eat meat, on occasion, I just thought it was an interesting topic of conversation! It's just like smoking—like it or not, it's still bad for you!
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Divulge.
Issa joke, son, I say, issa joke -- you know, a funny, for laffs alone (pay attention when I'm talkin' to ya, boy). I keep pitchin' 'em and you keep missin' em. You know, like cry an' the world cries with you, laff and you laff alone? (Aside) ((I bet this kid spends lots o' time laffin' alone.)) (/aside)Now I'm going to listen to the Replacements to remind myself that there were human beings in the Eighties.
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I shouldn't get into this but here goes.
Basically, why eat meat (which, at the very least, is a bad source of protein [if not bad for you]) when you can eat vegetables instead
Meat tastes good. Why not eat both? Since when have they become mutually exclusive? To this palate they're complementary.
Although, thinking about it, the same could be said for smoking?
I don't recommend eating cigarettes.
About the meat/age thing, there are well-documented studies that show,
Yes there are plenty of those. I don't have the time to lay out a proper history of nutritional admonishments -- there are two Portuguese steaks on the grill -- but remember how trans fats derived from hydrogenated vegetable oils were promoted as a healthy alternative to animal fats? Liquid plastic - yum. Call me a sceptoid, there's a danger in making glib historical analogies linking causal relationships to incredibly complex biological processes. Don't assume there's a scientific consensus. The debate is as fragmented and polarized as ever. Our knowledge is never complete. We chuckle at some of the beliefs of the past as surely as future generations will mock ours. So enjoy whatever it is you like to eat Alex -- dinner smells ready. Bon Appetit.
Though a transition for Springsteen and the E Streeters, it's a precious moment. I'm very fond of the young Springsteen's voice (he does sound like a holy innocent at times) and had forgotten the graceful touch of Suki Lahav's violin. And I confess I remain fond of the era when Bruce did all the guitar work. Plus, this would be my sentimental favorite slice of his material, when the Spirit in the Night is still alive in his mind.
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Starting in 1967, Robert Christgau has covered popular music for The Village Voice, Esquire, Blender, Playboy, Rolling Stone, and many other publications. He teaches in New York University's Clive Davis Department of Recorded Music, maintains a comprehensive website at robertchristgau.com, and has published five books based on his journalism. He has written for MSN Music since 2006.
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