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It might boost demand for gigs by original Rollers, for instance.Ģ. Maybe this can be set up in a way that makes some coin for the Seventies Rollers - who apparently saw little or none of the money they generated back in the day. The five winners are promptly set up with a recording contract, a tour itinerary and a stable of professionally written pop songs … not to mention lots of pairs of tartan-trimmed calf-length pants.Īnd here’s why that’s not the stupidest, tackiest idea in the world:ġ. Proposal: A new reality show in which young musicians compete to become members of the Bay City Rollers, Mark 2.0.

Keith jarrett the windup transcription series#

Mix in the ongoing Edinburgh Exorcism series of blog posts and, well … we’re either gonna have a dead whale or a stove boat 650 words from now. My modest proposals tend to be either works of breathtaking genius or arrant nonsense. Now where’d I put that Archie Shepp record? Yet another modest proposal. Maybe it is a rejection of all things youthful and buoyant in favor of all things adult, knotty and pretentious.

Maybe this decision is a rejection of my youth. Of course, this could ultimately be my loss. They still have plenty of real fans to support them, or so my comments pages would indicate. So I think I will put away the tartan logo and turn my back on the Rollers once and for all. The Rollers, so bland and well-groomed, ultimately can’t compete for my interest with all the other Seventies resources out there.Īnd when it comes to alternatives to today’s uninspired music … well, now I’ve got a whole ocean of unique, alternative, interesting and/or flat-out bizarre music at my fingertips, some of which I rattled off a few paragraphs ago. Nowadays I can get all the retro I can hold on the Net in fifteen minutes, ranging from the truly awesome (Stevie Wonder on “Sesame Street”) to the insanely cheesy (Donny and Marie singing “Reelin’ In The Years.”)

Back in the late ’80s and early ’90s, before the Seventies became cool all over again … those were the golden days to buy Bay City Rollers (and Village People) records for a buck each, and turn them up loud enough to block out “Can’t Touch This.” I think the one thing tying me to the Rollers over the years was their cheesy retro appeal. It makes for good stories, but ultimately there has to be music to support it. Their music still doesn’t hit my monkey nerve.Īnd I was never all that interested in the offstage drama. You’ll notice that except for one entry, I never actually wrote about the Rollers’ music at any point during this outburst of posts. Why am I writing, or even thinking, about the Bay City Rollers? Any time I spend in my car, I’m gonna spend getting to know some unfamiliar music.Īll of which begs a question some of you were probably asking already:

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It got to the point today where I removed all familiar CDs from my car - even a couple that have had a free pass for months.

2 CDs worth of Jerry Garcia performing New Orleans music, with the Dead and by himself.Īnd this doesn’t include a whole bunch of recordings I’ve only listened to once or twice and should really get to know better.

A smattering of modern classical, including Gavin Bryars’ “The Sinking of the Titanic.”.

The Left Banke album with “Walk Away Renee” and “Pretty Ballerina” on it.

Several shows by the Chris Robinson Brotherhood, whose blues- and psychedelic-influenced jams I could seriously get to like.

Both studio albums by faith-influenced singer-songwriter Judee Sill.

John Coltrane performing live at Newport roughly a year before his death.

An album of Keith Jarrett playing Handel’s harpsichord suites (on piano).A three- or four-CD compilation of recordings from a West German free-jazz festival circa 1970.Something like 12 CDs of Glenn Gould playing Bach.Some of it was bought some of it was given and some of it was downloaded from the Internet back when I used to do that sort of thing.Ĭollectively, it represents a head-spinning wealth of riches that I’ve never even reached into my wallet to touch. I have an ungodly amount of music in my house that I’ve never substantively listened to.