It's been quite a week. I took a road trip to Ohio to see my mom and older brother (and their families)--in celebration of my distant birth. Work on the album continues--with the successes and set-backs that every creative project provides. The song list is morphing--sure things falling aside, and overlooked songs coming to light in the final weeks of production. But, I'm on schedule and hope to be able to start sharing it with you very soon. It should see the light of day in the early Fall.
50: Little Richard -- Here's Little Richard (1957)
I have come to the conclusion that I'm not much in to roots Rock & Roll. I respect it for what it is, and definitely am blown away by the sheer talent here (as with Elvis Presley before).
The thought occurs to me that I just must not like fun music.
Then, of course, I get defensive (with myself, I know)...
I'm a fun person.
But, this brand of fun is just not my bag.
It's important. I get it. But, it's not my thang.
Can we be OK with that?
Still I'm not swayed.
By way of concession--I actually do like Rip It Up--it's got a nimble beat, and doesn't have his trademark "Wooooooo" that I find unbearable. I actually liked the chill Oh Why? for the same reasons--it features Little Richard's very capable voice without the screaming and theatrics.
49: The Allman Brothers Band -- At Fillmore East (1971)
And then we go into jam band territory. Again, I have nothing but respect for the musicianship here. It just leaves me cold.
I'm not a big fan of live records. I love seeing live music--it's one of my greatest joys in life. But there's something about a live record that feels to me like those "you had to be there" moments.
I wasn't there.
Maybe a concert film would be better for the uninitiated. [After writing that, I went over to the yooz-tubes and actually found footage of one of the songs from this record, from around the same period. Don't love the song any more than I did, but it helps to visualize the show.]
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Gregg Allman is a great singer, as Duane Allman is an amazing guitarist. I do enjoy Stormy Monday for its jazzy stewness. I can definitely hear their influence on several bands that have come afterward.
I guess it comes back to something I've mentioned before about tracks that are over 8 minutes...I just don't know what to do with that. I never thought of myself as having ADD or anything, but perhaps I do.
As with all things in life--it's a matter of timing. Perhaps I was too busy getting old this week to fully appreciate these albums. Whatever the reason, I did not love either record. I am grateful that I was able to listen to them, but that's where it ends for me.
I've already dipped into next week's selections and I'm happier there...
48: Public Enemy -- It Takes A Nation Of Millions To Hold Us Back (1988) 47: John Coltrane -- A Love Supreme (1965)