This is a fan video - but a decent one. The Doors perform their studio version of L.A. Woman. This is from their last album, when most people feel like Morrison had blown out his voice. It is a late, great, and final flowering of the band. Jim would shortly move to Paris and die. And the Doors would spend the next 30 years attempting to reanimate the corpse. You may already know this, but Mr. Mojo Risin' from the chorus is an anagram for Jim Morrison.
L.A.Woman by The Doors
Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light Or just another lost angel...city of night City of night, city of night, city of night, woo, cmon L.a. woman, l.a. woman L.a. woman sunday afternoon x3 Drive through your suburbs Into your blues, into your blues, yeah Into your blue-blue blues Into your blues, ohh, yeah I see your hair is burnin Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin down your freeways Midnight alleys roam Cops in cars, the topless bars Never saw a woman... So alone, so alone x2 Motel money murder madness Lets change the mood from glad to sadness Mr. mojo risin, mr. mojo risin x2 Got to keep on risin Mr. mojo risin, mr. mojo risin Mojo risin, gotta mojo risin Mr. mojo risin, gotta keep on risin Risin, risin Gone risin, risin Im gone risin, risin I gotta risin, risin Well, risin, risin I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin Woah, ohh yeah Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in the city of light Or just another lost angel...city of night City of night, city of night, city of night, woah, cmon L.a. woman, l.a. woman, l.a. woman, your my woman Little l.a. woman, little l.a. woman L.a. l.a. woman woman, l.a. woman cmon
My son Del pointed this video out to me last night, hoping I wasn't quite as creepy a boss as the one on the vid. This is very funny stuff, and hey seem to have dozens more on You Tube...
And we are all, in fact, The Walrus. At this juncture in rock music history, everyone was influencing everyone. It gets pretty circuitous here. . .not all that long before this, Bob Dylan hooked up with The Beatles in London and introduced them to marijuana. But more importantly, he influenced John Lennon with his new work. He was no longer a folkie, but a singer-songwriter creating imagistic, and often, surrealistic, and even Da-da-istic lyrics, densely packed with images, allusions, humor, and callbacks to other musics, past and present.
I am in the minority, preferring The Beatles Magical Mystery Tour over their 8th album, Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. I'm not denying the massive critical and popular acclaim the album achieved. It was innovative, from its structure to the recording techniques to the fantastic cover collage covering a broad range of pop culture heroes and villains. Sgt. Pepper's influence was massive and almost monolithic, and it actually changed the way other musicians did business.
One of the inspirations for Sergeant Pepper was The Beach Boys' masterpiece Pet Sounds. Interestingly, Pet Sounds was inspired by an earlier Beatles' album, Rubber Soul. When Wilson heard that album, he launched into making an album that cohered the same way as Rubber Soul.
Brian Wilson said about Rubber Soul:"I really wasn't quite ready for the unity. It felt like it all belonged together. Rubber Soul was a collection of songs ... that somehow went together like no album ever made before, and I was very impressed. I said, "That's it. I really am challenged to do a great album."
When McCartney and Lennon heard Pet Sounds, they were stunned. Paul McCartney said: “ It was Pet Sounds that blew me out of the water. I love the album so much. I've just bought my kids each a copy of it for their education in life ... I figure no one is educated musically 'til they've heard that album ... I love the orchestra, the arrangements ... it may be going overboard to say it's the classic of the century ... but to me, it certainly is a total, classic record that is unbeatable in many ways ... I've often played Pet Sounds and cried. I played it to John [Lennon] so much that it would be difficult for him to escape the influence ... it was the record of the time. The thing that really made me sit up and take notice was the bass lines ... and also, putting melodies in the bass line. That I think was probably the big influence that set me thinking when we recorded Pepper, it set me off on a period I had then for a couple of years of nearly always writing quite melodic bass lines. "God Only Knows" is a big favourite of mine ... very emotional, always a bit of a choker for me, that one. On "You Still Believe in Me", I love that melody - that kills me ... that's my favourite, I think ... it's so beautiful right at the end ... comes surging back in these multi-coloured harmonies ... sends shivers up my spine. ” Eric Clapton said that "I consider Pet Sounds to be one of the greatest pop LPs to ever be released. It encompasses everything that's ever knocked me out and rolled it all into one."
Elton John thinks that "Pet Sounds is a landmark album. For me to say that I was enthralled would be an understatement. I had never heard such magical sounds, so amazingly recorded. It undoubtedly changed the way that I, and countless others, approached recording. It is a timeless and amazing recording of incredible genius and beauty."
Beatles producer George Martin said that that "Without Pet Sounds, Sgt. Pepper wouldn't have happened... Pepper was an attempt to equal Pet Sounds." After Sgt. Pepper was released, Wilson was so despondent that he went to bed for months. Uh no, he went to bed for years. But that's a story for another day.
Once again, I have taken an ostensibly simple subject--a video of The Beatles I Am The Walrus--and turned it into a bramble of shredded wheat. This is an example of music influencing music influencing more music. Nonetheless, as great as Sgt. Pepper is, I happen to like the follow on album more, while in no way detracting from Sgt. Pepper's monolithic and lasting influence (likewise for Pet Sounds).
The Walrus by John Lennon and Paul McCartney
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together. See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly. I'm crying.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come. Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday. MAN, you been a naughty boy, and let your face grow long. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, coo coo c'choo
Mister City P'liceman sitting Pretty little policemen in a row. See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run. I'm crying. I'm cry------------ing, I'm crying. I'm cry------------ing.
Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye. Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess, Boy, you been a naughty girl and let your Knickers down. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, coo coo c'choo
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun. If the sun don't come, you get a tan From standing in the English rain. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, coo coo c'choo coo coo c'choo
Expert texpert choking smokers, Don't you think the joker laughs at you? (ho ho ho, he, he he, ha, ha, ha) See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide. I'm crying.
Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower. Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna. Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, coo coo c'choo, coo coo coo c'choo, coo coo c'choo, c'choo coo c'choo c'choo (rhythmical speaking along with juba's). Juba juba juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba, juba juba. Juba juba..... (speaking)
--Repeat (eventually juba's will stop) and fade until end.-- during the fade out background vocals: [Simultaneously:] 'Everybody smokes pot' and 'Oompa, oompa, stick it up your joompa' [jumper] ---o0o--- \
Is it real, or from a Halo 3 commercial, or composed in VUE 6? This video was allegedly shot August 6, 2007. It seems to be controversial, but then isn't every video we've ever seen of a UFO or a grey? And really, as Ken Kesey once wrote "it's all true, whether it happened or not."
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The former Commies are getting a day off to procreate, and win prizes while they're, literally, doing it. For the third year in a row, the Russian region Ulyanovsk is once again celebrating Sept. 12 as the Day of Conception, and is giving couples time off from work to procreate.
The state hopes for a population explosion next June, on Russia's national day. Couples who "give birth to a patriot" during the June 12 festivities win will money, cars, refrigerators and other prizes.
The number of competitors, and the number of babies they produce, has been on the rise since Ulyanovsk began the holiday and prizes. Russia, has one-seventh of the entire earth's land surface, but only 141.4 million citizens. . .and the population has been declining since the 1990s.
President Vladimir Putin's last state of the state address called the demographic crisis the most acute problem facing Russia and announced various efforts to jump start Russia's birth rate, including cash giveaways.
The Governor of Ulyanovsk, Sergei Morozov, tossed a few more incentives into the kitty for the campaign by handing our prizes. The 2007 grand prize went to Irina and Andrei Kartuzov, who won a UAZ-Patriot, a sport utility vehicle. They also gave away video cams, TVs, refrigerators and washing machines.
Joe Jackson was often in my music mix in the early 80's. I remember him putting on a great show at Woolman Rink in Central Park in about 1979 or '80. One of the things I like about Joe is how girl-centric these tunes are. . .for a gay singer-songwriter.
Responding to a story I wrote about him, Scooter, as always, comes up with some pithy insights and anecdotes. I can't let this tale merely languish in the comments. Here is even more information on the summer of 1973; this time, Scooter goes head to head with the Hell's Angel Heavy:
Scooter, the anonymous reader
Scooter writes:
I don't think the Dart lasted a week after Mel registered it. Yes, it met an immovable object during a foggy Seattle night with similar interior cabin conditions. Mel, the future Cap'n Vic, and I tooled around Wallingford's side streets when out of the fogs appeared a great slab of retaining wall. We weren't traveling all that fast, I'd guess about 20mph, but Mel didn't have time to pull his foot from the gas pedal, just *%!* and BLAM. We backed off the sidewalk and heard the clank of the fan beating against the radiator. Mel limped the car home to your garage and he learned later that the collision had bent the fan pulley's crank pretty badly. Estimates to repair were much higher than the few hundred bucks he had paid for the car, so off to the scrap heap.
Yeah, there is no shortage of stories about this crew. Is there a statute of limitations on roguish indiscretions of the young and the embarrassment they may cause our families?
I have racked my brain about Downer escapades and the only one that comes to mind is my encounter with the lapsed Hells Angel, Heavy. He and his wife had fled a Northern CA chapter for Kent, WA in an attempt to go straight. Heavy got his moniker due to his girth. He weighed a good 290 and was about 5'7" tall. The Downer's knuckleheaded regulars were in awe of Heavy because of his affiliation with the 1%ers and his drinking prowess. When I arrived Heavy was taking on all comers in a chugging contest with 12oz schooners of beer. He was wiping people out, beating everyone by half a glass or more. Challengers were spewing brew through their nostrils and almost crying. These were actually trying to swallow the brew which just agitates the froth and overcomes the imiber. Even after the Freshman 15, I couldn't have weighed more than 165 but I volunteered to take Heavy on.
I knew I could whip him because I had actually trained with Coca Cola whose fizz was far more vicious than tap brewski's mellow buzz and I knew not to swallow. I just opened the gullet and poured. I beat him the first time out by a couple of gulps. He said that I had taken him by surprise and given the talentless hacks he'd been competing with before me, I believed him. They cued up another set of schooners for us at the end of the bar and a dozen or so defeated brew hounds started chortling that Heavy was sure to beat me in the rematch. They counted off and I beat Heavy in a bang bang close call. All the dimwits said Heavy won and I blared "that's bullshit, I won and Heavy knows I won" to which Heavy said "All right, Kid, you're faster, but let’s settle down and see who can really hold his mud." Wasn't likely that I would win that fight, a 40oz vs. a keg, so I wisely declined.
We kept drinking and I loved that Heavy copped to losing to me. Later he took me to his pad in the Chateau Padiddleeyak Apartments where he showed me his colors and lamented that he couldn't really retire from the Angels though he didn't think they would look for him in Kent. I actually liked Heavy but I don’t remember seeing him again. It was late summer and you, Phil, Jed, and I were off to B'ham and our bleak house on Iron Street where things started getting really real.