"Everything's new to someone" as popular wisdom has it, but back in '69 this music was new to just about everyone. Our someone hearing it for the first time today would find it generically familiar, and check the boxes (ambient, electronica, etceteraria) before moving right along.
Back then (yesterday, in any meaningful sense) we didn't have the boxes to check. Little Boxes were stereotypical, aspirational, suburban homes made of ticky-tacky for pod people. Today the boxes are mental compartments for pod people. Everything gets genred, everything is informed by, rinse and repeat.
In 1969, the box didn't exist for Terry Riley to tick. A Rainbow In Curved Air was music, and that's as far as we needed to go. Music of our time. Riley's previous album for the CBS Music Of Our Time imprint, In C, was a little too formally academic for most, although it has become a standard in the contemporary repertoire.
Rainbow was just a record like no other.
The cover, with its Telly Tubbies good vibes, is absolutely right for the music and the times. Terry riding the rainbow and rocking a hairline receding faster than the Summer Of Love, already an embarrassment for the children of the revolution. This was '69, kaftans burning symbolically in the streets. Two albums featuring "electronics" that better mirrored that depressing year were Pierre Henry/Spooky Tooth's unlistenable Ceremony, and Electric Storm, by White Noise, both dark, scary soundtracks that threw the bad vibes right back in our faces. An early cover for Rainbow toed the dystopian line, all skulls and snakes, but got correctly rejected. So here's Terry, smiling like a sunrise over the Elysian fields. And a damned good thing.
Top side, the title track, was the aural equivalent of well, what? It made me unaccountably, unreasonably happy, and proved a fantastic part of the LSD experience. Flipside Poppy Nogood was night for Rainbow's day, without the nightmares. By today's standards, the "electronics" are primitive, the production almost lo-fi bedroom quality, but the music ...
His sound and technique was quickly picked up in rock music; Colosseum, Soft Machine, the Monkees, and The Who using it as tonal colour. But nobody, including himself, ever again bottled the lightning. A Rainbow In Curved Air is eternally bubbling Champagne, never exhausted. The genuinely new never gets old.
Happy 90th birthday, Tezza!