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| Sting poses inside a giant lady-garden made of, like, a vagillion flowers (©Foam-O-Graph) |
In what promises to be a popular FoamFeaturette©, fragrant punk rock icon Sting [above - Ed.] talks about the Dark Ages of popular music! Take it away, Sting!
"It seems hard to believe, but people actually made records before my punk band Sting And His Policemen revolutionised human consciousness! Farq has given me this album which like nobody has heard, right? Who'd need to? 1978 was Ground Zero for pop music, and this was like, 1974???!!! I'm, like, W.T.F.???!!! Lol! Anyway, I'm too busy having tantric sex with my upmarket life-partner and marketing my new Gloop© organic cologne This Smells Like My Nutsack™ to waste time on music these days. Sting has moved on, and so should the world."
Sting will be unaware that guitarist Bobby Winkelman was antecedently in Frumious Bandersnatch [see last piece - Ed.]. Bonaroo suffered from being packaged with the Warner Bros. roadshow - they were never going to be as hip as Little Feat or balls-out rocking like the Doobie Brothers, but their lone album stands up well today as exemplifying all the professional qualities that punk posers found so abhorrent (and difficult). Stereo Review sez: "Bonaroo's sound is straight-ahead Top-Forty pop with no pretensions but with a good deal of craft to it." Dame Christgau and Allmusic, like New Age punk icon Sting, ain't heard of it.
Winkelman cut a Bonaroo II album some time later which frankly ain't up to snuff, but this you should have, on account it's swell.
This post made possible thru the digital forensics of Altoid - kudos!
Altoid's rip, he notes, doesn't include "Don't Step On Me", which has eluded his most granular internet combing. If you have it - or know somebody who does - you'll be doing th' Four Or Five Guys© - and the cosmos - a favor by leaving it here in a brown paper bag.
ReplyDeleteYou wants, you ax (I don't make the rules - oh, wait - I do).
Oh, I wants, I axing!
ReplyDeleteIs anyone else surprised that Farq could abide his own resolution to sit still for a week in between posts? Of course... he's explained that this is really the continuation of the Frumious Bandersnatch post and how Gordon Sumner stings the world with his own inability to declare which metro manliness he prefers... BUT, I remember how I blamed it all on Farq's coffee. We need to Bonaroo as fast as we can so that we can declare this a misfire and reset the chronometer for the dreaded seven day increment known as a 'weak'!
ReplyDeleteSorry, Farq...you are a workaholic. I'm sending you some work-repellent and a Starbucks sticker to put on your passport.
Rant OVER!
Oops!:
DeleteThat should read "that Farq could NOT abide his own resolution"...
Could it be "Don't Tread On Me?"
ReplyDeleteYup. And if "Old Glory" and others on the Bonaroo II album are any indication, it's probably bone-head flag-waving we can live without.
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ReplyDeleteThe super-swell Bonaroo album and the disappointing-to-put-it-charitably album Bonaroo II are here.
A Stealth Link™ has been activated for your comfort and security.
Thank you...
ReplyDeleteFor not giving up on us.
Your tastes are fully diversified...
but,they are still secondary to your wisdom.
You know first hand that our shadows all lead to hidden treasure.
But, you are sympathetic to our inexperience and so we aren't forced to reflect inwardly. You let us enjoy the humor that is between the lines. That's cool in a world that is wound way too tight.
This place is better than pub!
Nobody judges anybody!
Everyone just Bonaroo the best they can.
It sure does resemble compassion...
even if it is!
"Giving up on you" was never the issue. It's more to do with simple mechanics - arthritics and fuzzy logic making it impossible to type a single sentence without back-combing for errors. Remembering where I put shit, why I came into the room. Why *did* we come into this room? That's something that's occupied me since I first read On The Road at, what, thirteen?
DeleteRight now, Smile is playing, the breeze is blowing the banana tree leaves against the window, and I'm still in my Brian-robe, half the world away, waiting for my balance problem to subside, something to do with micro-tidal fluid movement in the head. Well, okay, add it to the list. Windchimes!
Coffee poisoning!
ReplyDeleteYou might need some new slippers with better soles!
ReplyDeleteThe Brian Robe could save the world. But, the rest of what I say is metaphorical. I think your humor is a vortex that always becomes an undertow of thought that nobody else ever goes near. I'm a good swimmer...
even in a robe.
This blog is the best place to exercise the alpha-delta-theta...
ReplyDeleteI'm done.
(Act I, Scene III)
I spend about 60% of my weekdays lately wondering if it's worth the effort to continue pretending to work from home. (The other 40% I go to the orifice where it's a little easier to stay focused on pointless tasks.) Then payday comes around, and some numbers on a computer screen, should I seek them out, tell me I've been compensated for my efforts, so the quo remains status, for now.
ReplyDeleteMeanwhile, not that any random person would be interested, this is 4 songs that I recorded on a reel-to-reel deck in 1977 (with the permission and assistance of the band, so it's not a muffled audience tape as such) and recently digitized with a slightly problematic machine.
The band was called Spooner, and half of these guys would eventually become half of Garbage, which fortunately enough, is hardly evident from the sounds, unless you detect an extremely steady supportive drummer and a knack for hooks from the songwriter/singer. Two of the songs are originals, and a pair are covers from the contemporarily less accepted side of the Rock Music spectrum. ("American Girl" was considered somewhat punk rock by the establishment, and "Psycho Killer" was just a nerdy novelty tune, right?) Within a year or so, they were opening for big time touring bands, and more often than not showing them up in front of their hometown fans. The Police in particular, if I remember correctly (what are the odds?), only had the one album of material, and had to play "Roxanne" and other songs twice to pad their set out.
All of which has little to do with Bonaroo, though I wouldn't be surprised if Garbage played a music festival by that name sometime in the last 25 years; just thought I'd express a little appreciation for keeping the Isle afloat.
The thing about th' IoF© is that randomess plays no part. At all. The Four Or Five Guys© have always been here ("You've always been the caretaker. I ought to know: I've always been here.") so your concern that a random person would be uninterested is baseless. The randos are somewhere else (somewhere called the internet) and will not stumble over your link sticking out of the sand on Fabulous Foam Island©, where Spooner are belting it out over the vintage MASH-era Tannoy. Mighty swell, Hazy.
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