Sunday, May 16, 2021

Push-Button Radio And Cut-Up Culture In The City Of The Angels

William Burroughs knew what was happening before it happened. He sensed the fragmentation, the fissures spreading from some cultural San Andreas Fault, and he did his best to express it with the tools he had - typewriter and scissors.

Teenagers hearing God in rock n' roll didn't wait for salvation, they punched the car radio buttons, cutting up the narrative - we want the world and we want it now. TV remote controls enabled the visual equivalent, an optic restlessness mirrored in avant-garde film editing. It all coincided with the fractured vision of LSD. The confluence, the crucible, the fractal fringe of the fun zone®, was LA pop culture, an alchemical fusion of art and commerce not seen before or since. Maybe the people would be the times.

Three albums reflected and created the times better than most; Van Dyke Parks' Song Cycle, Brian Wilson and The Beach Boys' Smile, and Zappa's Lumpy Gravy. Recorded simultaneously, each exploiting studio techniques to break the flow, to shuffle and reshuffle the familiar into the unexpected, the bizarre, and the beautiful. And the funny. That's something often forgotten. Jokes are the first to the wall in the kultural putsch - you can see it happening now - woke is no joke. Smile is not a frown. Song Cycle's best gag is that it contains no songs at all. Lumpy Gravy is both a broken mirror reflecting LA, and an extended pants-down snork at its pretensions.

It's also worth noting that none of these albums was inspired by, or referred to, or needed, the "British Invasion," and that the catastrophically over-regarded Beatles were already several steps behind the West Coast. Pepper, played after these, sounds like what it is, a Hallmark greeting card from a week in Hashbury. A little patchouli scenting the toytown vaudeville, but essentially business as usual. These three revolutionary albums blew the business model apart, a new American Gothic, a stained glass window constantly shattering into multi-colored shards.

Song Cycle was originally to be called Looney Tunes, a title that refects its cartoonish playfulness, and I've given it a cover which combines LA's high society with its low humor. Stereo and the RSD mono edition (thanks to Kwai Chang) included.

Smile is the astonishing recreation from the albumsthatneverwere blog, with a slight tweak. This is the stereo version (he has the mono also) but with a complete stereo Heroes & Villains. Sonic replaced the first third with a mono splice because he preferred the vocals - a puzzling mis-step in what is otherwise as perfect a version of this gorgeous work of art as we're likely to hear.

Lumpy Gravy is represented by the 2012 remaster and the Primordial edition. Hotcha!

If I ever have to jettison albums from my hot air balloon to get over the snowy peaks to Shangri-La, these will be the last to go. I may throw myself out with them - I can think of worse ways to go. With a smile on my face!

19 comments:

  1. Van sheepishly recounts his daughter's quip after hearing his born-before-her masterpiece: "More like 'Song Psycho', Pops"

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    1. VDP: When I played the album for Joe Smith, the president of the label, there was a stunned silence. Joe looked up and said, "Song Cycle"? I said, "Yes," and he said, "So, where are the songs?"

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  2. Over-produced, plastic music made by rich white men, looked at one way. Fantastic music, looked at another.


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  3. Apart from Song Cycle and some production and arrangement for others, VDP loses me completely. But Song Cycle is now woven seamlessly into in my genome string. Did you know it uses Farking?

    A long, long time ago, I posted a fake VDP lyric to a Beach Boys forum, claiming it was genuine. Someone actually managed to get it to him, and asked him if he wrote it. VDP thought about it and said, "I think I did." I got his email address and wrote saying I did it as a hommage. We exchanged a couple of emails, I sent him my book, and that was it. I don't remember the lyric, except for the "tag", which was the thing that convinced VDP he'd written it:

    "Adobe, ado, adobe, ado ..."

    And there was some stuff about carriages crossing the dimming hall, but it's all lost, lost ...

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  4. Dear FT3/4-5 guys:
    May I aks yr opinion/s
    Am i onto something here in this i think unique song finishing approach
    [other than potential legal bills?] One's perennial obscurity helps dispel such fear haha...
    -this quick albeit 'you cant do that!' solution to needing lyrics when th' instrumental output exceeds the notebook's jottings?

    https://georgeelliott.bandcamp.com/track/lets-spend-some-time-together

    https://georgeelliott.bandcamp.com/track/dmc

    https://georgeelliott.bandcamp.com/track/kick-2

    Th-th-thanks 4ne feedback
    [i searched vainly for sending personal private message to FT to aks if this ok to post...] hit delete if not
    the VDP connection holds a possible relevance, considering my current output kinda him-esque/Dykey!
    I dink 2-3 listens may get a ripe listener hummin the tunes a new way jose

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    1. I've always thought of Van Dyke Parks as more of a martial artist than as a musician. His style is one of broken rhythm and meter and he is a master of both. That eventuality only made him seem quirky and fuddy duddy but he is the only guy doing it and he is formidable. Perhaps his mentor was Carl Stalling. The three links in your comment do sound as if you've got (VD)Parks and recreation in your system. Don't fight it. Be the gentle breeze that calms the violent wave! The connection is already there.

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    2. Perefctly fine and welcome to post your own music here, ge! I like the earworm melodies, but I've never been a fan of the keyboard sounds you use. As to the lyrics - what you're doing is fun, harmless, and maybe makes you hear them in a new way, so why not?

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    3. Thanks KC & FT! yr comments sent to our appreciation society for review.

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  5. I hate to say it, but WHAT the heck were they doing up in Laurel Canyon?
    Did Augustus Owsley live up there and keep all the best stuff for his neighbors? Those 3 albums might just be the Lookout Mountain Rosetta Stone Triumvirate. To complicate matters, I was always partial to VDP Disc Over America and MOI Absolutely Free...while trying to figure out Brian Wilson's legend from McCartney's love of Pet Sounds. Regardless, it was obvious that the hub was somewhere near Los Angeles. Unlikely threesome with unlikely wisdom that went over the heads of most...but for a few unlikely listeners. What's going on up there?

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  6. Technical Trivia:
    The Eagle And Me(Track 13 on Stereo version of Song Cycle) is a bonus track which only appeared on the Ryko edition of the album.

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  7. An acquaintance of mine, who is a pianist, was approached by VDP out of the blue, who offered to curate sort of a greatest hits album for him, that featured various choro songs that the pianist had already recorded across several different albums. Tom McDermott, the pianist, thought it was an imposter pulling a prank at first, but it turned out to really be Parks and they did release the album, Bamboula.

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    1. Having never met VDP, I know that he looks unassuming...
      but, in conversation, he would be easily identified!
      That is a COOL footnote for two cool dudes and their pianos!

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  8. I'm not sophisticated--or really even literate enough, despite being a proud product of the Louisiana public education system--to get VDP or cool enough for the Laurel Canyon crowd (though lawdy, lawdy my 85 year old mother adores them yet), but I gotta cop I tried one time to teach Burroughs in my Secret History class heavy on rhizomes and TAZs and it was simultaneously a hoot, a disaster, and tbh passing brillag. One of those kids--a West Texas Amarillo Republican boy who ended up a lawyer in NOLA--wrote me a few years ago to say that 15 years later Burroughs was still fucking with his head.

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    1. It's this-type comment that makes today's homes so different, so compelling.

      Your Secret History class?

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    2. Honestly kinda hard to know where to even begin....maybe I could submit the summer letter I send them as one your sites vaunted pieces of prose.

      Academia is a weird place when you can get away with it....

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    3. Send it here, please, Eric:

      bc427a (at) g mail (dot) com.

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    1. It's fun all right. But try explaining what fun is to someone who wasn't around to have it while it was there to be had.

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  10. PAGING MIKE! PAGING MIKE!

    Look for comment above that reads: "Over-produced, plastic music made by rich white men, looked at one way. Fantastic music, looked at another" and hover over "music". Hotcha!

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