Category: Music

My introduction to Leo Kottke, courtesy of the local freak radio station a long, long time ago. He recorded the tune again for his next album with added bass and drums (Larry Taylor and Paul Lagos, if I remember correctly), but I prefer it plain, with just guitar.

There were music videos before MTV, but not necessarily good videos.

A friend commented that she could quickly evaluate a book on rock music by checking the index. If it didn’t mention Todd Rundgren, the book was too superficial to bother with.

It’s traditional on Thanksgiving to play “Alice’s Restaurant,” but I thought this year we might listen to one of Guthrie’s other stories.

Grainger is best known for his arrangements of traditional tunes from the British Isles, but he had a wider range. I suppose this piece is inexcusably racist, but I don’t care.

It’s getting cold outside now, and it will be months before we feel a gentle summer breeze again (except in Kansas, where breezes are not gentle). Pete Ratajczyk, a.k.a. “Peter Steele,” was raised a Catholic but was an atheist for most of his career. He returned to the practice of his faith near the end of his life.

The vocal melody is trivial and the pretentious, awkward lyrics aren’t worthy of Greg Lake’s voice, but the tune is worth hearing for Keith Tippett’s piano.

Tom Chapin was Harry’s brother. He could also tell a story.

Of the various versions of this song, this one, just Walker plus David Bromberg on fancy guitar, is the best.

Of the later P.D.Q. Bach discoveries, this set of preludes and fugues is my favorite. (This is part of a playlist. There are eleven more preludes and fugues following. There’s more after that, but the rest is not as good.)

McCutcheon was a regular at Winfield for many years. His music often suffers from an excess of Message, but he does occasionally perform a rigorously logical song, such as this one.

Which was the most distinctive Canadian band? You can make a case for Rush, but my pick is Rare Air. They combined bagpipes and other Celtic noisemakers with funky bass and percussion and occasional guitar in the ’80’s. They recorded five albums (the first as Na Cabarfeidh), of which only the last three were released on CD.

Weber, a cousin of Constanze Mozart, is best known for his operas, but he was a formidable pianist as well, with large hands that could stretch a twelfth.

Bakerloo was a power trio in the era of Hendrix and Cream who put out a single album before disintegrating. The members of this forgotten band each went on to have noteworthy musical careers, in particular guitarist Dave “Clem” Clempson with Colosseum and Humble Pie.

The video is annoyingly artsy. I recommend closing your eyes while you listen to Ichika Nito tap out “A Bell Is Not a Bell” on his seven strings.

The “Bell Polka,” a kantele duet performed by Martti Pokela and Eeva-Leena Sariola.

Cowboy Bebop is supposed to be a great classic and all that. I watched several episodes; they were okay but didn’t really grab me, and I doubt that I’ll watch the rest. The music is another matter. “Tank” is justly famous, but I like some of Yoko Kanno’s other tunes just as much. As with Christian Vander and Yuki Kajiura, Kanno’s lyrics are often in her own private language, such as here in “Green Bird.”

The first Jethro Tull album doesn’t sound like the others. That was due to guitarist Mick Abrahams, who had a very different musical vision than Ian Anderson. Abrahams quit/was fired after This Was and formed Blodwyn Pig. The sax player is Jack Lancaster, who would subsequently work with Robin Lumley, Brand X and others.

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Some pioneering psychedelic music from Alexander Scriabin, composed not long before he was consumed by flame died of an infected pimple.

I heard a number of legendary musicians at the first bluegrass festival I ever attended out in the wilds of northern Virginia, including John Hartford, Earl Scuggs and The New Grass Revival, not to mention the Lost City Cats from the far side of the Pacific. The one who most impressed me was Norman Blake, particularly his rendition of “Old Grey Mare.”