I disliked Aqualung. I listened to Thick as a Brick all the way through — once — and lost interest in Jethro Tull forever. However, their first three albums, with Glen Cornick on bass and Clive Bunker on drums, are still worth listening to.
Author: Don
Tune of the day #93
“Funk #49” got all the airplay ‘way back when, but #48, from their first album, is more fun.
Tune of the day #92
Stravinsky is best-known for his big foot-stomping ballets, but I like his neoclassical works as well.
Tune of the day #91
From the first Dan Hicks record I ever bought.
Tune of the day #90
Le Orme, with Antonio Pagliuca on keyboards, could be considered the Italian counterpart of ELP, though they had a distinctive flavor of their own.
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Tune of the day #89
Bunky and Jake caught my ear a century ago when I first started listening to the radio. Few people remember them, but they still sound good to me.
Tune of the day #88
Another one of the tunes I heard at my Aunt Margaret’s when I was eleven, and my favorite among them.
Tune of the day #87
The closest thing to a hit that the band named for an imaginary breakfast cereal ever had.
Tune of the day #86
Any list of the great pianists that doesn’t include Art Tatum is incomplete.
Tune of the day #85
Some easy Bartok. His music is not all grating dissonances.
Tune of the day #84
What “koeeoaddi” means, Robin Williamson himself probably doesn’t know.
Tune of the day #83
The better Italian prog rockers were every bit as good as their English-singing coevals. It’s about time I posted some of their efforts. We’ll start with a piece by Premiata Forneria Marconi, aka PFM, from their second album, Per un amico.
Winter paradise
It’s more winter than fall now, and there’s little happening outside, or inside. However, a friend up the street has a little greenhouse in which the plants are quite active, including the bird of paradise above. There are a few more plants from her place below the fold.
Tune of the day #82
Jellyfish were possibly the best power pop band of them all. Unfortunately, they were active early in the ’90’s, the age of grunge. They didn’t sound like neurotic, suicidal heroin addicts, so they didn’t catch on.
More phony art
Tune of the day #81
John Renbourn didn’t fit neatly into any category. Faro Annie doesn’t sound much like his work with Pentangle. Sue Draheim plays fiddle; Danny Thompson and Terry Cox from Pentangle are on bass and drums.
Tune of the day #80
If Yuki Kajiura had written nothing else, she’d still be remembered for this pretty, chilling tune from Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica. The lyrics are in Kajiurese; any translation you find is probably more imaginative than accurate.
Tune of the day #79
A brief history of classic Yes. Drummer Tatsuya Yoshida organized the zeuhl bands Ruins and Koenjihyakkei and has probably worked with every prog rock musician of note in Japan. Guitarist Kido Natsuki has been part of Bondage Fruit (a very interesting instrumental band, despite the questionable name) and Umezu Kazutoki Kiki Band. I don’t know anything about Nasuno Mitsuru; he might be worth investigating.
But is it art?

Here Dr. Boli’s long memory gives him a different point of view from that of the average Internet blitherer. Dr. Boli’s own blithering is informed by a better acquaintance with the past two centuries or so, and in this case he remembers that we have faced exactly this question before. It took us more than a century to answer it, and it was never answered definitively. But the consensus of opinion has been that, yes, a machine can produce art, when that machine is a camera.
To anyone who has lived through both revolutions, the resemblance is hard to miss.
Previously, making a picture had been a skill learned with long and laborious practice. Then along came the machine, and the skill was irrelevant. Why learn to draw when the machine can make perfect images for you? There was much grumbling about whether such laziness ought even to be allowed, and much hand-wringing about the future of Art.
With no alteration at all, the paragraph above can be made to apply to the coming of photography in the early nineteenth century or the coming of artificial intelligence two centuries later.

