I just wanna make it up ... don't wanna fake it I just wanna shake it up ... shake it shake it shake it
When will Rick Danko's first solo album get the repackaging it so sorely deserves? Replete with rare photos, outtakes, and just general Dankalia. I mean, come on already.
Joe Zawinul – Electric and acoustic piano Wayne Shorter – Soprano saxophone Miroslav Vitous – Electric and acoustic bass Alphonse Mouzon – Drums, voice Airto Moreira – Percussion
I enjoy how on Wikipedia the reference under Japan's entry stating that they influenced Duran Duran is cited as "[dubious - discuss]". Maybe someone can do a mash up of Quiet Life with Rio.
"Success is peace of mind, which is a direct result of self-satisfaction in knowing you made the effort to do your best to become the best that you are capable of becoming." --John Wooden R.I.P. 1910-2010
Let's get this week started right. Recorded live at The Lighthouse Cafe, Hermosa Beach, CA, September 1970.
The players:
Bass - Ron McClure Congas - Tony Waters Drums - Lenny White Electric Piano - George Cables Tenor Saxophone - Joe Henderson Trumpet, Flugelhorn - Woody Shaw
...one of those nights before a little trip when you stay up late packing and getting your affairs in order so you can relax on the trip, and then when all the affairs are satisfactorily in order and it's finally time for bed you listen to that one OMD track to bear you aloft to dreamland...
This plays over the final few minutes of Hal Ashby's The Landlord, one of the greatest gentrification themed movies out there - are there others? - and one containing the following gem of an outburst, from a son to his mother -
"I'm 29 years old and I have run away from home! Now doesn't that strike you as being a little bit sick?!"
Sheridan DuPre XVII was talking about this tune, as he'd heard the Taj Mahal version in a mix of Greg's but scandalously didn't know the OG. So, here you go. Lovingly ripped from my dad's copy of the LP.
. . . "walking down the road with a pistol in your waist, Johnny you're too bad . . ." warn the Slickers, and they should know: when the lawyer was getting copyright clearance on that tune, one of the writers was underground. The other was in death row.