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Post by nonrabbit on Apr 13, 2009 9:16:37 GMT
Music/bands that I liked not withstanding that they would also annoy my parents ;D
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Post by maddogfagin on Apr 13, 2009 9:38:19 GMT
Wonderful thread nonrabbit - I will enjoy this.
Apart from Tull, who my old man detested it has to be
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Post by broadsword on Apr 13, 2009 11:01:18 GMT
I saw Cream just the once and dear old Ginger Baker, (70 this year), was the first drummer I saw that was an integral part of a band - I drove my parents insane with Toad, check this out
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Post by tullistray on Apr 14, 2009 3:22:09 GMT
To some extent, all of them. I recall my Father taking possession of Twist and Shout 45 which I brought home as a 7 yo in Apr 64, or the White Album received as a Christmas gift from my then hippie, long since born again sister, she got my Dad a box of nails that year, 1968 of course. Like millions of other parents, maybe particularly but not at all exclusively in the US, knowledge of some craft from the Beatles softened their opinion over time and maybe John's murder too, the overall knowledge of what they had meant to my generation, and to some extent all the generations since. Having said all that both parents were without question the finest human beings I have ever known. Funny old world. Or not. And I do recall their being particularly geeked (not in a good way) by the sight of Janis on probably Ed Sullivan. Believe me many, and probably most parents had a similar reaction. All you have to do is look at how people have spoken of hip hop and rap (my self not entirely excluded) from this judgement, in some respects it is an identical response. But still hold a tiny bit of animosity for the defeat of my intended pursuit of drumming at the age of 8 behind my Mothers rancor that "I just wanted to be like that Ringo." (School orchestra did not then offer any guitar which likely also would have been disallowed) Well, precisely Mom. And I have always had a notion that I would have been bloody good at it, though maybe not a whole lot like Ringo. At the time it was an unknown to me that any instrument could be a vessel towards communing on holy ground, I did not have thoughts like that yet at 8. Twice I have been given flutes, and did play regularly in the long past of mere 8 hour work days on 5 day weeks, something not seen in 20 years, and thereby erasing any flute practice time. But the older ladies where I once lived thought my playing was beautiful, I will say I got as far as having a very good tone, and being able to do a re creation of many of our favorite Tull melodies.
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Post by steelmonkey on Apr 16, 2009 1:10:22 GMT
My parents, heavily accented Eastern Europeans ( Shtetl jews who dodged the Nazis) , truly hated all the music coming from my corner and somehow knew my favorite was '''always with the Yethro Toool'.
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Post by nonrabbit on Apr 16, 2009 7:43:27 GMT
I was brought up by my strict catholic granny - no visitors in the house except priests - amazingly, I turned out completely sane! When I played Aqualung in the tiny wee two roomed flat she heard the words "watching as the frilly panties etc etc " She started having a fit and speaking in tongues! I then quickly played My God and said Ian was a true believer and trained to be a priest but had to leave to look after his sick granny - she resumed her rosary rattling!
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Post by nonrabbit on Apr 16, 2009 7:47:56 GMT
Stevie Wonder!! For some reason she didn't like Stevie and his singing. I was watching TOTP and listening to Superstition when she kept interrupting with the most annoying words that surely rattled every young person when they were starting to form musical tastes - "Do you call THAT singing!" Bloody Hell it still annoys me even now ! Here is a great appearance by the Wonder Live on Sesame Street...brought to you by the letter "n"
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Post by stevep on Nov 22, 2011 22:25:49 GMT
Watched this live on TV in the States and have to admit to being quite moved by Stevie Wonder. For those not keen on Michael Jacksons or Stevie Wonders music, the moving part happens around 1:30. Apparently just broke down mid song.. youtu.be/PSAWbpVPnzYThis one is a bit more cheerful and has a guest that looks like he could get a gig with Tull. Just needs the beard to grow a bit longer. youtu.be/QsaWoSq-OBo
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Post by steelmonkey on Nov 22, 2011 23:05:07 GMT
Now I'm old enough to be on the other side of the equation...My daughter listens to what must be the world's most wretched song ever...a two note thumping riff with the words ; 'I whip my hair back and forth' repeated about 6,000 times in three minutes.
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Post by nonrabbit on Nov 23, 2011 9:28:44 GMT
Watched this live on TV in the States and have to admit to being quite moved by Stevie Wonder. For those not keen on Michael Jacksons or Stevie Wonders music, the moving part happens around 1:30. Apparently just broke down mid song.. youtu.be/PSAWbpVPnzYThis one is a bit more cheerful and has a guest that looks like he could get a gig with Tull. Just needs the beard to grow a bit longer. youtu.be/QsaWoSq-OBoOh that first one is so sad. I'm surprised the guest on the second one actually grew a beard since he's such a big smoothie and Yes! I could see him on the Whistler video
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Post by nonrabbit on Nov 23, 2011 9:32:12 GMT
Now I'm old enough to be on the other side of the equation...My daughter listens to what must be the world's most wretched song ever...a two note thumping riff with the words ; 'I whip my hair back and forth' repeated about 6,000 times in three minutes. Are you sure it's not a shampoo advert Grumps? Mind you you'd have to go a long way to beat your Mum's comments (a few posts up) pure class ;D
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 23, 2011 18:29:50 GMT
Apart from Jimi Hendrix and Ian Anderson, dear old John Lennon and the Rolling Stones always fuelled the ire of my Mum & Dad.
Dad loved his jazz as long as it was the sanitised versions so beloved by the BBC Light Programme, and Mum loved Liberace and also Paul McCartney as he wrote "pretty" tunes.
Yeah I know, the generation gap was bloody wide in our household.
The latest generation look upon my Tull hobby with the look of sympathy and feel no sense of remorse when I unveil my latest purchase to the cause and they reply with upturned eyes and the look of "here he goes again, Gramps is off on one about Jethro".
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Post by stormmonkey on Nov 24, 2011 0:28:34 GMT
For the most part there were no complaints. Only if I was playing music past the curfew of 11pm.
The only time I recall a Tull criticism was one day in the year 1991 playing my tape of Under Wraps (picked up from good old Woolworths) in the car. "You like that racket? Sounds like bloody Zulu music to me!" said my Dad. I recall the track I was listening to was 'Heat'. Hey, good thing Dave Pegg wasn't in the car - he might have "modified" his petrol tank. lol.
I recall my Dad being moved by Barre's guitar playing on 'Still Loving You Tonight'. Was playing that song late one night - he was in the hall, knocked my door and said something like "that is haunting music - beautiful". He said the same about 'Mirrors' on the Freddie Hubbard classic 'Breaking Point.' James Spaulding on flute.
I do love that theme/lick from Barre on 'Still Loving You Tonight' - although for some bizarre reason and I have no idea why...well, somewhere in my mind I start thinking about the theme tune to the old British police drama 'Juliet Bravo' when I hear it sometimes - lol. Mental! There is no similarity musically whatsoever. Crazy! Perhaps I should see a Doctor? Not to worry, consider it done - next track up is 'Doctor to my Disease', lol.
Dad was very musical and played the chromatic harmonica extremely well, inspired by one of his musical heroes, Larry Adler. My brother arranged for Dad to hear Larry Adler at the RAH in 1996. The concert was pure magic for him. As the lights came up in that most opulent and beautiful of venues, the elderly Adler raised his harmonica to his lips and began to play as he slowly descended from the stairs in the choir area. My Dad was spellbound and in tears. After the show my brother had another surprise planned. He had also arranged for my Dad to meet, in his dressing room, the man whose music had meant so much to him all his life. Larry let my Dad handle his harmonica. Precious. Adler was quite elderly at the time, perhaps a little cantankerous - I don't think the meeting was particularly warm. Nevertheless, after the experience my Dad was walking on air for months afterwards.
I'm not one for meeting heroes myself.
Dad passed away last year from lung cancer - never smoked and rarely drank. He was a prolific writer. In 1974, he wrote, produced and directed a 3 act play to great critical acclaim called 'The Thunder and the Singing'. After retiring he wrote and sold hundreds of short stories.
Even after having more than two thirds of his left lung removed (sorry if this upsets anyone) he still continued to play his harmonicas. I recorded him playing some songs in 2008. Some midi backing trackings and a decent enough Behringer condenser microphone but put out in the hall. Gershwin, 'Someone To Watch Over Me', Cole Porter 'Night and Day', Stanley Myers 'Cavatina' and Harold Arlen, 'Somewhere Over The Rainbow'. We did multiple takes on every song and recorded for two days. Hard work for him. I've got all the recordings backed up on an external drive and dvd'rs too - when I'm ready I hope to complete that project and possibly add some flute, guitar or easy keys.
Personally, I've never been a big fan of the harmonica. It must be the only instrument you have to suck to get some of the notes. Then again, I "suck" on any instrument I've tried to play. lol.
One of Mum's favourites is 'The Lark Ascending', Vaughan Williams. She also enjoys Harry Secombe and Michael Crawford.
Oh dear, I have rambled on quite a bit. So what. It's not easy quitting smoking when you've quit quitting smoking and gone done something real stupid and started again. lol.
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Post by steelmonkey on Nov 24, 2011 1:31:15 GMT
Sounds like we need to order a 'cool dad' trophy from the warehouse.
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Post by nonrabbit on Nov 24, 2011 8:27:52 GMT
Brian thats one of the best I've read.
Talk about the power of music coming out!!- both player and fan!!
Thank you for posting that truly great story.
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Post by nonrabbit on Nov 24, 2011 8:42:53 GMT
Brian's post made me think about how in my teenage mode I kind of thought that my generation were the first to discover music and how I would do this to my parents choice of music when they would occasionally listen to it. Not that I'm making any excuses a moody hormonal rebellious teenager was never going to say to my mother; "Yes Matt Munro's not bad " I take it all back and turning the thread around a bit... " Music My Parents Liked That I Appreciate (sort of) Now" ;D Ok maybe not Matt Munro but she also liked Sinatra, Herb Alpert and this man - Bobby Darin. Someone sent me this rare short vid of him on a train with a reporter and Bobby composing a song about himself watching the passing row of houses - great stuff! and an example of someone (performer or fan) with music oozing out of their every pore.
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Post by nonrabbit on Nov 24, 2011 8:49:46 GMT
.... It's not easy quitting smoking when you've quit quitting smoking and gone done something real stupid and started again. lol. Not to worry you know you should so you will
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 24, 2011 9:04:43 GMT
Bobby Darin's "Dream Lover" was one of the first records I owned along with "Running Bear" by Johnny Preston.
Once I'd latched onto folk/acoustic music my parents started to approve of my music tastes but could never understand my love of blues, both American and British in all its forms, and were not too happy when I bought home my first Leadbelly album. Still got that album in the attic.
"Grey Goose"
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 24, 2011 18:44:53 GMT
Another blues "great" - Jesse Fuller, king of the 12 string acoustic guitar, kazoo, all manner of things etc.
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Post by hipflaskandy on Nov 25, 2011 18:13:07 GMT
When I was about 16, my old man found a book of poetry, in my room, by Leonard Cohen. He'd thumbed through it while I was out and was waiting for me when I got home. In a fit of pique he threw it on the floor at my feet, saying it should be burnt, and declaring it disgusting and vile. If I remember the quote correctly..... 'This man is SICK! I'd put him in the same abhorrent category as Adolf Hitler and...(after a pause) Spike Milligan!'
I was a tad stunned to find Spike thrown in, in the same breath with Adolf! Good job he didn't find and insist on the 'ridding-of' my Cohen LPs!
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Post by steelmonkey on Nov 25, 2011 18:51:10 GMT
Wow....pretty reactionary to toss Leonard Cohen and Spike in with Adolf...who knows what would have happened if you had stashed some Alan Ginsberg or Lenny Bruce in the pile...I'm guessing a date with the electroshock wallah for you.
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 25, 2011 18:55:11 GMT
Wow....pretty reactionary to toss Leonard Cohen and Spike in with Adolf...who knows what would have happened if you had stashed some Alan Ginsberg or Lenny Bruce in the pile...I'm guessing a date with the electroshock wallah for you. Change the bookjackets with Enid Blyton ones or Blackpool travel guides. "Good old Blackpool"
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Post by maddogfagin on Nov 26, 2011 10:06:49 GMT
The hostile noises made from my parents when I brought home "Animal Farm" as a school project never ceased to amaze me even to this day. The words "socialist"/"communist leanings"/"spawn of the devil" would probably sum up their attitude. The strange thing is that their hatred of such things only made my friends and I want to seek out further reading of similar and thought provoking material. And the day I brought home my first Hendrix record sent the whole house into a hiatus - they thought I was planning a revolution to throw out all the things that they held dear in that grey and black and white vision of Britain in 1966. I mean Hendrix was one thing, pirate radio from the North Sea saw the overthrow of the BBC. Jimi Hendrix statue outside Dimbola Lodge
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Post by stormmonkey on Nov 26, 2011 15:53:03 GMT
Brian thats one of the best I've read. Talk about the power of music coming out!!- both player and fan!! Thank you for posting that truly great story. Thanks Patti.
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Post by broadsword on Nov 26, 2011 22:15:36 GMT
When I was about 16, my old man found a book of poetry, in my room, by Leonard Cohen. He'd thumbed through it while I was out and was waiting for me when I got home. In a fit of pique he threw it on the floor at my feet, saying it should be burnt, and declaring it disgusting and vile. If I remember the quote correctly..... 'This man is SICK! I'd put him in the same abhorrent category as Adolf Hitler and...(after a pause) Spike Milligan!' I was a tad stunned to find Spike thrown in, in the same breath with Adolf! Good job he didn't find and insist on the 'ridding-of' my Cohen LPs! Watching all the Q shows dear old Spike did, if you wait long enough, Hitler makes an appearance. The reason I heard him explain once was that you can't deal logically and sensibly with a tyrant like Adolf, so Spike made him out as a figure to be laughed at. This was also the thinking behind Till Death Us Do Part, in this case, Alf Garnett being the reactionary, fascist, racist pig and is also the British way to handle a crisis, ie. laugh at it. I heard Spike tell a story to illustrate this, (embellished for comic effect I'm sure, but what the hell), when he was lined up in the dole queue one day. He was chatting to another guy in the queue when the guy in front of him dropped dead. Spikes' pal said "I expect somebody offered him a job", maybe in bad taste, but that's British humour for you.
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Post by maddogfagin on Dec 5, 2011 14:47:42 GMT
On the subject of people who I liked and who my parents actively liked as well. I found this amongst my vinyl collection which I've kept for over 50 years which is an EP by Charlie Drake, one of the better fifties British children's comediens, but sadly no longer with us. As a kid of 10, he was my comedy hero (probably because of the slapstick humour) and in 1959 my grandfather used to play golf with him in celebrity tournements and to my surprise he got Charlie to autograph a piece of letter headed paper. To say I was gobsmacked at the time is most probably an understatement. Fast forward to the late eighties and a friend of ours was living in a block of flats near Penge in south London and mentioned that Charlie Drake, by then in his twilight years, lived below her. I never did get to properly meet him but did see him in his garden a couple of times and did say "hello" but he obviously was not by then in great health and I did not wish to intrude on someone who was, to me in any case, a elderly and frail person. The original version of the song "Splish Splash" was co-written by Bobby Darin.
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Post by stevep on Dec 5, 2011 17:54:35 GMT
Charlie Drake was one of my favourites when I was a nipper. I was quite surprised to see he just passed away in the past five years or so. I think he disappeared off the TV after an accident or something years back. I also loved Spike Milligan's Q shows. I saw him perform a Q show live at the Kings theatre... very strange and eccentric it was too.
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Post by futureshock on Dec 11, 2011 0:11:16 GMT
This gets into dark business, but my father wouldn't let me borrow the few dollars it took to buy George Harrison's new Bangladesh Concert album, even though other records were being bought all the time. Decades later I realized where the real rejection was coming from. Dark business, truly, dark business, which I might add, I've never adopted.
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Post by bunkerfan on Dec 11, 2011 17:06:24 GMT
Charlie Drake was one of my favourites when I was a nipper. I was quite surprised to see he just passed away in the past five years or so. I think he disappeared off the TV after an accident or something years back. I also loved Spike Milligan's Q shows. I saw him perform a Q show live at the Kings theatre... very strange and eccentric it was too. Here's "that accident" I remember watching this when I was just a nipper. It's amazing why the the bloke who was trying to pick him up didn't realise something serious had happened, but instead he gets a hand from another bloke. Unbelievable.
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Post by nonrabbit on Dec 13, 2011 16:50:04 GMT
This gets into dark business, but my father wouldn't let me borrow the few dollars it took to buy George Harrison's new Bangladesh Concert album, even though other records were being bought all the time. Decades later I realized where the real rejection was coming from. Dark business, truly, dark business, which I might add, I've never adopted. I know where you coming from with that too I even think back in horror to the songs ie lyrics we would sing on the streets as children
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