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May 10 2010

Take Me, 1971

Published by TuraLura under Feminista, Old School, Sounds

 So everyone’s talking about Andy Rooney, being his Greatest Generation, 91-year-old self and talking on Sunday night about his confusion about modern pop culture, flaunting his lack of knowledge about personalities like Lady Gaga and Justin Bieber.

And perhaps to the delight of his 60 Minutes audience. But honestly, Andy, you have so heard of these people. You may not know any of their songs, but you couldn’t talk about not knowing them unless you did. So there.

It just so happens that this week, neither Justin Bieber nor Lady Gaga is in the top 10 on the Billboard Hot 100, but Usher, also mentioned on 60 Minutes, is #1 this week. The song is called OMG and features will.i.am from the Black-Eyed Peas. I have never consciously heard this song, and may never have heard it at all. But I’m sure I hate it, and probably more virulently than Andy Rooney, even though I’m less than half as ancient as him.

You can say I’m old and I just don’t get it, but the problem is that I do get it. I got it the first time around, when Madonna created the first musical product that was based more around the personality and visual style of the singer than their voice or their songs. Madonna has made a splendid fortune selling her image, with her records as a sort of aural souvenir, a way to conjure her up before the next film or CD or book or magazine or ad campaign dose. On the way, she also (I believe) helped bring gay culture into the mainstream, warming up the populace by giving them a glimpse into her club-kid, fashiony world. Her very public, ambiguous sexuality challenged the popular notion of the unattractive lesbian who “couldn’t get a man”, mainstreaming the 90s lipstick lesbian underground scene fomenting in storefronts and basements since at least the mid 80s. But I find most of Madonna’s records almost unlistenable almost all the time.

I watched and listened to Bad Romance, and I found it derivative and poseury, full of fake masochism and pop cliches.Contrasted with, say, the banned video for Nine Inch Nails’ Happiness in Slavery.

Anyway, my point is that as the tidal wave of information sweeps over us in the post-modern age, we’ve forgotten how great the Top 40 used to be. Today, please consider this song, which peaked at #4 in both the US and the UK in April 1971:

RS easy

Co-written and arranged by George Harrison, this is the kind of song that was mainstream at the time. David Bowie was still an up-and-coming underground star pre-Ziggy, Lou Reed hadn’t yet released Transformer and Iggy Pop was still in the Stooges. Other top 40 artists included James Brown, Sly & the Family Stone, John Lennon & Yoko Ono, Marvin Gaye… and not one lick of that accursed autotune.

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Dec 31 2009

Pop Goes the Decade. Not.

Published by TuraLura under Old School, Sounds, Whimsy

tattooed2010

Time for a little rant to ring in the New Year:

Notice I say “New Year”  and not “New Decade”. Who ever said it was okay to count to 10 this way?

All you culture vultures, pundits and wags who are preparing to sign off on the first decade of the 21st century- not so fast! Let’s be serious about this from now on and count properly. All you party goers who are preparing for your big, decade-ending night on the town- I got sour news for you, Jack- you’re a year early!

Ask any first grader  to count to 10, and she will start at 1 and finish at 10.

No one, in fact, ever counts to 10 by starting at 0 and working their way up to 9. It’s just wrong.

Listen to the Tattooed Lady, and enjoy the last year of the decade. Decade. From the root deca. It means 10.

Maybe I’ll even make my own Top 10 of the Decade list. Next year.

But why end the year on such a curmudgeonly note?

Even though my natural inclination is to pray for the endless 80s nostalgia to be over, I have to admit it produced some very amazing works. This is one of them. Ladies and gentlemen, Herbie Hancock’s “Rockit”, live ‘84 extended version:

“Rockit” was performed in a 3-minute version at the ‘84 Grammys and turned millions of kids on to turntablism, as documented in the awesome film Scratch, one of my favorite documentaries. Anyway, a lot of people think this was the first time scratching was used in DJing and that’s not true. But “Rockit” brought mainstream cred to the turntable-as-instrument, and showed a tough, avant-garde side of Herbie Hancock. Also, the way he comes through the crowd to the stage with his keyboard, taking his time before playing the song’s signature riff… And then the solo at the end… Herbie love for the year’s end! Happy 2010, everyone!

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Dec 12 2009

NYT, Suck My Banana

Published by TuraLura under NYC, Old School, Sounds, Word

vu & nico

So I went to take a look at today’s headlines when I noticed an item on the T Magazine Style Blog titled Notes from the Velvet Underground. “Oh, goody,” I said to myself. “I wonder what the style news is on the great VU.” I thought it might be a guide on where to buy great striped sailor shirts- I saw a girl looking hot in one on the street in the freezing cold last night in Soho. But I was horrified by what I read. Horrified!

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Feb 14 2009

V-Day for the V-Challenged

Published by TuraLura under Feminista, Old School, Whimsy

valentine

It’s kind of an odd thing, but I love Valentine’s Day. I did not always love it, and even now, I don’t love everything about it. I don’t love greeting cards, baby’s breath or teddy bears. I’m rather indifferent to roses, especially when the price is jacked up. There have been times when I’ve barely noticed it or cared, and times when I’ve dropped a wad of cash or a torrent of tears. Continue Reading »

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Nov 22 2008

Obama Is Prez Rickard

Published by TuraLura under Old School, Um...Politics, Whimsy, Word

This is what the Loved One said to me on the evening of Nov. 5.

What, you never heard of the Prez?

Prez #1

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