And almost in time for Passover, here's friend of PowerPop (and moi) Marc Jonson and his (dare I say infectious?) musical response to our current crisis, "Crank Up the Marshall."
Seems like good advice, I think.
Long-time readers know who Marc is, but just to reiterate, he's kind of a genuine power pop legend/cult figure. He's written songs that have been covered by The Roches, Dave Edmunds, and Robert Gordon; a little closer to home, he also wrote this song for The Floor Models back in the day...
...and graciously contributed the astounding background vocals when we finally got around to recording it last year.
Finally, a ray of sunshine amidst the darkening gloom of life in the time of the Trump Virus.
The Floor Models new (but recorded in 1982) live album is now available pretty much everywhere, including YouTube (if you want to listen free) or for download at Amazon, Spotify, iTunes and the rest of the usual suspect digital platforms.
I only wish our late great good friend and drummer Glen Robert Allen, who passed in February, was still around to have seen/heard it.
BTW, in case you were wondering why it's taken this long to get the damned thing out, it's totally my fault; when I submitted it for digital distribution to CD Baby (where it's been solely available for over a month) the date I gave for its official release to other platforms was 3/29/20 -- in other words, a fucking typo on my part. I actually yelled at CD Baby about this, but there was nothing they could do, and like I said -- it was totally my fault.
I should also add, and I've told this story before, that The Records' classic in the clip was one of the first songs the Floor Models played as a group. In fact, we used to do it so often in our club shows that everybody in Greenwich Village thought we wrote it. A notion that, if memory serves, we did less to disabuse people of than perhaps we should have.
Yes, my Oriental Germ Dispensary Supervisor FAH LO SUEE and I will be heading off to fabulous Wuhan, China to take advantage of the new low prices offered by local Wuhan restaurants on their legendary bat's head soup.
That being the case, here's a fun project for the rest of us until our return:
BEST OR WORST POST-ELVIS POP/ROCK/SOUL SONGS/ALBUMS/VIDEOS WHOSE THEME IS LONELINESS AND/OR ALIENATION!
For obvious reasons, obviously, and no arbitrary rules whatsoever.
And my totally top of my head Top Six totally is:
6. Casey Abrams and Puddles Pity Party -- Smells Like Teen Spirit
Somewhere, Kurt Cobain is laughing out of his ass over this one.
5. Andrew Gold -- Lonely Boy
I fucking love that song and always have. And I forget who said it, but every time you get a hit single based on the chords to "La Bamba," an angel gets its wings.
4. Paul Anka -- Lonely Boy
How do you say "dreck" in Canadian?
3. The Beatles -- Nowhere Man
I predict a bright future for those youngsters from Liverpool.
2. Neil Diamond -- Solitary Man
Yeah, yeah, I know Neil's 70s stuff is mostly over-produced kitsch, but his 60s folk rock/Brill Building stuff is out of this world and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
And the number one all time ode to angst-ridden solipsism simply has to be...
1. Simon and Garfunkel -- Sounds of Silence
Ah, one can never be as alone as one is in the subway. One can only hope that the gazillions of dollars S&G subsequently earned after this record turned them into superstars took some of the sting out of their deep personal generational hurt.
Well, despite the fact that we're living in Poe's "Masque of the Red Death," here's some actual good news.
To wit: One of my longest-time musical heroes, Graham Gouldman -- he of 10CC, "Bus Stop," "Heart Full of Soul," "Look Through Any Window" fame -- has a new, and terrific, album out.
Charmingly titled Modesty Forbids.
That particular song really does it for me. And it reminds me that one of my favorite things about Gouldman's songwriting is that you can often tell that he's of Russian-Jewish extraction simply by listening to the music.
In any event, you can -- and should, as I just did -- download the album over at Amazon HERE.
And a big tip of the Simels chapeau to our pal Sal Nunziato -- of the invaluable BURNING WOOD BLOG -- for alerting me to the release of this gem.
From our just released (but recorded in 1982) live album Floor by Four, please enjoy the fabulous Floor Models and the official video for our prescient ode to urban paranoia "What's Wrong With This Picture?".
The above is from the same show as the videos for "Free Advice" and "Shadow of the Flame" I posted recently. And as with those clips, the audio -- in glorious stereo -- was dubbed from a performance at the same venue taped five months earlier (the video shoot, alas, was in mono). And once again, kudos to our pal Steve Schwartz for synching the two more or less flawlessly.
I should add that the song itself is by our late great 12-string ace Andy "Folk Rock" Pasternack, who's singing it, and I believe it was his idea to put the quote from Paul Revere and the Raiders at the end of the instrumental break.
Oh, have I mentioned that you can and should download the album over at CD Baby HERE? Or that it will be available at all the usual digital platforms -- Amazon, iTunes, Spotify et al -- by the end of the month?
POSTSCRIPT: Friend of PowerPop Capt. Al, who shot the original video footage, asks me to tell you guys he wasn't drunk at the time. He was, instead, trying, heroically, to deal with a primitive early 80s video camera that was, shall we say, not well suited to the low light available at the club. So cut him some slack. :-)
Yes, my Oriental Disease of the Month carrier FAH LO SUEE and I will be heading to Mount Sinai Hospital for an organ removal of some sort or another. Perhaps that pesky appendix thingie I should have had extracted years ago.
In any case, while we're gone, here's a fun little project for the rest of you all:
BEST OR WORST POP/ROCK/SOUL SONGS/BAND NAMES/ALBUM TITLES REFERENCING EITHER MEDICAL PROCEDURES OR MEDICAL PROFESSIONALS!!!
No arbitrary rules whatsoever, and obviously this was inspired by our current health crisis.
And my totally top of my head Top Five are:
5. Emerson Lake and Palmer -- Brain Salad Surgery
In the immortal words of Mel Brooks (as The 2000 Year Old Brewmaster) -- "Hey, THIS is bad."
4. Dr. Feelgood and the Interns -- Doctor Feel-Good
Obviously, we could have just as easily posted something by the Brit Dr. Feelgood featuring the amazing Wilko Johnson, but for some reason I felt like a historical purist today.
3. The Young Rascals -- Good Lovin'
Uh, doctor? Doctor? Mr. MD?
2. The Rolling Stones -- Dear Doctor
You knew this one was gonna be in here, right? Of course you did.
And the number one prescription medicine song in rock history, it isn't even a contest, quite definitely is...
1. The Beatles -- Doctor Robert
I should add that I can't even imagine how the Fabs got away with this without a lawsuit from the actual doctor Robert, who apparently was a genuine celebrity in hep circles in NYC at the time.
And speaking of Simon and Garfunkel's "The Boxer" as we were the other day -- from 1976, please enjoy Stu Daye and the damndest cover of it you'll ever hear.
I honestly have no idea what I think of that; I suspect that if I'd never heard the original, I might think it was the greatest thing ever, but I really can't make up my mind.
And in case you're wondering, the melody Stu substituted for the S&G version is from this old Burl Ives folk song cover.
The backstory:
I knew Stu when he was the frontman of a fantastic New York City new wave band called The Mix (I had no idea he had ever done a solo album).
In any case, The Mix were managed by Leber & Krebs, who also handled some loser band called Aerosmith (the Mix's album -- American Glue -- came out on L&K's custom label in 1980 and has never been on CD), and they were a genuinely exciting live act. Stu, in particular, was as annoyingly talented and natural a rocker as anybody I've ever seen -- think Steve Marriott with Pete Townshend's guitar moves.
Still, although they were quite a big deal in the New York area for a while, they never broke through; if I had to guess why, I'd say it's because the record didn't really do them justice. For which I blame rather lackluster production by the late Felix Pappalardi.
That said, please enjoy my personal favorite track from the album (for reasons that will become apparent shortly), the sublimely Beatle-esque "Forever."
Incidentally, the band's drummer was the great Corky Laing, of Mountain fame. The bass player (who wrote and sings "Forever") was David Grahame, an old bandmate of mine who I haven't heard from in a while but who's apparently become something of a power pop cult figure over the years. It thus pains me to mention that to (perhaps) his eternal shame, his major credit remains co-writing the soul-destroying Mr. Big hit "To Be With You."
I should also add that the guitar riff that intros and outros "Forever" was composed by yours truly, and I'm still waiting for my damned writers credit and/or royalties.
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