It was remiss of Mr Irvin in this months issue of Word having cornered Steve Miller no to settle the whole "Pompitous of Love" argument. "yes yes Steve your new bands great" "blah blah blues direction" but what the B'Jesus where you singing abut in your one famous song?
Watching this made me do three things:
1) Laugh my head off
2) Make a mental note to buy some liver next time I go shopping. The “oh liver” line reminded me how nice liver and bacon is and I haven’t had it for years.
3) Hunt out and dust down my copy of Hunter Davies’ Beatles biography and revisit what I’d say is perhaps the most fascinating ever piece of rock’n’roll reportage. Hunter describes a humdrum afternoon at Paul‘s during which Paul and John knock out the “Ringo song” for Sgt. Pepper (before phoning him up to get him to come and record it that evening - take note Portishead). It’s the only eyewitness account of how Lennon and McCartney actually composed together, which in itself would make it pretty culturally significant. Ringo and the Fabs knock out this piece of hackwork as a charming, granny-friendly, amaiable singalong. In the hands of Joe Cocker (no matter how badly he articulates it, it doesn’t really matter) and his band it becomes a barnstorming, passionate hippy anthem. The Beatles may not have been at Woodstcock but they were the Pied Pipers that dragged everyone there. And Hunter Davies, with his notebook and his keen eye for the telling detail is there in the corner of the room watching it happen.
The passage is only three pages of a paperback book and if my scanner wasn’t on the blink (and if I wasn’t unsure about whether it’s allowed copyright-wise) I‘d bung it up as a pdf or whatever because it’s well worth reading.
Joe Cocker - one of those people in the late 60's, more say than Arthur Brown, to get parents tutting and bemoaning "call this music?"; "is he on drugs?"; "what's on the other side?" etc.
So that's the words explained...
can someone now tell me what the hell the dance moves are about?!
That was funny. Especially "Owwwwwww"
Marvellous
I'll never hear that song in the same way again.
"I did some Wonder Loaf"...
... classic!
On a similar note
It was remiss of Mr Irvin in this months issue of Word having cornered Steve Miller no to settle the whole "Pompitous of Love" argument. "yes yes Steve your new bands great" "blah blah blues direction" but what the B'Jesus where you singing abut in your one famous song?
Here's the full skinny on that imfamous line...
http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a4_065.html
The most fascinating ever piece of rock’n’roll reportage
Watching this made me do three things:
1) Laugh my head off
2) Make a mental note to buy some liver next time I go shopping. The “oh liver” line reminded me how nice liver and bacon is and I haven’t had it for years.
3) Hunt out and dust down my copy of Hunter Davies’ Beatles biography and revisit what I’d say is perhaps the most fascinating ever piece of rock’n’roll reportage. Hunter describes a humdrum afternoon at Paul‘s during which Paul and John knock out the “Ringo song” for Sgt. Pepper (before phoning him up to get him to come and record it that evening - take note Portishead). It’s the only eyewitness account of how Lennon and McCartney actually composed together, which in itself would make it pretty culturally significant. Ringo and the Fabs knock out this piece of hackwork as a charming, granny-friendly, amaiable singalong. In the hands of Joe Cocker (no matter how badly he articulates it, it doesn’t really matter) and his band it becomes a barnstorming, passionate hippy anthem. The Beatles may not have been at Woodstcock but they were the Pied Pipers that dragged everyone there. And Hunter Davies, with his notebook and his keen eye for the telling detail is there in the corner of the room watching it happen.
The passage is only three pages of a paperback book and if my scanner wasn’t on the blink (and if I wasn’t unsure about whether it’s allowed copyright-wise) I‘d bung it up as a pdf or whatever because it’s well worth reading.
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Joe Cocker - one of those people in the late 60's, more say than Arthur Brown, to get parents tutting and bemoaning "call this music?"; "is he on drugs?"; "what's on the other side?" etc.