Song of the Day #1687
Song of the Day: Time
of the Season, composed by keyboard player, Rod
Agent, is one of the featured tracks on the album, "Odessey and Oracle," by The
Zombies, who will be inducted into the Rock
and Roll Hall of Fame tonight at the Barclays
Center in Brooklyn, New York. The song was recorded in 1967 at the Abbey Road Studios, right after the
Beatles finished recording "Sgt.
Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band." Argent actually
used the mellotron and
piano left behind by John
Lennon from the "Sgt.
Pepper's" session. The album and the song have an unusual history.
With the word "Odessey"
misspelled on the psychedelic art cover designed by Terry
Quirk, the album didn't do well in its 1968 release in Great Britain.
It was Al
Kooper, formerly of Blood,
Sweat, and Tears, who urged producer Clive
Davis at Columbia
Records to release the album in the U.S. on a subsidiary label. This
song caught on, first with a
disc jockey in Boise, Idaho, and eventually throughout the United
States, peaking at #3 on the Billboard Hot
100. With lyrics that include a nod to Gershwin's
"Summertime" and a bass line like that of "Stand
by Me," the song eventually propelled the album to plantinum status,
with over two million copies sold. It has been covered by artists as diverse as the
Dave Matthews Band, and jazz
artists Curt Elling and Cassandra Wilson. But nothing is as
definitive as the Zombies' truly
classic recording [YouTube links]. Thanks to my friend John
F. Welsh for sharing all this wonderful trivia with me, as I prepared
to honor this year's crop of R&R Hall of Famers. We'll have a chance to see the
broadcast of this year's ceremonies on HBO in about a month.
Song of the Day #1686
Song of the Day: The
Thrill of it All, words
and music by Bryan
Ferry, opens the 1974 Roxy
Music album, "Country
Life"---considered a milestone in
the history of British art
rock, one of the reasons for their upcoming induction
into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. Check out the 6+ minute album
version [YouTube link]. Today is Opening
Day for the New
York Yankees at Yankee
Stadium, and I can't think of a better phrase ("the
thrill of it all") to sum up this baseball fan's enthusiasm about the
upcoming season. [Ed.: Great Opening for New York: Mariano
Rivera throws out ceremonial first pitch and the Yanks
win at Home, 7-2 over the Orioles, and the Mets
win on the road, with former Yankee Robinson Cano driving in 2 runs
to give de
Grom his first win, 2-0 over the Nationals!]
Song of the Day #1685
Song of the Day: Paranoid
Android is credited to the English
alternative rock group Radiohead.
It was
the lead single from the group's third studio album, "OK
Computer" (1997). The 6+ minute song has four distinct sections that
were drawn from three different compositions, each written by a different member
of the band. What emerges from its varied rhythms and its series of minor keys,
its multi-track choral vocals and a showcased Jonny
Greenwood guitar solo, is a musical totality that lands squarely in
the realm of progressive
rock. Check out the
animated video for the track [YouTube link].
Song of the Day #1684
Song of the Day: Lovesong is
credited to Robert
Smith, Simon
Gallup, Porl
Thompson, Roger
O'Donnell, Boris
Williams, and Lol
Tolhurst, known collectively as the alternative
rock band, The
Cure. It was the third single released from their eighth studio
album, "Disintegration"
(1989). Check out the
single version, the music
video version, and the
extended mix, as well as a
cover version by Adele [YouTube links].
Song of the Day #1683
Song of the Day: Stand
Back was written
and recorded by Stevie
Nicks for her second solo studio album, "The
Wild Heart" (1983). In 1998, she entered the Rock
and Roll Hall of Fame as a member of the British-American rock band Fleetwood
Mac. This year, she is honored for her solo work. Check out the song's
official video and its "Disco
Purrfection Version" [YouTube links].
Song of the Day #1682
Song of the Day: What
Have You Done for Me Lately?, words
and music by Jimmy
Jam, Terry Lewis, and Janet
Jackson, was the lead single from Janet's
1986 album, "Control."
The album certainly highlighted Janet's determined vocals and its videos became
a showcase for her glittering choreography. This song's video was choreographed
by Paula
Abdul. Check out the video
single, its
12" mix, and its
super-extended mix [YouTube links]. This week, Miss
Jackson finally joins her famous brothers in
the Rock
and Roll Hall of Fame.
Song of the Day #1681
Song of the Day: Pour
Some Sugar On Me is credited to Joe
Elliott, Robert
John "Mutt" Lange, Phil
Collen, Steve
Clark, and Rick
Savage, and was a hit
single from the 12x platinum-selling 1987 album, "Hysteria",
by English hard rock band Def
Leppard. Today kicks off our seven-day tribute to the seven
inductees, which constitute the Class of 2019, into the Rock
and Roll Hall of Fame. I'm paying special attention to this year's
induction ceremony because it is taking place for the
fourth time in the last five years in Brooklyn,
New York at the Barclays Center. An HBO
special of the event will air on April 27, 2019. Each day over the
next week, I will devote to one of the inductees en route to the March 29th
ceremony. I could think of no better song to kick off our tribute than one
that's hot, sticky, and sweet. Check out the
official video of the song and the
extended version [YouTube links].
Getting Old, Ageism, and The Alternative
Yesterday, Paul Jacob had an absolutely classic piece on his Common
Sense site, an essay called "Trans-philosophical."
Apparently, The Journal of Medical Ethics published a piece by Joona
Rasanen, a bioethicist, who argues that individuals who feel that their legal
age does not correspond to their "experienced" age should be allowed to legally
change their age. And this was published in a peer-reviewed academic journal.
Well, having recently turned 59, I have been reminded that, yes, I'm getting
old, or at least older.
But today, I read in the New York Daily News that Jimmy
Carter, now 94 years and 172 days old, has become the longest-living
President in the history of the United States. While not a fan of Carter when he
was President, I do have to applaud one thing he said in 1998:
What could possibly be good about growing old? The most obvious answer, of
course, is to consider the alternative to aging. . . . But there are plenty of
other good answers --- many based on our personal experiences and observations.
Or as another President, John
Adams (who also made it to 90) once said: "Facts are stubborn things;
and whatever may be our wishes, our inclinations, or the dictates of our
passions, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence."
And the fact is, biologically and temporally, you are what you are. And in the
end, does it really matter? We are all headed in the same direction anyway. What
matters most is not your biological age, but how youthful you are in spirit.
And on that score, Trans-Ageists be damned! I'm still a kid with all the
wondrous spirit of a 2 year old!
Posted by chris at 08:28 PM | Permalink |
Posted to Culture | Dialectics | Frivolity
Being Dialectical About Dialectics or Finding Courage Through Criticism
My friend Nick Manley posted this on Facebook:
I still think there is nothing wrong with being cowardly or if there is: you can
remind yourself that nobody's perfect or without "sin", but I do really wonder
what I could do for left-wing market anarchism were I more courageous and
fearless on taking action on behalf of it.
If Chris Matthew Sciabarra could endure what he did in terms of both scholarly
and personal critiques to bring the world the notion of dialectical methodology
being useful for free market libertarians: why can't I? It isn't like I haven't
tested the potentially hostile waters before and came out still alive so to
speak.
I didn't get involved in libertarian anarchism to be part of some exclusive
social club or cult. I got involved to change the world for the better.
I replied on Facebook, and wanted to share my reply with Notablog readers; I
wrote:
Nick Manley, my friend, it saddens me that you put yourself through so much
self-torture, worrying about what others might say or think about what you say
or think (though with all due respect, you're not inside their minds, and you
never really know what other people may be thinking or why they say the
things they do).
Understand this: I went through about 35-40 years of criticisms from left and
right over "dialectical libertarianism"... but I didn't tie my self-concept to
whether I was right or wrong. Instead, I answered the criticisms to the best of
my ability, did more reading, and by the time I got to the final book of my
trilogy, I tried to address every criticism that was raised with regard to the
concept of dialectics that I had endorsed ("the art of context-keeping") and the
need to tie that method to the defense of a free society.
Did I succeed? I have no clue. I only know that I welcomed the criticism, even
those criticisms that were, for lack of a better phrase, completely
idiotic---because they attempted to tie me to certain notions of dialectical
method that I had clearly not endorsed. So I spent half of Total
Freedom: Toward a Dialectical Libertarianism literally re-writing
and reconstructing the history of dialectics as a concept---in the first three
chapters, followed by a whole chapter that developed a definition of dialectics
and to unpacking that definition and its implications for social inquiry.
And guess what? I was still criticized, and will be criticized long after I am
gone, despite hundreds of footnotes and citations to this or that source. It
comes with the territory. I'm still learning. I practically live for the
dialogue (after all, the dialectical method was born, in its first
manifestations, from the very notion of dialogue---looking at things from
different perspectives and on different levels of generality, and not reifying a
single one-sided perspective as if it were the whole).
But one really good thing happened. After nearly four decades of being the voice
of one crying in the wilderness (and we all know what happened to the last guy
who had that voice of one crying in the wilderness), I have now coedited with
two colleagues (Roger Bissell and Ed Younkins) a forthcoming volume (The
Dialectics of Liberty: Exploring the Context of Human Freedom)
with contributions from 19 scholars (including myself) who are not afraid to
utter the words "dialectics" and "liberty" in the same sentence.
But guess what? I don't even agree with what every scholar in the book
has done with the notion of a 'dialectical libertarianism'---and I suspect that
the contributors to the volume would disagree with one another on the various
dialectical applications that each of them has made in their respective essays.
But this is a good thing. It shows that the very notion of a dialectical
libertarianism includes vigorous differences even among those who adhere to its
core premises, which makes it a living research program for future scholarship,
going in directions that none of us might be able to predict, given that it will
be applied in various contexts and innumerable ways as circumstances change over
time.
Welcome the differences! Work on not tying your self-worth to a cause, but on
developing your self-worth as an unfolding project of its own. It may or may not
include that cause, but be open to the possibility that that cause itself will
also unfold and evolve over time.
I know, I know, all this is easier said than done. There will be days that
you'll read a criticism of your work in a book or on social media and want to
pick up your laptop and throw it against a wall. The real courage that you need
to develop is the courage to accept your self-doubt, the courage to question
yourself, and the courage to accept the fact that you are growing and will never
stop expanding the boundaries of your knowledge. And in order to do that, you
need critics---some will be friendly, some will be hostile; some will say
worthwhile things, some won't. But none of it is a reflection of who you are,
and to me, you've been a kind, supportive, gentle soul who doesn't give himself
enough credit for what he knows already.
Mucho love from Brooklyn. Hang in there.
Posted by chris at 07:47 PM | Permalink |
Posted to Dialectics | Pedagogy | Politics
(Theory, History, Now)
The Mafia in NYC: Dead and Alive
Just the other day, it was reported that longtime Colombo family boss, Carmine
Persico, died
at the age of 85. It prompted a discussion among a couple of friends
as to whether the Mafia was
really a force in organized crime anymore. Seemingly crushed in the 1980s by a
series of then-federal prosecutor Rudy
Giuliani's indictments and convictions of "Five Family" major Mafia figures,
the Italian-American contingent of organized crime was rocked to its core. We
remembered back in the 1970s and early 1980s, how often we'd watch our local
WABC's "Eyewitness
News," with report after report [YouTube
links] by famed
journalist Milton Lewis ("Now
listen to this") about the comings and literal goings of Mafia
chieftains.
So it came as an almost creepy surprise this morning when we awoke to hear a
report by John
Montone on the "all news all the time" AM radio station, 1010
WINS, that Gambino-family
crime boss Frank "Franky Boy" Cali was gunned down outside his Todt
Hill house in Staten Island last night, the first Mafia rub-out in New York City
since the Paul
Castellano hit in 1985, ordered by Dapper
Don John Gotti! (Jeez, did he have to have the last name, Cali, which
is the first name of my
cat, who has no ties to organized crime?)
Montone ended his report with a bit of his classic, stinging sarcasm, saying
that there was no
gun found at the scene, and no cannolis either [YouTube "Godfather"
link]!
Posted by chris at 08:05 AM | Permalink |
Posted to Culture | Film
/ TV / Theater Review | Politics
(Theory, History, Now)
Song of the Day #1680
Song of the Day: Beverly
Hills 90210 ("Main Theme") [YouTube link], composed by John
E. Davis, opened up the
coming-of-age television teen drama during its ten-year run on Fox.
It was a guilty pleasure, I admit, but I watched all ten seasons, and at least
one of its various spin-offs ("Melrose
Place"). As in all teen-age soap operas, the series had one brooding
young male character, and in '90210',
it was Dylan
McKay, played by Luke
Perry, who died
today at the age of 52, due to complications
from a massive stroke. The only person I ever actually visited from
that zip code was Nathaniel
Branden, back in 1999. Today, however, is a date seared into my own
memory---for my own father died on March 4, 1972, at the age of 55 from a
massive coronary. As you get older, it's only natural that you are reminded of
your own mortality, but at the age of 59, you tend to think that this happens to
folks older than you. At some point, of course, the mathematics tend to outweigh
the thoughts. Still, at 52, Perry
is another person gone too soon. RIP,
Luke. RIP, Dad.
Posted by chris at 02:20 PM | Permalink | Posted to Film / TV / Theater Review | Music | Remembrance