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Re: CHAT: farragos

From:Roger Mills <romilly@...>
Date:Tuesday, June 6, 2000, 17:40
Ditulis John Cowan:
>This led me to recall a still worse farrago, which I learned in the >early 70's from a nostalgia-record commercial. This one is sung to a >medley, and I present it for the shuddersome delectation of listmembers >of a certain age.... > > Blue, I'm blue, heartache on heartache > Blue, I'm blue, now that we are through # My darling, most of all, > I love how you love me # There > I've said it again # Lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely # > I'll send you all my love > In a letter > Sealed with a kiss. # Blue, I'm blue [repeat forever] >
Being of a certain age, I cringe. A Bobby Darin commemorative? In any case from a period when I didn't listen to pop music. Borges somewhere postulated a biography of Napoleon that would detail every time he thought about the pyramids. Herewith my own pop-musical-memory bio: Ch. 1: age 7 or 8, being taken to the local drive-in (in South Dakota! My God, how exotic) and watching the high school kids jitterbug to Miller's In the Mood-- loved it. Ch. 2: same era, piano lessons: a recital piece called Frog in the Forest, mercifully forgotten save the title, and it was in Emaj., still one of my favorite keys (vide Prelude & Fugue #9, WTC II) Ch. 3: a few years later, my older sister (ah, older sisters, what a blessing ;-(( ) discovered boys and love songs, 30s and early 40s, some of which still pop up to bedevil me for a day or two. "The Gypsy", "Deep Purple", "Smoke gets in your eyes"....nothing wrong with them. Ch. 4: mid-50s: most pop music too soupy for words. That's why the first hearing of "Rock around the Clock" was a real jolt. Gerry Mulligan, and the sound track of "The Wild One" added cool jazz (our little Smart Set suffered from a certain nostalgie de la boue), and Laurindo Almeida led to a permanent love of anything Brazilian, and, by circuitous vicus, tangos. Ch. 5: In 62/3, Cousin Brucie of WABC brought Beach Boys, Jan & Dean, the BEATLES et al. -- what a welcome change from the unlistenable glop of previous years. Dylan was big in NYC in those years, never heard him then, but we did catch Tiny Tim when he was nobody. Ch. 6: After the Beatles, I basically stopped listening. Occasional forays to early MTV for a dose of nihilism and covert homoerotica-- all that leather, those colored hankies in back pockets-- did they know what that meant? Did their listeners?? As of now I stick to the comfort food, and range from Perotin to Part. Obconlang: none whatsoever. Sorry to have nattered on so.