Posts Tagged ‘Phil Spector’

By Hans Ebert No one said it would be easy. But no one also warned that it would be so damn tough to make it in music. Of course, it wasn’t always like this. But there’s always hope. It’s about finding it that’s what is inspiring and keeps one from falling off the edge or [...]

By Hans Ebert Remember bands? You know, 4-5 guys who played guitars, drums and maybe keyboards with one lead singer who would play with his big hair, and always have the urge to grab his crotch and scream out in a high-pitched voice about back doors and lemons while the guitarist would pose and preen [...]

By Hans Ebert It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry, and it too often takes a death to bring everything into perspective. When John Lennon was fatally shot, many of us went numb. We stopped whatever we were doing, and became one in our sadness. We didn’t need social media [...]

I was listening to a couple of tracks recorded by the Beatles today that are somewhat obscure- “I’ll Be Back”, “You Can’t Do That”, “Rain” with it’s brilliant false ending, and “I’m Looking Through You” as part of my ongoing “therapy” to stay true to music, and believe that there’s a light at the end [...]

“Back in the day”, many of us bought records- wonderfully packaged vinyl records like all the effort and creativity that went into Small Faces’ “Ogden’s Nut Gone Flake”- not only because of the artists, but because of the producers involved, the arrangers, the session musicians, the photographers who made those album covers come alive, the [...]

It’s all about the song and thank gawd for a new generation of singer-songwriters- for some reason, mainly female- like the fantastic Fiona Bevan, 15-year-old Billie Marten, Kaya etc- who write intelligent lyrics with all the right hooks to draw you in and keep you happily imprisoned in their songs. These singer-songwriters also understand the [...]

After watching one of those wretched hotel lounge singers who sounded as if they belong on The Love Boat absolutely murder “California Dreaming” by turning it into some faux jazz scoobee doobee doobeing corn on the knob, I had to go back and listen to the original version by the Mamas And Papas. Forgetting what [...]

Perhaps it’s karma, perhaps it’s a Lamb Korma, perhaps it’s just la la and wah wah and all about timing to find more about myself because I want to and not to appease others and con everyone in the process, but for the past five successive days, I’ve switched on the telly and on has [...]