A couple of reviews of the SFY box set have been printed in both Mojo and Uncut magazines this week. The Mojo one is particularly scathing but the “fortune cookie wisdom” in regards to Jim’s lyrics in the Uncut review isn’t exactly complimentary, either! Although overall, it is a kinder review.
I’m always flicking through the pages of the music mags. Not much really has me stopping for too long. (Perhaps to my detriment? A slow reader’s curse that to be drawn in to read something, you REALLY have to grab their attention – going by my own experience anyway.)
I suppose I am finding myself studying Lou Reed quite a bit of late. Not in an involving and methodical way like I have done with others who end up deeply piquing my musical interest. Bowie very much became a study piece as much as a musical exploration. If I’d have taken an OU degree in English Lit. say, Bowie in some way or other could have ended up the subject of my thesis.
I can feel it possibly going that way now with Lou Reed. Exploring his work deeper. I am certainly starting to feel that sense of the story itself being as important as the music. But I think that is what usually pulls me in to those musical artists I admire and covet most. They are great storytellers, either by encapsulating the narrative verbally, or creating a visual palette of what is being told with an inner visual artist flair. (John Foxx’s description of Jim Kerr being the “the best internal movie director” always springs to mind. It is my favourite description of Jim as a songwriter and it is just so…”on point”, as the whippersnappers say these days).
I really am starting to get that there is much more to Lou than meets the eye.
One of those hallowed snippets of conversations with Jim I’d had in the past was about Stan…but I never looked into the full extend of Stan’s involvement with Mott The Hoople…to the degree that he WAS Mott’s vocalist until Ian Hunter stepped in.
Then a long career as tour manager for the great and good ensues. A life with many a story to it, I’m sure!
I have only gleaned the article on Stan, but I will read it fully tomorrow. You can read the article on Stan by CLICKING HERE
I am now quite a regular listener to Billy Sloan’s show each week on BBC Radio Scotland. This week was a fascinating show, with him asking the big names of music, sport and politics what their favourite gig of all time was.
At the 1 hour, 36 minute mark, you can hear Sir’s choice…won’t spoil it for you…but there is that little undercurrent of PURE FILTH attached to it. Lol (Only just alluding to something Charlie said about the title of this song, once…those dirty, DIRTY boys…I heartily approve!). He even uses the word “ogled” at one point…hmmm. I think I can hear something akin to Hunter And The Hunted now…”The Ogler And The Ogled” – seeing through the eyes of love (as opposed to hate) OH, JIM!
THEN…right towards the end of the show, we hear Sharleen Spiteri talk of her favourite gig:
SIMPLE MINDS AT TIFFANY’S IN 1981! OMG! THE ENVY! THE SHEER RAGING JEALOUSY! YOU LUCKY, LUCKY COW, SHARLEEN!!! You can hear about her “gig of gigs” from the 2 hour, 47 minute mark.
Click the image of Billy below to listen to the show. Hopefully it’ll be listenable to those overseas as well. I may extract those two bits from the show to keep for good, as the “listen again” option is usually only available for 30 days.
It’s a cover, but I love it…and, well, if I am to make a piece for every track on every Simple Minds album…this must be included, for it is a track on Sparkle In The Rain.
Probably should have not used these particular lines, either…but in the context of the song, they hold the most resonance…and…are beautiful…bittersweet…sensual…painful (resonating on a personal level quite a bit right now too).