Showing posts with label music of my youth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music of my youth. Show all posts

Friday, May 25, 2012

I guess this was inevitable

All this talk about music of my youth lately has put me in the mood for some ABBA.  Ah....ABBA!



Their Greatest Hits LP is another one I checked out from the library over and over again.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Monday Rambles--Pictorial Edition

Just wanted to try something a little different today.  Enjoy!  The pics are not the best, I know.  I was trying to snap them while watching the little battery icon drain to empty, so I was a little rushed and had no chance for retakes.  Only the finest here at Eddie-torial Comments!

Oh no!  I have the Bank Balance of the Beast (plus change)!



Had to stop at the bank on Saturday to replenish my cash.  I actually had to borrow from Keith at this sale that turned into one of the best I've hit in a while.  It was then that I noticed that my bank account was cursed!  What else could I do?  I had to shop a little more to bring that sucker down to a safer number.  I did it for humanity.

Behold!  The world's largest vintage button!



This is part of the junk set out weekend finds.  More on that later in the week.  (And I know it's not really the largest vintage button, but it's the biggest one I've ever seen!)

Sadly, it wasn't the best week for the musicians of my youth.  Right after Donna Summer, we lost Robin Gibb.  Sixty-three seems awfully young to be passing away.  Linda Ronstadt damn well better hang around for a couple more decades.  Just sayin'.

I loved the disco-era Bee Gees like nobody's business, of course, but my favorite Bee Gees stuff was the pre-disco folk-rock songs they did in the early seventies.  I'd never heard it before Saturday Night Fever came out, but I totally fell in love with it.  I remember checking the Bee Gees Gold album out from the library and being totally shocked at how different it was from the Bee Gees songs that were playing on the radio!

So, here's my tribute video.  My favorite Bee Gees song ever:



Look for more posts this week!




Friday, May 18, 2012

Last Dance, Indeed.



I usually don't get a chance to post when someone famous passes away.  Usually, it falls during one of my non-posting times or else I've already got a ton of posts done and scheduled and don't have time to rearrange things.

I had to make time for this one.  Donna Summer was part of the soundtrack of my high school days.  I wore the grooves off the Last Dance and Bad Girls LP's through repeated listings.  I've never been ashamed of my disco-baby past and I'm not going to start now.

Looking back over Donna Summer vids on YouTube, I'm struck by two things.  First, that's a helluva a voice!  I'd forgotten what a powerhouse vocalist she was.  That woman could sing!  Listen to those high notes and long notes.  Wow!

Secondly, she was making music for the audience to dance to, but she's not really dancing herself.  Kind of refreshing to see a singer concentrating on entertaining folks with her voice rather than her stage show.  I'm going to sound like an old fart when I say this, but those were the days, huh?

Keith tweeted me the news of her death yesterday.  I was on the bus to work at the time, but, for just a few minutes, I was a fifteen year-old again--hanging out with friends, listening to the radio, trying to finish my geometry homework.

And, there she was, playing in the background.

You'll be missed, Donna.  Thanks for the music and thanks for the memories.


Wednesday, December 15, 2010

And then there was the time Olivia Newton-John, ABBA, and Andy Gibb sang a bunch of their songs together





Some thoughts:

As crazy as I was for both Olivia and ABBA when I was in high school, I'm sure I must have seen this when it was on TV. I have absolutely no recollection of it, though. The whole things just screams to be released on DVD! Whatever happened to variety shows and specials?

You know the women in ABBA were just burning with jealousy that Bjorn had kickier boots than they did!

I don't remember Andy Gibb being quite so good looking as he is here. Wonder how he would have held up over the years had he lived?