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New Orleans Music in October

Arthur — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 21:32:05 +0000

New Orleans bars where you’ll find music 7 days a week

Hendrix in Toronto

Arthur — Fri, 19 Mar 2004 07:00:00 +0000

Recently discovered photographs of Hendrix’s two Toronto concerts (and subsequent court appearences). I was at both concerts.

Blues and Rhythm

Arthur — Fri, 20 Feb 2004 21:49:00 +0000

The most succinct definition of “pop” and “R&B” I’ve ever read:

The separate designation of pop and R&B bears explaining. Pop in the record industry is a euphemism for white; R&B means black. Until 1949 Billboard listed music by black artists as “race” records, but then a staffer named Jerry Wexler coined the term rhythm and blues. This is about all that has changed (though the industry has found other euphemisms, including “soul” and “urban”). A rock record by a black artist is automatically R&B – regardless of its sound – unless white people buy it, at which point it is said to “cross over” to the pop charts. Since white record buyers outnumber blacks by a large margin, a crossover hit means a bigger payoff.

Hit Men: Power Brokers and Fast Money Inside the Music Business

Dancin’ Ross

Arthur — Fri, 26 Sep 2003 11:19:00 +0000

I didn’t know geeks could dance like this. (Quicktime; via Celsius1414; also posted to MetaFilter.)

King of Canada

Arthur — Tue, 22 Jul 2003 19:24:00 +0000

Elvis Costello, accompanied by Steve Nieve, played a rapturously received concert at the Orpheum in Vancouver last night. The duo format gave both musicians room to stretch, play with the settings of songs from throughout Costello’s career and debut several ballads from his upcoming album "North". They closed the show with the title track, which oddly enough, doesn’t appear on the record; it’s described as a "special track available from the internet," but I can’t find it. The lyrics below are from www.elviscostello.info:

The East has that Englishmen
And the rising sun
The West has the open plains
And how they were won
On Independence Day
For all it’s worth
You can ring those southern belles
I’m going
North

Up where the rushing rivers run and salmon leap
I could even get there in my sleep
Give me the ice and snow
Time to go…
North

So run up a banner and we’ll stand underneath
You gave me a starry flag
For one with a leaf
I’m on the borderline
I jump back and forth
There’s nothing to stop me now
I’m heading…
North

Up where the polar bears and moose and geese will play
And some of them address you en français
Give me the ice and snow
Time to go…
North

And so I must leave you all
Alas and alack
And though we are parting now
I’ll always come back
So as the compass points
That’s where I’ll be
But if you could only see
The perfection of…

North
It’s something I will always carry in my heart
A place when dreams begin and life can start
Who cares what people know?
Let me go…
North