Friday 11 June 2021

EVENSONG. THAT RICKENBACKER TWELVE-STRING SPIRITUALITY




Roger McGuinn is a mediocre twelve stringist but he struck some pop motherload with the Byrds' fiercely truncated versions of Bob Dylan songs. Like Don McLean with American Pie, McGuinn, to this day, tours the world playing, as well as  talking about and deconstructing The Byrds' version of Tambourine Man. This, reworked from the Book of Ecclesiastes, was one of those ghastly, po-faced, flowerchild,  Peace-Man anthems.  I was quoting from the original scripture to mr dick the prick in the last thread and this popped into my mind;  coked-up, West Coast phoniness or not, it jangles and harmonises along rather nicely, even after all this time.
mr ishmael, drafted 7th September 2013

"Turn! Turn! Turn!", was written by Pete Seeger in the late 1950s and first recorded in 1959. The lyrics – except for the title, which is repeated throughout the song, and the final two lines – consist of the first eight verses of the third chapter of the biblical Book of Ecclesiastes. In late 1965 it was adapted by the American folk rock group the Byrds.

2 comments:

Mike said...

In those days, one had to pretend to like this sort of stuff to pull birds (ie females). I imagine it was the same with the females. OK, just clever marketing to the gullible. Same today with all the wokism.

Pressure is on in a not too subtle way down here to get the jab, despite the fact we have bugger all cases, and way more deaths of people on golf courses hit by stray balls than covid deaths. I'm resisting; certainly will never take the American "vaccines" - which are not actually vaccines but experimental gene modification.

mrs ishmael said...

Not my sort of music, either, mr mike - I thought it was ghastly, back in the land of before-before, but I had a chum who was a fan - she had mastered (mistressed?) the art of that bubble-writing that the Byrds featured on LP covers and could do that elongated-leg with loon-flares in her illustrations of desirable young men. Those desirable young men had nothing in common with the desirable young men of today - for one thing, they had hair, before the water table was contaminated by artificial hormones and caused all blokes to become slapheads on their 21st birthdays.