Just me riffing on John Porcellino:

Special treat: an updated page of every Bob Dylan’s Theme Time Radio Hour show.
Just me riffing on John Porcellino:

Special treat: an updated page of every Bob Dylan’s Theme Time Radio Hour show.
You must be wrong if you think you don’t love me…
Daniel Johnston – “Silly Love”
This is the first song you see Daniel Johnston play in the wonderful documentary about his life, THE DEVIL AND DANIEL JOHNSTON. I couldn’t get it out of my head for a week.
If you’re unfamiliar with Daniel Johnston’s music and art, check out his website, the fansite Rejected Unknown, and the BBC Collective’s page on him.
Here’s a great Youtube clip of his song, “I Had Lost My Mind,” complete with an animated drawing from the documentary:
I promise tomorrow I’m going to post a nice pretty picture up here, but for now, The Dems won, Meg and I just finished kicking the GRE in the nuts, and it’s 60 degrees outside, so we’re going to relax and get the apartment ready for the company we’re having this weekend.
In the meantime, there’s a great article from Slate about R.E.M. versus U2. Sorry Don, but I’m on the R.E.M. side of the fence. I went through my big R.E.M. phase in high school, when I stole borrowed a copy of Reckoning from my girlfriend’s brother. I hadn’t listened to them lately until I found a mint copy of the Murmur LP at Half Price for four bucks. Ooh, did it sound good.
Other things that sound good: Exploding Hearts and this dude.

I remember the days when things were real bad for me
It was right after my accident, when I lost my hand…
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“Moulty” was a song by a Cape Cod garage band called the Barbarians, who in 1964 grew shoulder-length hair, wore sandals, and were fronted by a one-armed drummer with a hook.
Moulty was drummer/singer Victor Moulton, who at the age of 14 had lost his left hand while he was building a pipe bomb, and this 1965 single is a recitation by Moulton (backed not by the other Barbarians, but a cadre of New York session musicians including, allegedly, members of Levon and the Hawks, soon to become the Band) about his accident and how it changed his life. The monologue, written by producer Doug Morris, is sappier than a sugar maple in March, but the combination of the cheesy recitation and the sloppy rock and roll backing, with its drunk-sounding, ragged massed backing vocals, is oddly appealing. The Barbarians didn’t think so, and left Laurie Records soon after the single was released without the band’s consent.
I can’t get enough of this song. It’s so goofy and hilarious, but so earnest. It makes me happy.
If you head over to Rbally, you can listen to a version of Yo La Tengo doing it live with Lenny Kaye (Patti Smith’s guitar player, and the compiler of the original Nuggets collection on which “Moulty” was collected) in 2005. Also, be sure to check out some video of Victor’s one-handed drumming.
“Moulty!”
“I don’t want to throw out any sacred things. What…is sacred? Oh, Romeo and Juliet, for instance. And all music is.”
– Vonnegut, BREAKFAST OF CHAMPIONS
I’ve found music is one of the only really great cures for depression. Yesterday I listened to Carl Perkins’ “Everybody’s Trying To Be My Baby” probably half a dozen times:
well they took some honey from a tree / dressed it up and called it me
everybody’s tryin’ to be my baby
i went out last night ’bout half past four / fifty women knocking on my door
everybody’s tryin’ to be my baby
Now, there’s some debate as to whether Perkins wrote the song or not (there was a swing band in the 30s who did a song by the same name), but regardless: what possesses somebody to write such a ridiculous song? Do you think Carl Perkins’ life was really like that?
I prefer to think that whoever wrote the song was just using their imaginations. What if, instead of being lonely, a million women were chasing you around? What if, instead of being a nobody, everybody in the world wanted a piece of you?
There could even be a little trace of menace in the song. I mean, does this guy ever get any alone time? If you swapped “to be my baby” with “to get my money,” you’d have a paranoid celebrity song, wouldn’t you?
Either way, I like the song, and it makes me feel happy.
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