R.I.P. Bill Withers. There’s worse ways to spend an hour than listening to Menagerie. If you prefer to read, try Rolling Stone‘s profile: Bill Withers: The Soul Man Who Walked Away. Questlove says in it, “Questlove. “Jordan’s vertical jump has to be higher than everyone. Michael Jackson has to defy gravity. On the other side of the coin, we’Bill Withers is the closest thing black people have to a Bruce Springsteen.”
Been listening to Harvest Moon quite a bit when my wife is home, but hard to beat Patsy when spending time alone in quarantine. Stay cheerful, friends. The worst is yet to come.
“When I went to listen to the song, I immediately heard all kinds of weird things in the rhythm: that the chords were falling on weak beats, that the downbeat was displaced, that the drum pattern was misaligned somehow. I wasn’t alone in hearing these things…The song might be intended to be romantic, but it’s so chilly and posthuman sounding that it could be a love song about robots. Pop music is weird right now!”—Ethan Hein, “What is going on in this Ariana Grande song?” EthanHein.com. February 19, 2020
I don’t understand what Ethan is saying, but if I can get my head wrapped around it, it seems like there’s something interesting going on here. Who knew there was so much going on in an Ariana Grande song?
Been revisiting Dave Robuck’s music this weekend. This track doesn’t have slide guitar, but it is beautiful none-the-less. RIP.
Who knew Etta James could be this funky?