Sunday, August 29, 2010
This counts in my book as one of the dreamiest pop numbers ever recorded. The ages of the Flamingos in this video may not quite match their ages in the original recording, but that just adds to the dream-effect. I played guitar in a little-known theatrical art-band called Pancake Haus in the early 90s, and we did this song. It made me very, very happy. Still does.
My love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you.
Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
I only have eyes for you, dear.
The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky,
'Cause I only have eyes for you.
I don't know if we're in a garden,
or on a crowded avenue.
You are here
So am I
Maybe millions of people go by,
But they all disappear from view.
And I only have eyes for you.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Voivod's Nothingface is one of the unsung albums of the last 30 or so years. It's one of those great from-out-of-left-field albums: meta-metal, like a lost SST metal album that never found it's way to South Bay. Dig the snotty-sounding punk rock vocals, gritty bass (worthy of Tracy Pew), and the jagged guitar work, all wrapped up in a fairly visionary "prog-metal" package that thankfully has none of the baggage that goes with that genre (think of Voivod as the anti-Dream Theater).
Nothing Voivod did before or after Nothingface equaled its glory, but some of the psychedelic and pop infusions of Angel Rat were dreamy and inventive, and The Outer Limits has some of the same. Their interpretations of Syd Barrett-era Pink Floyd set them apart even further from metal cliche ("Astronomy Domine" and "The Nile Song").
The above clip is off Canadian T.V. (thank you, Pepsi Co.). It's around the time Nothingface came out ('89). The initial interview with a kind of Canadian Martha Quinn lasts a couple of minutes, and the performance that follows is well worth the viewing. They pulled it off live.