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kyburgTrigun wankage continues.
And I found a collection at Costco Saturday of Carpenters hits on CD.
The Manilow stuff is bad enough, neh? You grew up in the eighties, whaddaya you know.
35th Anniversary Edition. *faints*
Richard Carpenter is one of those people I miss. And likely, it's a good thing to miss him - reading the liner notes to this collection, I perceive one thing and one thing only.
Richard Carpenter is one bitter pill these days.
Does he have cause? Only if he has a the magical ability to ignore what life has been like in the last 25 years - and I don't know what he's done since Karen died except remix and release the collections of things that had been half-done or in slush piles when she passed.
They're lovely. But the stuff is finite. And after that, there's nothing.
I don't know who or how music came to them - I only know that the later catalogs are peppered with things they chose to press that while were done well, were insipid shadows of what other people did with them - and made hits out of them.
Things like "Man Smart, Woman Smarter" that Richard Palmer put out. They did it first, but Palmer made a hit out of it.
I listened to all of these tunes when they were on vinyl - and the records were both my sister's and I's. Which meant they were played to death - the sound got "furry" and full of crackles, pops and skips. One of the last things I did last night was take the CD into the living room and play a few tracks on the big system with the sound UP. Amazing.
And then this song jumped out at me. A discarded ballad out of all of the ballads they had recorded for that one album - and the phrasing just kicks ass over the version that went to #1.
For Barry Manilow.
There was only one work lead of it - but Richard took it back in the studio and made something pressable out of it. According to him, you can hear Karen turning the pages of the lyric sheet between the first chorus and the second verse.
Carpenters - "Trying to Get the Feeling Again"
What a trip.
Courtney Love is still alive, and Karen Carpenter is dead. Some days, you wonder - a very bitter pill indeed.
*sighs*
Oh, and one more thing - If this got any cuter, it would hurt.
And I found a collection at Costco Saturday of Carpenters hits on CD.
The Manilow stuff is bad enough, neh? You grew up in the eighties, whaddaya you know.
35th Anniversary Edition. *faints*
Richard Carpenter is one of those people I miss. And likely, it's a good thing to miss him - reading the liner notes to this collection, I perceive one thing and one thing only.
Richard Carpenter is one bitter pill these days.
Does he have cause? Only if he has a the magical ability to ignore what life has been like in the last 25 years - and I don't know what he's done since Karen died except remix and release the collections of things that had been half-done or in slush piles when she passed.
They're lovely. But the stuff is finite. And after that, there's nothing.
I don't know who or how music came to them - I only know that the later catalogs are peppered with things they chose to press that while were done well, were insipid shadows of what other people did with them - and made hits out of them.
Things like "Man Smart, Woman Smarter" that Richard Palmer put out. They did it first, but Palmer made a hit out of it.
I listened to all of these tunes when they were on vinyl - and the records were both my sister's and I's. Which meant they were played to death - the sound got "furry" and full of crackles, pops and skips. One of the last things I did last night was take the CD into the living room and play a few tracks on the big system with the sound UP. Amazing.
And then this song jumped out at me. A discarded ballad out of all of the ballads they had recorded for that one album - and the phrasing just kicks ass over the version that went to #1.
For Barry Manilow.
There was only one work lead of it - but Richard took it back in the studio and made something pressable out of it. According to him, you can hear Karen turning the pages of the lyric sheet between the first chorus and the second verse.
Carpenters - "Trying to Get the Feeling Again"
What a trip.
Courtney Love is still alive, and Karen Carpenter is dead. Some days, you wonder - a very bitter pill indeed.
*sighs*
Oh, and one more thing - If this got any cuter, it would hurt.
