The Rolling Stones Family: Brian Jones' Lonely Hearts Club

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2Ролловер: (к последнему фото): Брайан левша или дружеское влияние Джимми?

2Natalilir:

>2Ролловер: (к последнему фото): Брайан левша
>или дружеское влияние Джимми?

Глаз-алмаз)))Это - всего-лишь перевёрнутый негатив)))

Доброй ночи...

...и доброе утро)))

2Rollover:

>...и доброе утро)))

Доброе утро.

Тема для рассказа так и не появилась(((...Впрочем, день ещё только начинается :-)

Привет от Audrey!


- rare

Доброе всем утро!

Здесь можно посмотреть немного ранних фото Стоунз : http://www.rollingstone.com/music/photos/53622/232407/1

А здесь - не большие видеоклипы (в основном - новости с телевидения, но есть кое-что интересное))) : http://www.itnsource.com/compilations/entertainment/celebrity/?lr=S20020702

Здесь тоже есть ,что посмотреть(ролики на французском) :
http://www.ina.fr/art-et-culture/musique/dossier/292/sur-la-voix-des-rolling-stones.200...

Небольшой отрывок из вышедшей в этом году книги "The Beatles vs. The Rolling Stones: Sound Opinions on the Great Rock 'n' Roll Rivalry". Несмотря на её "провокационное" название, оба автора (Greg Kot и Jim DeRogatis, музыкальные критики из Чикаго) с уважением относятся к творчеству обеих команд, предлагая читателям самим сделать выводы и выбор в пользу той или иной точки зрения. Приведённый ниже отрывок касается двух культовых альбомов Стоунз и Битлз - “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” и “Their Satanic Majesties Request.”

JD: When it comes to the psychedelic years, I have to say that it always bugs me that the Beatles are portrayed as the “Acid Apostles of the New Age,” leading rock ’n’ roll into the psychedelic flowering of the mid-‘60s. The Rolling Stones are considered to have sneered at the genre — the drugs, the sounds, and the whole "peace and love" hippie movement — dabbling in it reluctantly, at best, and laughing at it, at worst. Conventional wisdom is that the Stones were mocking “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” with “Their Satanic Majesties Request,” never really buying into the idea of using psychedelic drugs as the portal to journey "toward the white light," to use the phraseology of the time. I’m going to argue that this view isn’t right at all, and that the Beatles and the Stones really got to psychedelia at pretty much the same time, beginning in 1965 and coming to full fruition in 1966.

GK: Yes, the Stones did more than just dabble in the sounds of that era, and the key was Brian Jones. Many remember him as being the purest of the blues purists among the Stones, at least initially, but he was also the guy visiting Morocco to study and record the Master Musicians of Joujouka. During the Stones’ middle period (1965-67), Jones’ influence on those records was profound in the way he was able to bring in all these exotic instruments and help Mick Jagger and Keith Richards turn this blues-rock band into a Swinging London pop group — edgy and nasty, sure, but still a force on the pop charts with distinctive-sounding singles (“Paint It, Black,” “Ruby Tuesday,” “Lady Jane,” “Under My Thumb”). A lot of these instruments, most of them played by Jones, influenced the psychedelic sound that you’re talking about: dulcimer, sitar, marimba, recorder, oboe, Mellotron.


JD: For me, the Beatles’ 1966 album “Revolver” is the best album of this era, and for that matter the best album either of these two bands made. But I also believe the Stones’ acid-rock statement, “Their Satanic Majesties Request,” is a better album than the Beatles’ “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,” which opened the door to the “Summer of Love” in 1967.

GK: You’re nuts. “Satanic Majesties” includes some god-awful music. "Sing This All Together (See What Happens)," "Gomper," "2000 Man" —- those are pretty flimsy tracks, and way more self-indulgent than anything on “Sgt. Pepper’s.” The Stones were a distracted band at the time. When they were making this record, Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, and Brian Jones all had drug busts hanging over their heads, and they sound like they couldn’t bother to actually finish some songs.

JD: The band’s famous line was that the album was made "under the influence of
bail."

GK: Other people in the Stones camp had to step up.

JD: Bill Wyman did more than he had ever done in the studio at that point.

GK: And Nicky Hopkins was a big part as well on keyboards.

JD: Absolutely. But even if the lesser moments are not A-level Stones songs — "On with the Show" could be dismissed as hokey vaudeville, "Sing This All Together" is basically an acid campfire song, and Wyman’s contribution of "In Another Land" is evidence of why he doesn’t have more song credits on Stones albums — they are less offensive than "When I’m Sixty-Four" or "Lovely Rita" and the other weaker moments on “Sgt. Pepper’s.” Here we are at the epicenter of the youth-culture revolt, the high moment of "tune in, turn on, drop out," and Paul McCartney is romanticizing being an old geezer and giving us a love song to a cop! And it doesn’t end there. In "She’s Leaving Home," he sympathizes with Mom and Dad rather than the girl who’s setting off on her own in the first full blush of independence. Again and again, McCartney sympathizes with the establishment on “Sgt. Pepper’s” rather the counterculture. Meanwhile, John Lennon is tripping like a wildebeest, writing one brilliant song about a circus poster ("Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite!") and another, "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds," full of hallucinatory images and bearing the convenient initials L-S-D. Otherwise, he’s pretty much missing in action.

GK: There is an inclusiveness to the Beatles’ psychedelia that the Stones actively resisted. The Stones were still saying "Kiss off!" on “Their Satanic Majesties Request.” In fact, they were booting out their manager and producer Andrew Loog Oldham as they were making that album too, because he didn’t understand it or want to be any part of it either. The Beatles’ vision of psychedelia was partially tongue in cheek with "When I’m Sixty-Four," but there was also a sense of "There’s room for everyone."

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JD: You can’t discount the British class system. There was a side to McCartney, as there was to many of the progressive rockers who got their start after “Sgt. Pepper’s,” that found him very much wanting to be recognized as a capital-A "Artiste," because it wasn’t enough to be a grimy, working-class rock ’n’ roller. Many of the British rockers inspired by “Sgt. Pepper’s” came from art schools, and they wanted to make their parents proud. You get no sense of that from the Stones. In many ways, it’s a much more American attitude. The Beatles put on the old-time costumes of a Victorian band that might play in the park on Sunday afternoons to make old ladies smile. It doesn’t seem like a brave new vision of the future, whereas the cover of “Satanic Majesties” shows the Stones dressed as warlocks, with the threat of dark, dangerous sex magick brewing, as Aleister Crowley might say.

GK: Shtick, I say. But there was no lack of shtick in the “Pepper’s”-era Beatles either, as they created an alter-ego band and played dress-up on the album cover. If you talk about the blockbuster era when artists like Michael Jackson, Fleetwood Mac and Bruce Springsteen were trying to make albums that fit every radio format, in some ways, it starts with “Sgt. Pepper’s.” The Beatles knew they were the biggest rock band in the world, and they made this open-hearted, universal rock record. By playing to the middle, seeking the widest audience possible, they naturally diluted some of what made them great. “Satanic Majesties” is getting a second wind 40 years later because even though it was doing a bit of trend-riding, it did it in a perverse way. It now looks like the more daring record.

JD: Remember that in the chorus of "In Another Land," which Wyman originally entitled "Acid in the Grass," Jagger sings with a sneer, "Then I awoke/Is this some kind of joke?" They are laughing the whole way through! No matter how hard they try, the Stones just can’t pull off the peace-love trip with a straight face.

GK: Listen to "2000 Man," where Jagger sings about what he’s going to be like in the 21st Century: "Oh, daddy, your brain’s still flashin’/Like it did when you were young." He was doing it as a snide joke then, but here he is, the 2000 Man, still at it.

JD: Contrary to some accounts, the Stones did not completely turn away from psychedelia after “Satanic Majesties,” even though it was a flop and roundly panned by the critics. Even Ian Stewart, the most faithful of Stones sidemen, called it "that damn Satanic Majesties album." But echoes of the psychedelic Stones continue with "Child of the Moon," which follows “Satanic Majesties” and is a gorgeous song. There’s also the breakdown in the middle of "Rocks Off" on “Exile on Main Street,” which is pure psychedelia . . .

GK: And "Moonlight Mile" too — a beautiful song that talks about, and sounds like, it was done under a "head full of snow." They did take bits of that legacy and sprinkle it throughout their music. A lot of people think that they took that hard turn on “Beggars Banquet” in 1968, back toward a more linear rock style, because of the utter failure of “Satanic Majesties,” but they retained touches of psychedelia from then on. It’s also interesting where the Beatles went after “Sgt. Pepper’s.” Lennon was fed up with the gimmickry and spending nine months in the studio to make a record. You listen to a song like "I Am the Walrus," and it certainly is psychedelia incarnate, but he’s mocking the whole era in a way. It’s his way of saying, "You’ve got it all wrong, kids. You’re looking for profundity and meaning where there is none." A bit harsh, but it was his way of dealing with the fawning adulation, and the Beatles’ every gesture being hyper-analyzed. I’d agree with him. I look back on “Sgt. Pepper’s” and “Satanic Majesties” as period pieces more than anything else. There is some brilliant stuff on both records, but “Pepper’s” is generally way overrated now and “Satanic” mostly underappreciated. The reality is, they both fall somewhere in the middle of both of those bands’ catalogs.

...И ещё один отрывок - на этот раз из книги "And No One Waved Goodbye" (авторы - Robert Somma и Ron Campisi): Лу Рид рассуждает о Брайане Джонсе:

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Четыре текста с альбома-посвящения Брайану -
"(Thank You) For Being There" (CD by Diderik Groen)

CHELTENHAM

The tree-lined promenade of Cheltenham
Fine display of ornamental bedding plants
Gaumont cinema in Winchcombe Street
The Dawn Run pub for a lunchtime meet
Those terraces look oh so fine
Life just can’t be more sublime
I know it ain’t Memphis
Nor the Isle of Man
But I love Cheltenham.

Go to the Pittville Pump Rooms for a dance
Down to the Pittville Lake for a short romance
Retrace your steps back in real time,
If you lose your dreams I’ll gladly hand you mine
Neptunes fountain, South African memorial
Nowhere life could be more advertorial
You don’t need Paris
You won’t need Port Morant
‘Cos you’ve got Cheltenham

I’d rather be on this wrought-iron work balcony
Than swinging up and down in a coconut tree
I know this ain’t St Petersburg
Big Apple or Japan,
But I love Cheltenham.

I have been to Rome and Marrakech and Havana looked real nice
But nothing attracts my fancy more than this Anglo-Indian paradise
At Queens Circus to the Bar B Q and Waikiki
Listening to Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee
Belzoni, Mississippi gave birth to Otis Span
But there's as much to pay your honour to in good old Cheltenham
Not only to the waters, to Miss Beal or Gustav Holst
But to Lewis Brian Hopkin Jones

A LAMENT FOR BRIAN

Now here's a story I will tell
About a fine young man
You old folks knew him well
No one could keep him from his fate
So one dreadful night the price was paid.

Born in Cotswolds' refined Cheltenham
His parents they did not understand
Why he lived his life in a way that hurt their pride
So they left his suitcase and a note outside.
A father of two before the age of nineteen
But no child or wife could fetter his dreams
He went up to the smoke to see Muddy play
And said I wanna be like the man one day
Named himself Elmo Lewis and he played the slide
Met the Dartford twins & let them join his side
He made his guitar weep and whine and moan
Sayin hey ye boys...... We’ll be the Rollin’ Stones

While golden lights did spread their name
That rolling stone wandered off in fame
He lost his wives, he lost his band
The test of time he just did not stand
One day the morning paper read that he was dead
The guy’s timing was always dodgy the guitar player said death by
misadventure we were told to believe
And the coroner asked why don’t we all agree to agree

And here a young man’s life comes to an end
And I’m not gonna moralize about a life being wasted or being well spend
I’m not going to tell you what is right or what is wrong
But is this the way people get along?

TILL THE HAMMER COMES DOWN

Down Courtfield Road they're walkin’, rock princes, hip nobility
The cops start leaning on me, set out to destroy me
I feel like Dean Moriarty, I gotta take to the road
And burn St Anthony's fire, before my blood runs cold

And I’ll keep on running
I’m gonna keep on goin’
I will keep on rocking
Till the hammer comes down

West Sussex quarter sessions,
Glimmer Twins in the dock
Cross fade, white noise, tape loops...
My mind's locked up
Pissed with bein’ busted
Norman Pilcher‘s pounding my door
I'm completely paralyzed, lord I can't take it no more

And so I’ll keep on running
I’m gonna keep on goin’
I will keep on rocking
Till the hammer comes down

Inner London sessions,
Robert Seaton he will speak out loud
And sentence me down for prison,
He will feel no doubt
I don't stand a chance, how come they be so mean,
oh Alexandra I need your 14 hour technicolor dream

And I shall keep on running
I’m gonna keep on goin’
I will keep on rocking
Till the hammer comes down

LIKE BRIAN

Black and white pictures, full colour dreams
Names that's been lost in the wind
My head's full of questions
Memories crawl back and play movies in the back of my head
A farewell to moments, places & friends
Hello to a foe now to fight
Singers come & stars fade away
And no one plays the blues like Brian.

I read books and wrote letters, knocked too many doors
As people turned their heads without a word
Time travelled with me and I realized
We take and don't give in return
A farewell to the dreams, to the hopes of the lonely
A hello to a foe now to fight
Singers come & stars fade away
And no one will play the blues like Brian

Different cars, different women, different records to play
But the same sun goes down& the same moon rises
The same useless prayers to pray
A farewell to my ideals, my hopes and my dreams
A hello to a faceless foe now to fight
Gone are the days of the young hearted lover
When no one played the blues like Brian.