005: Glenn Gould, Toccata in Cm (J.S. Bach)

Why do I so respect Glenn Gould? Because his playing is willful, extreme, eccentric. Because it’s utterly engaged.

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111: The Byrds (David Crosby), ‘Everybody’s Been Burned’

David Crosby’s best songs with The Byrds employed a psychedelic sensibility – floating, meandering, precious, delicate, shimmering, as unfettered and fragile as a soap bubble wafting in a marijuana cloud above a Tribal Gathering. ‘Everybody’s Been Burned’ is one of his finest. It has the weight of melody and lyric content and meaning and emotion and passion, and yet it still floats.

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073: Erik Satie, ‘Gymnopédie No. 1’

Erik Satie hung out with Debussy, Ravel, Poulenc, Milhaud, Stravinsky, Cocteau, Duchamp, Picasso, Braque, Man Ray, Breton, Diaghilev and Rene Clair, but no one entered his apartment for the last 27 years of his life. After his death, 84 identical handkerchiefs were found in his wardrobe.

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274: Tim Hardin, ‘Reason to Believe’

“The Perfect Song” and some indulgent navel-gazing. Do I choose the music, or has the music formed me? My personal existentiality as reflected a 2-minute paragon of restraint.

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267: Boz Scaggs, ‘Lowdown’ (“Fade Into Light”)

What a singer. What a musician. What a cool guy.

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265: Dion DiMucci, ‘Abraham, Martin and John’

Dion, from doo Wop to Dylanizer.
More swagger than Jagger.

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263: Lovin’ Spoonful (John Sebastian), ‘Summer in the City’

In which John Sebastian confesses how The Spoonful’s urban heat hit was influenced by a pastoral Israeli folk song. I kid ye not. Back o’ my neck gettin’ dirt and gritty.

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262: Bob Dylan, ‘Went to See the Gypsy’ (“Another Self-Portrait”)

In 1970, Dylan was so set on releasing a terrible album that he left out all the good stuff.
Here’s the good stuff.
Welcome to Dylanland.

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