Saturday, 27 December 2014

Half a century of music

50 years of tunes.

A list sort of thing.

We all love lists.

And here is mine.  My 50 albums, one per year, for the past half century.

It'll be good to see what the next 50 years bring... 


1965
John Coltrane
A Love Supreme
1966
Bob Dylan
Blonde on Blonde
1967
John Coltrane
Expression
1968
Bob Dylan
John Wesley Harding
1969
Captain Beefheart
Trout Mask Replica
1970
Van der Graaf Generator
H to He, Who Am The Only One
1971
Miles Davis
Jack Johnson
1972
Stevie Wonder
Talking Book
1973
Bruce Springsteen
Greetings From Asbury Park NJ
1974
Randy Newman
Good Old Boys
1975
Bruce Springsteen
Born to Run
1976
Stevie Wonder
Songs in the Key of Life
1977
Wire
Pink Flag
1978
Captain Beefheart
Shiny Beast
1979
Michael Jackson
Off the Wall
1980
Young Marble Giants
Colossal Youth
1981
The Fall
Slates
1982
The Fall
Hex Enduction Hour
1983
The Fall
Perverted by Language
1984
The Minutemen
Double Nickels on the Dime
1985
New Order
Low Life
1986
New Order
Brotherhood
1987
Big Black
Songs About Fucking
1988
Sonic Youth
Daydream Nation
1989
De La Soul
3ft High & Rising
1990
The Sundays
Reading Writing & Arithmetic
1991
My Bloody Valentine
Loveless
1992
Neil Young
Harvest Moon
1993
American Music Club
Mercury
1994
Portishead
Dummy
1995
Muslimgauze
Salaam Alekum, Bastard
1996
The Blue Nile
Peace at Last
1997
Spiritualized
Ladies & Gentlemen We Are Floating  In Space
1998
Madonna
Ray of Light
1999
The Flaming Lips
The Soft Bulletin
2000
Laura Cantrell
Not the Tremblin Kind
2001
Sparklehorse
It's A Wonderful Life
2002
Wilco
Yankee Hotel Foxtrot
2003
Paddy McAloon
I Trawl the Megahertz
2004
Wilco
A Ghost Is Born
2005
Camille
Le Fil
2006
Bob Dylan
Modern Times
2007
Shellac
Excellent Italian Greyhound
2008
Coldplay
Viva La Vida
2009
Bob Dylan
Christmas In the Heart
2010
The National
High Violet
2011
Nils Frahm
Felt
2012
Nils Frahm
Screws
2013
Courtney Barnett
A Sea of Split Peas
2014
John Luther Adams
Become Ocean

Saturday, 13 December 2014

"Totally Shuffled" extract-Stevie Wonder

Because I've just heard a Stevie Wonder track on BBC Radio 6 thought it would be fitting to post this...

extracted from "Totally Shuffled -A Year of Listening to Music on a Broken iPod"



December 9th

Stevie Wonder- If You Really Love Me-At the Close of A Century

Stevie Wonder has seemingly been around forever, but he’s only 62 years old. Not 63 until May 2013. If you are in your early twenties, then 62 seems a long way off, but as I write this he’s only eleven years older than I am. Actually he’ll always be 11 years older than me, but that’s beside the point. Bob Dylan is 71, and there’s nearly as much of an age gap between him and Wonder as there is between me and Wonder. Mick Jagger is 69, Paul McCartney is 70, Smokey Robinson is 72. All those who I’d consider as contemporaries of Wonder-in the matter of age- are considerably older than he is. It’s staggering.   

I can’t remember a time when Stevie Wonder wasn’t having hit records and being a massive star. “Fingertips”, his debut single reached number 1 on the Billboard charts when he was 13 years old and I was barely 18 months. I could map significant events in my life alongside what Stevie Wonder was doing at the time.  Starting at school: “A Place in the Sun”. Primary school years:  For Once in My Life”, “My Cherie Amour”. Starting secondary school: “Superstition”.  O levels and leaving school; “Sir Duke”. College years:  “Sir Duke”, “Happy Birthday”.  Getting married:  My Eyes Don’t Cry”.  Birth of my children: “For Your Love”.   

It’s got to be said that hit-wise it’s got a bit quiet for Stevie in the past couple of decades, but he’s been there or thereabouts literally all of my life i.e. he is the embodiment of “when I was knee-high to a grasshopper” and “before I could walk”. Not only do I feel as if he’s always been around, but it also seems like I’ve grown up with him. Spiritually, Steveland Hardaway Morris is the black, blind, American genius musician brother I never had.

This came home to me really when I saw him play at Glastonbury in 2010. I’d obviously known all of his hits and more-I had the classic albums and seen countless videos, but nothing could have prepared me for what was, without a word of a lie, one of the greatest live performances that I have ever seen. I remembered reading a review of one of his shows in the NME at the height of post-punk fervour and being surprised at how effusive the whole piece was. At the time, Stevie Wonder didn’t seem especially relevant and the writer who wrote the review was much more associated with the more obscure offerings from the hippest labels at the time.  For some reason this review had remained something that I was been vaguely aware of and I’d always thought that if I had the chance to see Wonder then I should do. The fact that he was headlining Glastonbury was purely co-incidental but, as it turned out, very fortuitous.

I expected a bit of a Las Vegas type turn from Wonder and although I was quite looking forward to it, nothing at all could have prepared me for what I saw. There was hit after hit. The set list was fantastic-from “My Eyes Don’t Cry” opening it to the brilliant conclusion of “Happy Birthday”. I have never been at a gig where on so many occasions I’ve ended up with a lump in my throat, a tear in my eye and the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. It was a total hour and a half of sheer brilliance. 

From that moment on I’d crawl over broken glass to see Stevie Wonder play live once again. 





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