“Back in 1999, I recall somebody somewhere putting forth the argument that Bob Dylan’s Visions of Johanna was the single greatest record of the twentieth century. Something to do with the line about the ghost of ‘lectricity howling in the bones of her face, or maybe it was the part about infinity going up on trial. Either way, he was talking about the studio version that showed up on Blonde on Blonde, which is weird, because that’s not even the best version, which is the 1966 live take that did the rounds on bootlegs for years, then finally showed up on the Biograph box set. Something about it being pared down to just Bob, guitar, harmonica, voice – nothing else getting in the way of his accelerated brain and the amphetamine precision of the impossible images it was putting forth. Which is entirely the point, I think. Young genius stepping up to his confusion, surfing its twists and convolutions, letting it take him places he could never have imagined existed … and then finding a way to channel it all to into breath and voice and words. Call it a song. A damned fine one. Yet not beyond parody.” (Philip Random)
The Solid Time of Change is our overlong yet incomplete history of the so-called Prog Rock era – 661 selections from 1965 through 1979 with which we hope to do justice to a strange and ambitious time indeed, musically speaking.
Part Thirty-Five of the journey went as follows:
Emerson Lake + Palmer – from the beginning
Isaac Hayes – Theme from Shaft
Deodato – Also Sprach Zarathustra
Beatles – across the universe
Rolling Stones – 2000 light years from home
Queen – ogre battle
Queen – the fairy feller’s master-stroke
Queen – nevermore
Jesus Christ Superstar London Cast – Overture
Manfred Mann’s Earth Band – father of night father of day
Frank Zappa – Big Swifty
Steve Hackett – spectral mornings
Steve Hackett – land of a thousand autumns
Steve Hackett – please don’t touch
Steve Hackett – the voice of Necam
Steve Hackett – Icarus Ascending
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Donovan b-side from before he started up with smoking banana peels, going all sunshine superman. The image is of a young back country Scottish guy doing a pretty solid early-Dylan-beat-vagabond thing, then stumbling into London just in time to catch things at the brink of starting to swing, trying to make sense of it, digging the slowness.
Donovan’s gotten a raw deal over the years, oft dismissed as that hippie-dippy lightweight who got his ass handed to him by Bob Dylan in that movie. But actually listen to the music, particularly some of the non radio hits, and a fuller picture emerges of a guy that was onto something uniquely his own, both musically (working the psychedelic edges with some very hot players) and lyrically: go looking for a good girl, end up at the edge of Hades, facing down the legions of Lucifer himself. Such are the blues. Just ask Bert.