And he said / “Who are you to go against the word of my father? And / Who are you? the scum of the earth” / No we are just we are just we are just teens of style / Oh we are just we are just we are just teens of style
There were people getting drunk, there were people getting high / They were falling to pieces right before my eyes / And I said “mmhmm” a lot (mmhmm)
And there was one guy there who kept asking me how does it are you sure feel and I / Didn’t even you don’t want to know how to talk about begin to answer what you’re / Experiencing that question and I just said so I just said no I don’t want to talk about it
So there I was, just another shitbag civilian / Afraid of the cops when I was outside, afraid of my friends when I was inside / And I grew tired of the scene / And then my dad showed up
May 26th, this Friday of Memorial Day Weekend is indeed special, a day of joy and reflection. Well, it’s the anniversary of the day I asked my wife out. Seems odd we’d celebrate “the Friday” rather than the day the wedding bells rang but then again, how magical is a chance rendezvous that changes the course of people’s lives?
Sunshine, sunshine is that a cloud across your smile / Or did you dream again last night / It’s best you rest inside a while / As blue doesn’t seem to suit you right / Things ain’t what they used to be / I say pain and rain and misery / Illness in the family / And sunshine means a lot to me, I say sunshine
This Friday finds me in the “Sunshine State” visiting my dad Kenny who recently lost his sprawling New York City apartment only to be trapped by the heat and humidity in a condo surrounded by prescription pills and luggage.
It’s not bad or depressing here but it will take your Idelic host this hour of song to shake my blues. The truth is that I’ve never been a Miami kind of guy. I don’t sniff white powder, wear white shoes or shirts, and I don’t understand spanish soap operas.
On May 26, the legendary Miles Davis would have turned 90 years old. To commemorate his birthday, Columbia/ Legacy will release Everything’s BeautifulMay 27, smartly crafted collection of songs produced by Robert Glasper. The record blends a diverse group of master takes and outtakes from across Davis’ Columbia catalog with an impressive lineup of contemporary artists and musicians to create original interpretations.
“I didn’t want to do just a remix record,” Glasper noted when discussing the 11-song set. “My idea was to show how Miles inspired people to make new art.”
Realizing that “Miles didn’t have one audience,” Glasper recruited a legion of guest artists to add to the magic of the project including familiar collaborators like R&B musicians Erykah Badu, Ledisi, Bilal, and KING. They are joined by British soul singer-songwriter Laura Mvula, hip-hop producer Rashad Smith, Grammy-nominated Australian neo-soul quartet Hiatus Kaiyote, rapper/ singer Phonte, rapper/ producer Illa J, jazz guitarist John Scofield who was in Miles Davis’ band, and the legendary Stevie Wonder.
“I am living in the spirit of Miles when I am doing what I’m doing because I am documenting my time period. I’m documenting what’s around me. I’m documenting who I am now, where music is now,” notes Glasper.
I really love you and I mean you / The star above you, crystal blue / Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you
I wouldn’t see you and I love to / I fly above you, yes I do / Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you
Floating, bumping, noses dodge a tooth / The fins a luminous / Fangs all ’round the clown / Is dark below the boulders hiding all / The sunlight’s good for us / ‘Cause we’re the fishes and all we do / The move about is all we do / Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you
This Friday the 13th has me dreaming deeply. As I recall, the night before last featured my ex-roommate’s orange ’70s Porsche and a sudden gigantic explosion on the horizon? FTW?
Amame dos veces, nena / amame dos veces hoy / amame dos veces, chica / me estoy llendo lejos / amame dos veces chica / Una para mañana una para tan solo hoy / amame dos veces / me estoy llendo lejos…
As I sit to write, it’s deep into the night of Cinco De Mayo. Honestly I was pretty moody until I had tacos for lunch yesterday. It’s funny how a simple thing like a song or plate of tacos can teleport me to serenity. Props to the Candela Taco Bar on La Brea for keeping the old family tradition of the “cinco celebration” alive. The Candela’s warmth and hot sauce flipped my day.
This week the Idelic Hour is celebrating “el cinco” as well. In many ways it’s a predictable theme for the hour’s playlist.
The 11th Annual ASCAP “I Create Music” EXPO kicked off last weekend at the Loews Hollywood Hotel in Los Angeles. The event opened with ASCAP’s Annual Membership Meeting featuring an introductory performance by OMI, singing his worldwide chart-topping hit, “Cheerleader.”
President and award-winning songwriter Paul Williams also spoke about being a songwriter, and ASCAP’s role in improving songwriters’ livelihoods through Capitol Hill advocacy, while ASCAP CEO Elizabeth Matthews shared the news of ASCAP’s crazy $1 billion plus revenue.
EVP Membership John Titta hosted two stellar performances and short discussions—first with the songwriting power trio of Chris DeStefano, Brett James, and Priscilla Renea performing their hit “Somethin’ Bad” (Miranda Lambert and Carrie Underwood), written at an ASCAP SongCamp.
I’m back from a fun and dusty week in the desert. As I strolled the polo fields of Coachella it was hard not to think about those last images of Woodstock—hippies wandering through fields of garbage to heavy Hendrix riffs. I believe that was the symbolic end of the ’60s generation.
Losing Prince has also been hard. The Artist’s departure weighed heavy on my dear wife’s heart—almost as hard as the death of our sweet kitty, Lu Lu.
How could I knock poor Susan? Although I’m not the biggest fan of “The Artist,” I liked him. He was truly on top of the ’80s and I dare say, so was I.
The store itself is definitely worth checking out for vinyl afficianados- and is Malibu’s only vinyl shop! Curated by Sig Sigworth, Concord’s Senior VP of Catalog Management & Development, the store carries over 900 titles, including new releases, reissues, and box sets in a wide range of genres, as well as t-shirts and books. Juber himself also had copies of his last full length vinyl LP for sale—the moody masterpiece Under an Indigo Sky, released in 2013 on Solid Air Records, featuring a mix of classic pop/jazz standards.
Juber’s performance among the laid-back vibe of the beautifully arranged record shop was both intimate and virtuosic, a rare treat for guitar god fans and music lovers alike. Juber was voted the “Fingerstyle Guitarist Of The Year,” with the China Post calling him “one of the world’s most remarkable acoustic guitarists,” and he certainly lived up to the hype.
Today marks the sixth Friday that I’ve dropped an Idelic Hour on the first week of Coachella. A lot has changed, but the essentials of a week in the desert seeing music with other folks is still fairly intact. (Yes, I know backstage is not as fun and the stealing a golf cart is no longer…)
Back in 2010 sharing a Coachella playlist to hip a friend and music heads used to be somewhat exciting. The ego rush of facilitation—music discovery—used to be exciting and righteous. Now…we’re in a “post streaming depression.”
This week Obama came to Hollywood while the Sunset Strip was lined with Guns N’ Roses billboards. I had to wonder if the “funky Prez” is down with the G&R? Maybe the Prez came for the band’s surprise appearance at the Troubadour? I missed it, but I’ll see the band perform at Coachella. It’s interesting, but not as interesting as seeing what happens when or if Deep Purple take the stage at tonight’s Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony.
For those not too stoned in the ’70s to notice, this was the band who first wore black and played heavy guitar riffs. I can only speak for growing up in New York City, but if you were a guilty as sin, juvenile ’70s drug store cowboy, this was your fucking band. (By the way, can you image if Tommy Bolin played in Guns? Wow!)