Showing posts with label 1989. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1989. Show all posts

Friday, April 16, 2021

Bill Drummond - "The Man" Vinyl, Album, 1989 (Bar/None Records)

 


Bill Drummond is a Scottish Jack-of-all-trades, which means he's a writer, A&R at Warner Brothers Records, conceptional artist, record producer, manager & producer of Echo & the Bunnymen, and a member of KLF. Recently he is on a world tour where he will produce 25 paintings by the year 2025. Oh, and he also made a solo album, "The Man" in 1989.

For someone who has almost a DADA-like approach to art and business, making this album comes as a surprise. 12 extremely well-crafted and produced songs that have a country-leaning but something twisted-like in its performance. A strong Scottish accent, at times it reminds me of Bob Dylan's "Nashville Skyline," only that it is suspicious that such an out-there artist like Dylan would make a 'straight' country album in Nashville. With songs like "Julian Cope is Dead," one suspects a tongue deep in the cheek, but on the other hand, it is a gorgeous album. A trebly solid electric guitar and lovely steel guitar throughout the album make it both a toe-tapper as well as a profound listening experience. 

The front and back of the album cover are so dull that one has to make it into an artistic statement of some sort. Still, the performance and the quality of the songs are remarkable. They can be looked at as some kind of 'art performance.' Still, I think in actuality, they are very straightforward works of beautiful melodies and, of course, being Drummond, understanding what makes a pop song work. For sure, an essential album to have in one's collection of crazed rock n' roll managers, such as Joe Meek and  Malcolm McLaren (who one can make comparisons with Drummond). If you see this album in the bins, get it.

Monday, January 18, 2021

1989 Album Releases Important to Tosh

 




My life totally changed when I got married on Christmas Eve in 1988. In 1989, we took a trip to Japan for three weeks. We had a marriage ceremony or reception in Moji-ko, on the island of Kyushu, and then mostly spent our time in Tokyo. When we came back from this trip, we almost immediately went back to Japan due to an illness in the family on the Japanese side. My wife went first, and then a few weeks later, I had to join her. Basically, I had to drop everything in my life to be with her in Japan to deal with this medical crisis. And also, there were vista issues where we couldn't come back to America. So, I was exiled from America and living in Japan. Like most of my life, nothing was planned. I arranged for someone to take care of our apartment, which included my library and record collection. I remember I brought for the trip Roland Barthes "Empire of the Senses," his book on Japan, and a few Mishima novels. Other than that, I pretty much abandoned everything, or my life in America was on hold. Once in Japan (again), I avoided Western music, except for Tin Machine (die-hard Bowie fan) and Roy Orbison's "Mystery Girl." My new discoveries on my exile were Harumi Hosono's "Omni Sight Seeing," Ryuchi Sakamoto's "Beauty," and the best of all, Jun Togawa's "Tokyo No Yaban," a compilation of her older work.