I played several ZZ Top songs in my earlier life, but none beat this one.
R.I.P. Dusty.
I played several ZZ Top songs in my earlier life, but none beat this one.
R.I.P. Dusty.
…actually two, because whenever one comes into my head the other one follows immediately afterwards, regardless of order.
And I still get tears in my eyes whenever I see that rocking chair.
…actually, the past TWO days… [whimper]
Everything except the drum solo.
Sheesh, what happened to all the good songs?
I’ve linked to the Steve Hackett/orchestral version of Firth of Fifth before, and my apologies for doing so again.
However: did you ever wonder why it’s such a brilliant song? Here’s Doug Helvering, a classical composer who analyzes the piece from a musical theory perspective, and after listening to this exposition, you’ll understand the genius behind Tony Banks’s masterpiece. (It’s long, but definitely worth your time this weekend. If you’re not au fait with the theory terminology, don’t worry: just watch and listen to Doug’s reaction as the music plays.)
And if you want a less-classical take on Genesis, here’s Rick Beato on their Dance On A Volcano.
Note to Reader & Friend Weetabix: share this with your wonderfully-talented daughter, for her take.
Old Bowie (mostly the chorus, of course).
Whenever people tell me that Bowie’s music sucks, my response is always the same: “He changed music; [your favorite band] just played it.”
Nine times out of ten, I’m correct.
On a 60s trip for the past few days, it seems.