Today’s Earworm

From old rock band Sweet, all about changes.

I actually met the vocalist/lead guitarist (with the long silver hair, can’t remember his name) at the King’s Arms in Wiltshire with The Englishman.

I think the song is about his dealing with cancer, because apparently he died of it not long ago.

Or it could be about his getting married to some hottie in Vegas immediately after hearing the diagnosis — it’s difficult to tell, because he had a fantastic sense of humor.  Lovely man:  quiet, unassuming, just an ordinary bloke whose band made it big and never let it get to his head.

Looking Back

I have to admit that while I liked Cream’s studio albums, I never cared for their live performances, which one of my musician friends once described as “three guys all playing something at the same time”.

Nevertheless, I would recommend to you all this very sympathetic retrospective of Cream’s founding, flaming and falling…

…followed by a look at their last concert series at the Albert Hall — played, it should be said, when they were old, had lost all their youthful baggage (drugs, booze, pointless squabbling etc.) but still retained more than a few traces of their musical prowess.  Jack Bruce even makes the old and terrible Gibson “violin” EB-1 bass guitar sound okay, which is a feat all by itself, while Eric and Ginger do nothing more than work their usual magic.

It’s not a bad way to spend a couple-three hours on a Saturday.