Sunday, September 3, 2017

Barbara Rubin, Lou Reed - 
Rubin was an avant-garde filmaker in New York in the 60s. According to Wikipedia, she "left New York in the late sixties, married, and joined a Hasidic sect. She died of a postnatal infection in France in 1980 after giving birth to her fifth child. She was 35."

Kurt Cobain - 
I like Mark Twain's remark about cats. “When a man loves cats, I am his friend and comrade, without further introduction."
I wonder if Cobain was packing heat in this photo.
Barbara Rubin - 
In your face.
Clara Bow and cat - 
I've always had a real thing for these silent babes. For me, the B&W photography and silence puts them in a special and mysterious space. Love 'em.
James Dean and his cat, Marcus - 
There's nothing better than a kitten, I say.
Kate Bush with her cat - 
In grad school, a friend of mine was a total music freak—he ran a rock program on KUCI, and I'd occasionally help out—and he followed all the latest bands, especially punksters. But when Bush came out with her "Hounds of Love" album—which is decidedly non-punk—he nearly quit everything just to go see her. I sorta understood. Unique.

I was a big Mott the Hoople fan when I started college (UCI) in 1973. Hunter was the band's songwriter. Still love this stuff. Like most great bands, this one fell apart, and everyone went his separate way. Hunter has hung on. I think he's about 70 [no he's 78!]. I'm gettin' up there, too.
So much to do.

I do believe Hunter scared this girl somehow. As I recall, the band lacked a change of outfits for this tour. I bet they were nasty.
Written by Cat Stevens. Nice song, a throw-away performance, but I've always liked it anyway.
What's not to love?
Etheridge always gives a terrific performance of this song.
I have always loved the Turtles, who actually played on their recordings, unlike most So Cal bands. (In LA, backing tracks were often done by the so-called "wrecking crew.") The Turtles (or "Tyrtles") never took themselves too seriously, but they made some great and fun music anyway. Howard Kaylan's a great singer.

The label kept demanding a hit like "Happy Together," so singer Howard Kaylan wrote this parody of that song ("Your looks intoxicate me, even though your folks hate me"!). Nevertheless, it was a hit, and I loved it. Love the drummer. "Et cetera."


Heathcliff, it's me, I'm Cathy
I've come home, I'm so cold
Let me in through your window

1 comment:

Bob C. said...

Where's a pic of Roy with his cat?

Roy's obituary in LA Times and Register: "we were lucky to have you while we did"

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