It’s 90 degrees in NY. Time for summer jams.
All the story with none of the Spielberg.
Henry Goodman fooled me. His accent is flawless.
For a recent trip I purchased Hunky Dory. I was familiar with tracks from it, but had not heard the entire thing. Quite good. I liked it aside from “Kooks,” which sounds like montage music from a bad Hal Ashby film.
I can never remember the name of this album. It seems to me it should have been titled “Changes” or “Oh, You Pretty Things.” Either title would go well with the cover art. But I guess I’m not David Bowie.
Thanks to Bowie I realized I have been mispronouncing Andy Warhol’s name. I had been pronouncing it Wore-hall. But it’s not. It is actually War-hole. Somehow I transposed the vowels. Thanks, David.
“Kooks” is an ode to he and Angela’s son while he was still in utero (their son, not David).
I thank you for that information. It now makes more sense, but I still don’t care for it.
I don’t suppose you like “Laughing Gnome” either?
My wife loves listening to Carole King. She has this album as well as a collection that also has songs written by King but recorded by others.
She and Carly Simon were on everywhere, it seemed.
One of the records I’ve found in the house after the 'rents died was of her live at the Roundtable in NYC entitled, “It Happened One Night”, recorded in 1961. I have a reissue, as according to Wikipedia, the label was Roulette; mine is on the Forum label.