Reminiscing (Part 2)

Still going strong hanging photos n’ stuff.  God I love the smell of dust.  Kelly, not so much.  But regardless, the accumulated pile of crap in our spare room is definitely dwindling down to empty boxes with most things finding a new home on our walls somewhere. Part two then of this afternoons vinyl agenda is the amazing ‘Barabajagal‘  album by Donovan.

Donovan‘Barabajagal’ is the 8th album release from British singer-songwriter Donovan.  It was released in the United States on August 11th, 1969 on Epic Records, but wasn’t ever released in the UK because of a continuing contractual dispute that also prevented the tunes ‘Sunshine Superman’, ‘Mellow Yellow’, and ‘Hurdy Gurdy Man’ from being released in the UK (none of which are featured on this particular album).

What is striking about this particular album is the awesome lead in title track (as well as the track ‘Trudi‘) featuring the Jeff Beck Group (with both Rod Stewart and John Paul Jones), and the trippy ‘Atlantis’  which recounts the folktale of the long lost fictitious city popularized by the Greek philosopher Plato.  There are some other cool tunes as well, of which, ‘I Love My Shirt‘  is definitely not one of them.  I mean, really, a song about getting dressed in the morning?  How much LSD does one have to take before that becomes a viable idea for a song?

However, intermingled here are soft, lyrical, spaced-out folk, hard psychedelia, children’s songs, anthems to free love (along with a lusty appreciation of the fairer sex that runs throughout the album), and even antiwar sentiments (‘To Susan on the West Coast Waiting’).

And so it goes…

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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