Thursday Afternoon Vinyl

The work day is almost over, the rain has held up and there’s a good chance we still might get out the bike after all.  Maybe.  I still have two hours to go though and I’ve been making some good progress through the ‘ol record collection this week so I’m pressing forward with another archived goodie, the ‘The Who By Numbers‘  album by The Who. (I guess you probably could have figured that out by the title alone, eh?)

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Released in 1975, this represents the bands 7th release over all.  Pete Townshend himself has claimed that the band recorded practically every song he had written for the album, partially due to a writer’s block that he was experiencing at the time.  The songs on the album were, for the most part, more introspective and personal than many other songs that the band had released.  Townshend had his 30th birthday in May, 1975 and was struggling with the idea of being too old to play rock-and-roll and that the band were losing their relevance.  He began to feel disenchanted with the music industry, a feeling that he carried into his songs. He said of the songs on the album:

“[The songs] were written with me stoned out of my brain in my living room, crying my eyes out… detached from my own work and from the whole project… I felt empty.”

Poor Petey.

So what does he do?  He writes a song about boobie sex because, yeah, what other way to reinvent yourself as being relevant than pen a song about titty-fucking.

Good on ya, mate.

Oh, don’t believe me?

Mama’s got a squeeze box
She wears on her chest
And when Daddy comes home
He never gets no rest.

‘Cause she’s playing all night
And the music’s all right
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night.

No?

How about:

She goes, squeeze me, come on and squeeze me
Come on and tease me like you do
I’m so in love with you
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night

Still, no?

Well how about the chorus:

She goes in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out…

Fact.

I bet you’ll never listen to that song with the same perspective again, will you?

The rest of the album you could consider as Townsend’s confessional singer/songwriter album, as he chronicles his problems with alcohol (‘However Much I Booze‘), women (‘Dreaming From the Waist‘  and ‘They Are All in Love‘), and life in general.

Sure it may not be their best work as a band but, shit, that doesn’t make it any less of a fun listen…even if just for the titty-fucking song.  This is pretty evident in that my version has definitely made the rounds and is a little worse of the wear condition-wise and is loaded with little snaps, crackles and pops.  I’m not too bothered though as Who albums, in my humble opinion, typically get more enjoyable with a few mars, or “character” as I call it when it comes to records.

And this record, as it so happens, has lots of “character”.

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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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