How Leonard Cohen & David Bowie Faced Death Through Their Art: A Look at Their Final Albums

When Leonard Cohen released You Want it Dark­er in late 2016, some sus­pect­ed that it would be his last album. When the 82-year-old singer-song­writer died nine­teen days lat­er, it felt like a reprise of David Bowie’s pas­sage from this mor­tal coil at the begin­ning of that year in which we lost so many impor­tant musi­cians: just two days after the release of his album Black­star, Bowie shocked the world by dying of an ill­ness he’d cho­sen not to make pub­lic. Both Cohen and Bowie’s fans imme­di­ate­ly dou­bled down their scruti­ny of what turned out to be their final works, find­ing in both of them artis­tic inter­pre­ta­tions of the con­fronta­tion with death.

The title track of You Want It Dark­er, says the nar­ra­tor of the Poly­phon­ic video essay above, “is not just any song, but the cul­mi­na­tion of many med­i­ta­tions on Cohen’s own mor­tal­i­ty. The result is a haunt­ing­ly accusato­ry song towards his own god.”

This analy­sis focus­es on lines, deliv­ered by Cohen’s grav­e­li­er-than-ever singing voice, like “If you are the deal­er, I’m out of the game / If you are the heal­er, that means I’m bro­ken and lame” and “If thine is the glo­ry, then mine must be the shame / You want it dark­er, we kill the flame.” Cohen also uses phras­es tak­en from a Jew­ish mourn­er’s prayer as a way of “fac­ing up to his god and sub­mit­ting.”

The non-reli­gious Bowie took a dif­fer­ent tack. “Just take a look at Bowie’s cos­tume,” says the essay’s nar­ra­tor. “He’s ban­daged, frail, and mani­a­cal in the ‘Black­star’ video. While the ban­dage serves to rep­re­sent wounds, it can also be tak­en as a blind­fold,” his­tor­i­cal­ly “worn by those con­demned to exe­cu­tion.” Using Chris­t­ian imagery, Bowie frames his song “in the post-par­adise world of mor­tal life,” in a sense ref­er­enc­ing what Cohen once described as “our blood myth,” the cru­ci­fix­ion. And so Bowie’s song “is using our cul­tur­al vocab­u­lary to explore our rela­tion­ship with death.” And yet, “in the midst of this dark song, Bowie offers opti­mism” in the form of the tit­u­lar Black­star, a “new­ly inspired being” that emerges from death.

“While mankind can’t cheat death, we can still find immor­tal­i­ty in the way peo­ple remem­ber us, the lega­cy that they car­ry on.” And despite rec­og­niz­ing their basic human­i­ty, many of us car­ri­ers of the lega­cy still strug­gle to process the deaths of high-pro­file, sui gener­is per­form­ing artists. Maybe it has to do with their sta­tus as icons, and icons, strict­ly speak­ing, can’t die — but nor can they live. Leonard Cohen and David Bowie, the men, may have fin­ished their days, and what days they were, but Leonard Cohen and David Bowie, the cul­tur­al phe­nom­e­na, will sure­ly out­last us all.

You can lis­ten to Cohen and Bowie’s final albums above. If you need Spo­ti­fy’s free soft­ware, get it here.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Leonard Cohen Has Passed at Age 82: His New and Now Final Album Is Stream­ing Free Online

Hear Leonard Cohen’s Final Inter­view: Record­ed by David Rem­nick of The New York­er

Say Good­bye to Leonard Cohen Through Some of His Best-Loved Songs: “Hal­lelu­jah,” “Suzanne” and 235 Oth­er Tracks

David Bowie Sings “Changes” in His Last Live Per­for­mance, 2006

Dave: The Best Trib­ute to David Bowie That You’re Going to See

Death: A Free Phi­los­o­phy Course from Yale

Based in Seoul, Col­in Mar­shall writes and broad­casts on cities and cul­ture. He’s at work on the book The State­less City: a Walk through 21st-Cen­tu­ry Los Ange­les, the video series The City in Cin­e­ma, the crowd­fund­ed jour­nal­ism project Where Is the City of the Future?, and the Los Ange­les Review of Books’ Korea Blog. Fol­low him on Twit­ter at @colinmarshall or on Face­book.

89 Essential Songs from The Summer of Love: A 50th Anniversary Playlist

Image by Bryan Costales, via Wiki­me­dia Com­mons

The Sum­mer of Love was not just a sea­son of great music and the zenith of the flower child, but the cul­mi­na­tion of a move­ment that start­ed back on a chill­i­er Bay Area day, on Jan­u­ary 14, 1967. That was the month of the Human Be-In, and what must have looked like a full on inva­sion of the coun­ter­cul­ture into Gold­en Gate Park. The back­drop of this out­pour­ing of good vibra­tions was any­thing but lov­ing: Viet­nam, inner city riots, Civ­il Rights, and a huge gen­er­a­tion gap. The crowd size was esti­mat­ed at 100,000, and every­body there sud­den­ly real­ized they weren’t alone. They were a force.

Joel Selvin, inter­viewed by Michael Kras­ny for this KQED seg­ment on the Sum­mer of Love (lis­ten here), says that the real Sum­mer of Love for San Fran­cis­cans at least, hap­pened in 1966, when it was a local secret. One year lat­er, the hip­pie move­ment had become main­stream. And that’s when every band on both sides of the Atlantic had turned on to the zeit­geist, and the gates of psy­che­del­ic music opened up.

Today, we have a playlist of 89 songs to com­mem­o­rate the 50th anniver­sary of that his­toric sum­mer. (Down­load Spo­ti­fy’s free soft­ware here, if you need it.) If you are com­ing to this as a music fan, but not some­body who lived through that era, you might think you know all the songs from that peri­od, hav­ing had them ham­mered into your brain over the years from the ubiq­ui­tous hits of clas­sic rock radio, and nos­tal­gic movies.

There are of course the stone cold clas­sics from 1967, with not one but two Bea­t­les releas­es, includ­ing the icon­ic Sgt. Pep­per album; the best two songs from Jef­fer­son Air­plane; Pro­col Harum’s “A Whiter Shade of Pale”; the Who’s best psy­che­del­ic song “I Can See for Miles”; Jimi Hendrix’s “Are You Expe­ri­enced?” and “Hey Joe”; the Rolling Stones’ move into cham­ber pop with “Ruby Tues­day” and their own trip­py “She’s a Rain­bow” and “We Love You”—the last time they ever felt lovey dovey about any­thing; and the first releas­es by the Doors.

Soul and R’n’B was also at the height of its mid-60s pow­er, with Aretha Franklin’s “Respect,” James Brown’s “Cold Sweat,” Mar­vin Gaye and Tam­mi Terrell’s “Ain’t No Moun­tain High Enough”, and Sam and Dave’s “Soul Man” infect­ing the charts.

“We were rid­ing the crest of a high and beau­ti­ful wave,” is how Hunter S. Thomp­son famous­ly put it in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, and this playlist might just con­vince you of that con­sid­er­ing how music seemed to frac­ture so soon after—even the Bea­t­les would be deliv­er­ing that strange and some­times fright­en­ing trip of a White Album a year lat­er. Viet­nam would con­tin­ue to drag on, and the decade’s metaphor­i­cal end at Alta­mont was loom­ing on the hori­zon, not that many could see it. (By the way, Joel Selvin just wrote a very good book on that dark, decade-end­ing con­cert.)

Enjoy the playlist and argue over what’s miss­ing in the com­ments. (No “Water­loo Sun­set”? “I Sec­ond That Emo­tion”? “Glo­ria”? Hmmph!)

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Rare Footage of the “Human Be-In,” the Land­mark Counter-Cul­ture Event Held in Gold­en Gate Park, 1967

Jimi Hen­drix Opens for The Mon­kees on a 1967 Tour; Then After 8 Shows, Flips Off the Crowd and Quits

Paul McCart­ney Admits to Drop­ping Acid in a Scrap­py Inter­view with a Pry­ing Reporter (June, 1967)

Ted Mills is a free­lance writer on the arts who cur­rent­ly hosts the FunkZone Pod­cast. You can also fol­low him on Twit­ter at @tedmills, read his oth­er arts writ­ing at tedmills.com and/or watch his films here.

Hear Patti Smith Read the Poetry that Would Become Horses: A Reading of 14 Poems at Columbia University, 1975

Note: The first poem and oth­ers con­tain some offen­sive lan­guage.

In the con­text of the rad­i­cal socio-polit­i­cal change of 1975, Pat­ti Smith announced her­self to the world with Hors­es, “the first real full-length hint of the artis­tic fer­ment tak­ing place in the mid-‘70s at the junc­ture of Bow­ery and Bleeck­er,” writes Mac Ran­dall. Though born in an insu­lar down­town milieu, Smith’s view was vast, con­duct­ing the poet­ry of the past—of Rim­baud, the Beats, and rock and roll—into an uncer­tain future, through the nascent medi­um of punk rock. The album is “close­ly asso­ci­at­ed with the begin­ning of some­thing,” and yet is “so con­cerned with end­ings”: the loss of Jimi Hen­drix (at whose stu­dio Smith record­ed), and of “oth­er depart­ed coun­ter­cul­ture heroes like Jim Mor­ri­son, Janis Joplin and Bri­an Jones.”

In a way, Smith’s voice defines the piv­otal moment in which it arrived: antic­i­pat­ing an anx­ious age of aus­ter­i­ty and wom­en’s lib­er­a­tion; mourn­ing the loss of 60s ide­al­ism and the promise of racial equi­ty. She was a female artist ful­ly uncon­strained by patri­ar­chal expec­ta­tions, with com­plete author­i­ty over her vision. “My peo­ple were try­ing to forge a new bridge between the peo­ple we had lost and learned from and the future,” she recent­ly remarked.

In her “fab­u­lous­ly grand” way, she told The Guardian’s Simon Hat­ten­stone in 2013, “I felt in the cen­ter, not quite the old gen­er­a­tion, not quite the new gen­er­a­tion. I felt like the human bridge.” Smith was no naïf when she made Hors­es, but a con­fi­dent artist who, at 29, had worked in the­ater with her late­ly-depart­ed friend Sam Shep­ard, become her famous lover Robert Mapplethorpe’s favorite sub­ject, joined the St. Mark’s Poet­ry Project, and pub­lished two col­lec­tions of verse.

She thought of her­self as a poet who “got side­tracked” by music. “When I was young,” Smith says, “all I want­ed was to write books and be an artist.” But poet­ry was always cen­tral to her work; Hors­es, she says, “evolved organ­i­cal­ly” from her first poet­ry read­ing, four years ear­li­er, at St. Mark’s Church, along­side Allen Gins­berg, William Bur­roughs, and oth­er lumi­nar­ies. Above, you can hear her dis­cuss that atten­tion-grab­bing first read­ing, and at the top of the post, lis­ten to Smith at Colum­bia Uni­ver­si­ty in 1975, read­ing the poems that devel­oped that year into the songs on Hors­es, includ­ing her 1971 “Oath,” which begins with a vari­a­tion on Hors­es’ open­ing sneer, “Christ died for somebody’s sins, but not mine.”

Be warned the first poem she reads con­tains offen­sive lan­guage, as do many oth­ers. No one should be shocked by this. But some who only know Smith as a singer may be sur­prised by her mas­ter­ful lit­er­ary voice and wicked sense of humor. She has always been an elegist, mourn­ing her cul­tur­al heroes, most of whom died young, as well as a trag­ic string of per­son­al loss­es. “When I start­ed work­ing with the mate­r­i­al that became Hors­es,” she remem­bers, “a lot of our great voic­es had died.” But her intent went beyond ele­gy, beyond a maudlin appro­pri­a­tion of fad­ing 60s heroes. Smith had a “mis­sion,” she says, of “form­ing a cul­tur­al voice through rock’n’roll that incor­po­rat­ed sex and art and poet­ry and per­for­mance and rev­o­lu­tion.” It sounds grandiose, but it’s a mis­sion she’s large­ly ful­filled. At the cen­ter of her project is poet­ry as per­for­mance, as a means of enter­tain­ing, shock­ing, and seduc­ing an audi­ence. The read­ing at the top is an espe­cial­ly faith­ful record of her fear­less onstage per­sona.

Find more poet­ry read­ings in our col­lec­tion, 1,000 Free Audio Books: Down­load Great Books for Free.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Hear Pat­ti Smith Read 12 Poems From Sev­enth Heav­en, Her First Col­lec­tion (1972)

Watch Pat­ti Smith Read from Vir­ginia Woolf, and Hear the Only Sur­viv­ing Record­ing of Woolf’s Voice

Pat­ti Smith’s New Haunt­ing Trib­ute to Nico: Hear Three Tracks

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

Discover Langston Hughes’ Rent Party Ads & The Harlem Renaissance Tradition of Playing Gigs to Keep Roofs Over Heads

Both com­mu­ni­ties of col­or and com­mu­ni­ties of artists have had to take care of each oth­er in the U.S., cre­at­ing sys­tems of sup­port where the dom­i­nant cul­ture fos­ters neglect and depri­va­tion. In the ear­ly twen­ti­eth cen­tu­ry, at the nexus of these two often over­lap­ping com­mu­ni­ties, we meet Langston Hugh­es and the artists, poets, and musi­cians of the Harlem Renais­sance. Hugh­es’ bril­liant­ly com­pressed 1951 poem “Harlem” speaks of the sim­mer­ing frus­tra­tion among a weary peo­ple. But while its star­tling final line hints grim­ly at social unrest, it also looks back to the explo­sion of cre­ativ­i­ty in the sto­ried New York City neigh­bor­hood dur­ing the Great Depres­sion.

Hugh­es had grown reflec­tive in the 50s, return­ing to the ori­gins of jazz and blues and the his­to­ry of Harlem in Mon­tage of a Dream Deferred. The strained hopes and hard­ships he had elo­quent­ly doc­u­ment­ed in the 20s and 30s remained large­ly the same post-World War II, and one of the key fea­tures of Depres­sion-era Harlem had returned; Rent par­ties, the wild shindigs held in pri­vate apart­ments to help their res­i­dents avoid evic­tion, were back in fash­ion, Hugh­es wrote in the Chica­go Defend­er in 1957.

“Maybe it is infla­tion today and the high cost of liv­ing that is caus­ing the return of the pay-at-the-door and buy-your-own-refresh­ments par­ties,” he said. He also not­ed that the new par­ties weren’t as much fun.

But how could they be? Depres­sion-era rent par­ties were leg­endary. They “impact­ed the growth of Swing and Blues danc­ing,” writes dance teacher Jered Morin, “like few oth­er peri­ods.” As Hugh­es com­ment­ed, “the Sat­ur­day night rent par­ties that I attend­ed were often more amus­ing than any night club, in small apart­ments where God-knows-who lived.” Famous artists met and rubbed elbows, musi­cians formed impromp­tu jams and invent­ed new styles, work­ing class peo­ple who couldn’t afford a night out got to put on their best clothes and cut loose to the lat­est music. Hugh­es was fas­ci­nat­ed, and as a writer, he was also quite tak­en by the quirky cards used to adver­tise the par­ties. “When I first came to Harlem,” he said, “as a poet I was intrigued by the lit­tle rhymes at the top of most House Rent Par­ty cards, so I saved them. Now I have quite a col­lec­tion.”

The cards you see here come from Hugh­es’ per­son­al col­lec­tion, held with his papers at Yale’s Bei­necke Rare Book and Man­u­script Library. Many of these date from the 40s and 50s, but they all draw their inspi­ra­tion from the Harlem Renais­sance peri­od, when the phe­nom­e­non of jazz-infused rent par­ties explod­ed.  “San­dra L. West points out that black ten­ants in Harlem dur­ing the 1920s and 1930s faced dis­crim­i­na­to­ry rental rates,” notes Rebec­ca Onion at Slate. “That, along with the gen­er­al­ly low­er salaries for black work­ers, cre­at­ed a sit­u­a­tion in which many peo­ple were short of rent mon­ey. These par­ties were orig­i­nal­ly meant to bridge that gap.” A 1938 Fed­er­al Writ­ers Project account put it plain­ly: Harlem “was a typ­i­cal slum and ten­e­ment area lit­tle dif­fer­ent from many oth­ers in New York except for the fact that in Harlem rents were high­er; always have been, in fact, since the great war-time migra­to­ry influx of col­ored labor.”

Ten­ants took it in stride, draw­ing on two long­stand­ing com­mu­ni­ty tra­di­tions to make ends meet: the church fundrais­er and the Sat­ur­day night fish fry. But rent par­ties could be rau­cous affairs. Guests typ­i­cal­ly paid a few cents to enter, and extra for food cooked by the host. Apart­ments filled far beyond capac­i­ty, and alcohol—illegal from 1919 to 1933—flowed freely. Gam­bling and pros­ti­tu­tion fre­quent­ly made an appear­ance.  And the com­pe­ti­tion could be fierce. The Ency­clo­pe­dia of the Harlem Renais­sance writes that in their hey­day, “as many as twelve par­ties in a sin­gle block and five in an apart­ment build­ing, simul­ta­ne­ous­ly, were not uncom­mon.” Rent par­ties “essen­tial­ly amount­ed to a kind of grass­roots social wel­fare,” though the atmos­phere could be “far more sor­did than the aver­age neigh­bor­hood block par­ty.” Many upright cit­i­zens who dis­ap­proved of jazz, gam­bling, and booze turned up their noses and tried to ignore the par­ties.

In order to entice par­ty-goers and dis­tin­guish them­selves, writes Onion, “the cards name the kind of musi­cal enter­tain­ment atten­dees could expect using lyrics from pop­u­lar songs or made-up rhyming verse as slo­gans.” They also “used euphemisms to name the par­ties’ pur­pose,” call­ing them “Social Whist Par­ty” or “Social Par­ty,” while also sly­ly hint­ing at row­di­er enter­tain­ments. The new rent par­ties may not have lived up to Hugh­es’ mem­o­ries of jazz-age shindigs, per­haps because, in some cas­es, live musi­cians had been replaced by record play­ers. But the new cards, he wrote “are just as amus­ing as the old ones.”

via Slate

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Langston Hugh­es Presents the His­to­ry of Jazz in an Illus­trat­ed Children’s Book (1955)

Langston Hugh­es Cre­ates a List of His 100 Favorite Jazz Record­ings: Hear 80+ of Them in a Big Playlist

Watch Langston Hugh­es Read Poet­ry from His First Col­lec­tion, The Weary Blues (1958)

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

What Makes John Bonham Such a Good Drummer? A New Video Essay Breaks Down His Inimitable Style

A tongue-in-cheek essay in McSweeney’s, Michael Fowler’s “How to Play a John Bon­ham Drum Solo,” con­tains some of the finest descrip­tions I’ve read of Bonham’s thun­der­ous play­ing. It all begins with the triplet, the “thump-pe-da, thump-pe-da, thump-pe-da” rhythm the Led Zep­pelin drum­mer plays on every piece of the kit. Should you learn to play drums like Bon­ham, you’ll be able to start this “up like a motor,” on any drum, “with either hand or foot, and per­form all over the drums, with­out throw­ing a stick or becom­ing entan­gled in your own limbs, except to be fun­ny.” After Bon­ham “made the impor­tant dis­cov­ery that all drum­ming is just triplets, or should be,” he then pro­ceed­ed to play them while “fly­ing around the kit with blind­ing speed, hit­ting every drum and cym­bal in those neg­li­gi­ble spaces” between the triplets, “jam­ming like hell inside those brief spaces” then “plung­ing the whole kit into dead silence.”

Can you learn to do this? Maybe you’ll want a less col­or­ful, more pro­gram­mat­ic guide. Bon­ham him­self learned the tech­nique from some of the most furi­ous drum­mers in jazz, Gene Kru­pa and Bud­dy Rich, as the nar­ra­tor explains in the video above, “What Makes John Bon­ham Such a Good Drum­mer?”

We begin with those trade­mark triplets, then learn of anoth­er Bon­ham sig­na­ture. While more straight­for­ward drum­mers like The Stones’ Char­lie Watts played strict 4/4 beats with metro­nom­ic pre­ci­sion, Bon­ham was often so far behind the beat it was as if he played his drum parts in an echo cham­ber, with a syn­co­pat­ed swing he took from funk.

But the heart of Bonham’s dis­tinc­tive drum­ming has to do with the unusu­al dynam­ic he had with Jim­my Page. Nor­mal­ly, a drum­mer will lock in with the bass play­er, pro­vid­ing a sol­id foun­da­tion for the gui­tars and vocals to stand on. But “the essence… of the whole Zep­pelin thing,” says engi­neer Ron Nevi­son, “was John Bon­ham fol­low­ing the gui­tar. He would take the riff and he would make that his drum part.” We hear sev­er­al dri­ving exam­ples of this, most notably “Immi­grant Song,” above, where Page and Bon­ham fol­low each oth­er, while John Paul Jones thun­ders below them. The result, and one cru­cial rea­son Bonham’s hands almost nev­er stop fly­ing around the kit, is that, like Page, he’s play­ing both rhythm and lead parts, some­times both at once.


Bon­ham sets out the scaf­fold­ing for Page’s com­plex phras­ing, some­times cre­at­ing a push-pull effect that height­ens a song’s ten­sion at its core. We hear this in “Kash­mir,” where Bon­ham plays a stan­dard 4/4 beat while Page and the string sec­tion play in 3/4 time. These asyn­chro­nous pas­sages can prove daunt­ing for accom­plished drum­mers. Bon­ham fre­quent­ly pulled them off with the same kind of loose­ness and panache he brought to all of his play­ing, with no short­age of triplets and Gene Kru­pa-like fills thrown in for good mea­sure.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

John Bonham’s Iso­lat­ed Drum Track For Led Zeppelin’s ‘Fool in the Rain’

Iso­lat­ed Drum Tracks From Six of Rock’s Great­est: Bon­ham, Moon, Peart, Copeland, Grohl & Starr

Jim­my Page Tells the Sto­ry of “Kash­mir”

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

Hear Siouxsie and the Banshee’s Raw & Completely Improvised First Show, with Sid Vicious on Drums (1976)

We could argue all day about whether punk start­ed in the US or UK (it’s the US), but why both­er? Why not spend our time doing more inter­est­ing things—like dig­ging up rare his­tor­i­cal arti­facts from the ear­li­est days of punk rock in Lon­don, New York and, yes, Detroit. Punk may have devolved into a prêt-à-porter sig­ni­fi­er, but its gold­en age was dom­i­nat­ed by bespoke per­son­al­i­ties the size of Texas. And no ori­gin sto­ry (except maybe this one) bet­ter exem­pli­fies punk’s found­ing ethos than that of Siouxsie and the Ban­shees’ first gig in Lon­don in 1976, which you can hear in all of its def­i­n­i­tion-of-lo-fi glo­ry in two parts above and below.

Siouxsie Sioux (Susan Janet Dal­lion) already stood out as one of the Sex Pis­tols’ ded­i­cat­ed fol­low­ers, her Egypt-inspired eye make­up and black lip­stick stak­ing out the Goth ter­ri­to­ry she would con­quer in just a few short years. She was a born per­former, but up until this first appear­ance at 19, had nev­er been on stage before or front­ed a band.

The “band” itself didn’t exist until the last minute, when Siouxsie and bassist Steve Sev­erin (then “Steve Spunker”) decid­ed they should take the place of a group that pulled out of the 100 Club Punk Fes­ti­val, a show­case for the Sex Pis­tols, The Clash, The Damned, and a hand­ful of oth­er unsigned (at the time) bands.

“Suzie and the Ban­shees,” as they were billed, con­sist­ed of the mag­nif­i­cent­ly shrill Siouxsie, Sev­erin, future Adam Ant gui­tarist Mar­co Pir­roni, and the most infa­mous non-musi­cian in punk, Sid Vicious, on drums, before he pre­tend­ed to play bass in the Sex Pis­tols. They hadn’t writ­ten any songs, and so they smashed through a 20-minute med­ley of “Deutsch­land, Deutsch­land über alles,” “Knock­ing on Heaven’s Door,” “Twist and Shout,” and the Lord’s Prayer. Show pro­mot­er Ron Watts called it “per­for­mance art,” and not in a good way.

Sum­ming up the eter­nal inter­play between punk bands and club own­ers, Watts remem­bered their debut as “weak, it was weedy. You couldn’t say it was a gig…. It was just peo­ple, get­ting up and try­ing to do some­thing. I let them do it, you know.” The supreme­ly con­fi­dent Siouxsie didn’t care. In an inter­view a cou­ple of months lat­er (above) she admits, “it got a bit bor­ing in some parts, but it picked up.” So did the band, pick­ing up actu­al­ly very good drum­mer Ken­ny Mor­ris and cycling through a few gui­tarists, includ­ing The Cure’s Robert Smith for a spell. A cou­ple of the oth­er bands at that noto­ri­ous show made good as well. (One even got their own cred­it card.) Hear The Clash’s set from the night here, here, and here, and see a pho­to set of Siouxsie and friends from 1976 here.

via Post Punk

Relat­ed Con­tent:

The Sex Pis­tols Play in Dal­las’ Long­horn Ball­room; Next Show Is Mer­le Hag­gard (1978)

Watch The Cure’s First TV Appear­ance in 1979 … Before The Band Acquired Its Sig­na­ture Goth Look

The His­to­ry of Punk Rock in 200 Tracks: An 11-Hour Playlist Takes You From 1965 to 2016

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

Watch the Earliest Known Footage of the Jimi Hendrix Experience (February, 1967)

Note: If the video plays and you don’t hear sound, look for the vol­ume con­trol in the low­er right hand cor­ner of the video.

With­in months of mov­ing to Lon­don in autumn of 1966, Jimi Hen­drix found him­self a band, record­ed a sin­gle, got him­self a longterm girl­friend, and pro­ceed­ed to take the UK by storm. His gigs were essen­tial view­ing by rock’s then-royalty–the Who, the Bea­t­les, the Rolling Stones, Cream, all made sure they caught the Amer­i­can won­der. By the end of the year his first sin­gle “Hey Joe” land­ed him on British tele­vi­sion and in the Top 10.

The above video is the first known footage of a live Jimi Hen­drix Expe­ri­ence, though the band had been gig­ging for months. It takes place at the Chelms­ford Corn Exchange, in the City of Chelms­ford, about 50 miles north-east of Lon­don. The date is Feb­ru­ary 25, 1967, and the gig had only been adver­tised in the paper two days before (where he was list­ed as “Jimi Hen­dric”). As you can see, that’s all it took to fill this old traders build­ing-turned-rock venue to the rafters.

The footage was shot for “Telix­er: A Thing of Beat Is a Joy For­ev­er,” a doc­u­men­tary on the cur­rent British music scene made for KRO, The Nether­lands.

Hen­drix and the band launch into Dylan’s “Like a Rolling Stone,” with a few ordi­nary open­ing bars set­ting up the gui­tar mag­ic to fol­low. He then plays “Stone Free,” the b‑side of “Hey Joe.” You can see Pete Town­shend and John Entwistle to the side of the stage, very briefly. The footage is inter­cut with shots of Swing­ing Lon­don and fash­ion hub Por­to­bel­lo Road, where it is said Hen­drix bought his Hus­sars mil­i­tary jack­et.

The web­site Chelms­ford Rocks fea­tures a remem­brance of that night from Shaun Everett, who was a Mod at the time and knew he had to make his way up on the train after work to catch Hen­drix at the “Corn’ole,” as the youth called it.

Everett fills in the rest of the evening:

Hen­drix gave two sets. That was the nor­mal arrange­ment for the Corn’ole. Both sets usu­al­ly 45 min­utes to one hour each and there was absolute­ly no music to be had after 11.30pm…I have spent a long time look­ing for myself on that film clip but to no avail. I was prob­a­bly still at the rear of the venue or even more like­ly in the local pub for the break!…Hendrix, at the end of the per­for­mance, walked straight up to a few of us stand­ing just there and one of my mates lit his joint for him. They were so knocked out by that I recall. My rec­ol­lec­tion was more nasal. Rock musi­cians have this uncan­ny abil­i­ty to har­bour their own post-set aro­mas about them­selves: in this case that unmis­take­able aro­ma of cannabis…I will always remem­ber that part even if my music rec­ol­lec­tions are a bit sparse. I have also ‘dined out’ on that anec­dote for many years since. I had passed close by the ‘God’.

The Corn Exchange host­ed many acts over its time as a music venue, includ­ing David Bowie and Pink Floyd. But in 1969, the city tore down the 19th cen­tu­ry build­ing, assum­ing some­thing more accom­mo­dat­ing for live music would be built in its place. That didn’t hap­pen. On this page you can see the after­math of the bull­doz­ers, and a mod­ern shot of the city street cor­ner that added so much to rock his­to­ry.

via Gui­tar World

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Jimi Hen­drix Wreaks Hav­oc on the Lulu Show, Gets Banned From the BBC (1969)

Jimi Hen­drix Plays “Sgt. Pepper’s Lone­ly Hearts Club Band” for The Bea­t­les, Just Three Days After the Album’s Release (1967)

Hear a Great 4‑Hour Radio Doc­u­men­tary on the Life & Music of Jimi Hen­drix: Fea­tures Rare Record­ings & Inter­views

Ted Mills is a free­lance writer on the arts who cur­rent­ly hosts the artist inter­view-based FunkZone Pod­cast and is the pro­duc­er of KCR­W’s Curi­ous Coast. You can also fol­low him on Twit­ter at @tedmills, read his oth­er arts writ­ing at tedmills.com and/or watch his films here.

Hear the 150 Greatest Albums by Women: NPR Creates a New Canon of Albums That Puts Women at the Center of Music History

What is it with all the trend­pieces on great women artists, writ­ers, direc­tors, singers, etc.? What, indeed. To ask the ques­tion is to acknowl­edge the premise of such pieces. Why should they need to be writ­ten at all if women in these fields received fair rep­re­sen­ta­tion else­where? That lists and arti­cles can be writ­ten in the hun­dreds puts the lie to pho­ny claims that “great” women do not exist in every field in num­bers. This is espe­cial­ly true in the 20th cen­tu­ry, when hard-won polit­i­cal gains opened cul­tur­al doors unimag­in­able to many pre­vi­ous gen­er­a­tions. But those gains did not fun­da­men­tal­ly alter how cul­tur­al his­to­ries have been writ­ten.

Music crit­ic Anne Pow­ers and Lin­coln Cen­ter pro­gram direc­tor Jill Stern­heimer recent­ly con­sid­ered this prob­lem, one which, Pow­ers writes at NPR, per­sists even in the ways “music history’s being record­ed and revised in the dig­i­tal age.”

They won­dered, “why… was the impor­tance of women so often rec­og­nized as a trend instead of a source of last­ing impact? We came to a con­clu­sion that, in 2017, will like­ly strike no one as a sur­prise: that the gen­er­al his­to­ry of pop­u­lar music is told through the great works of men, and that with­out a seri­ous revi­sion of the canon, women will always remain on the mar­gins.”

This is a truth rein­forced in many dif­fer­ent ways: by the shelves weighed down with books about Jimi Hen­drix and Nir­vana, while only one or two about Aretha Franklin or Pat­ti Smith sit near­by; by the radio playlists that still only fea­ture women once or twice every hour.

This isn’t a prob­lem of “representation”—the term we so often hear applied to cast­ing deci­sions and awards shows. Pow­ers isn’t mak­ing a case for diver­si­ty in hir­ing, but for accu­ra­cy in writ­ing the his­tor­i­cal record. To that end, Pow­ers and Lin­coln Cen­ter, togeth­er with “near­ly 50 women who play a role in NPR… com­piled and vot­ed” on a list: “Turn­ing the Tables: The 150 Great­est Albums by Women.” You can hear near­ly all of those albums in our Spo­ti­fy playlist below. Call­ing the list “an inter­ven­tion, a rem­e­dy, a cor­rec­tion,” Pow­ers writes, “These albums were released between 1964, the year The Bea­t­les invad­ed Amer­i­ca… and 2016, when Bey­on­cé arguably ush­ered in a new peri­od with her ‘visu­al album’ Lemon­ade.”

The point is to offer a view of pop­u­lar music his­to­ry with wom­en’s work at the cen­ter. The list does not rep­re­sent an “alter­nate his­to­ry.” It stands for music his­to­ry, touch­ing upon every sig­nif­i­cant trend, social issue, set of son­ic inno­va­tions, and new avenue for self-expres­sion that pop­u­lar music has inter­sect­ed in the past fifty years.

Against the argu­ment for “affir­ma­tive action”—or sim­ply rewrit­ing old “great album” lists to include more women—Powers argues, “once a canon is formed, it gains an aura of immutabil­i­ty.” Plen­ty of lists include female artists. Almost none of them include women in the top spots, sug­gest­ing that “the par­a­digms that define great­ness remain mas­cu­line at their core.” Tokenism, no mat­ter how well-inten­tioned, does not make for “a shift in per­spec­tive beyond the sim­ple man­date to adjust the num­bers.”

Ava Duver­nay has made a sim­i­lar argu­ment against man­dat­ed “diver­si­ty” in Hol­ly­wood as a mol­li­fy­ing tac­tic that main­tains sta­tus quo pow­er rela­tion­ships. “The fact that the main­stream starts to gaze at this space doesn’t make it a moment,” she tells Hol­ly­wood Reporter, “it makes it a moment for them.” As Pow­ers writes of the way Joni Mitchell was often treat­ed by the rock estab­lish­ment, “the female musi­cian is a dream, a sur­prise and a dis­rup­tor. She can claim the cen­ter of atten­tion, but her right­ful point of ori­gin, and the place to which she returns, is a mar­gin.”

Instead of mar­gin­al inclu­sion in exist­ing cliques, Pow­ers argues for a cul­tur­al shift, a “new canon,” that isn’t hedged with the usu­al stan­dards that often exclude women on arbi­trary purist grounds. Keep­ing “wide para­me­ters,” the con­trib­u­tors “left room for acknowl­edged rock-era clas­sics as well as pop hits dis­missed by oth­ers as fluff.” That dis­claimer aside, there’s pre­cious lit­tle “fluff” on this list—mean­ing it’s hard to find albums here that wouldn’t qual­i­fy for “great­est” sta­tus on more nar­row­ly-defined genre lists. It is a list, that is to say, of 150 great albums, writ­ten, record­ed, and released over the course of fifty plus years, by some of the most tal­ent­ed writ­ers, play­ers, and musi­cians in mod­ern music his­to­ry.

“Lists have their lim­i­ta­tions,” Pow­ers admits, “They reflect bias­es and whis­pered com­pro­mis­es.” She and her con­trib­u­tors offer this one “as the begin­ning of a new con­ver­sa­tion” rather than an author­i­ta­tive state­ment. At such depth and breadth, how­ev­er, “Turn­ing the Tables” makes room for near­ly every pos­si­ble genre, from all over the world. Read the full list of 150 albums, with com­men­tary, here. A few of the 150 albums, includ­ing Lemon­ade, Biki­ni Kil­l’s Yeah Yeah Yeah, Joan Jet­t’s I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll, Joan­na New­some’s Ys, and Lau­rie Ander­son­’s Big Sci­ence aren’t on Spo­ti­fy, so did­n’t make our playlist above. The top ten albums on the list are:

  1. Joni Mitchell, Blue (Reprise, 1971)
  2. Lau­ryn Hill, The Mise­d­u­ca­tion of Lau­ryn Hill (Ruffhouse/Columbia, 1998)
  3. Nina Simone, I Put a Spell on You (Philips, 1956)
  4. Aretha Franklin, I Nev­er Loved a Man the Way I Loved You (Atlantic, 1967)
  5. Mis­sy Eliot, Supa Dupa Fly (The Goldmine/Elekra, 1997)
  6. Bey­on­cé, Lemon­ade (Parkwood/Columbia 2016)
  7. Pat­ti Smith, Hors­es (Arista, 1975)
  8. Janis Joplin, Pearl (Colum­bia, 1971)
  9. Amy Wine­house, Back to Black (Island, 2006)
  10. Car­ole King, Tapes­try (Ode, 1971)

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Hear Sev­en Hours of Women Mak­ing Elec­tron­ic Music (1938–2014)

1200 Years of Women Com­posers: A Free 78-Hour Music Playlist That Takes You From Medieval Times to Now

Women of Jazz: Stream a Playlist of 91 Record­ings by Great Female Jazz Musi­cians

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

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