Be My Baby is an absolute jam. There's no doubt about his talents in the studio.
But let's maybe remember him as a man that threatened to kill women his entire adult life.
Be My Baby is an absolute jam. There's no doubt about his talents in the studio.
But let's maybe remember him as a man that threatened to kill women his entire adult life.
The serious problem was serially abusing women until he finally killed one. Spector isn’t the victim.
Feel free to just blast Be My Baby at maximum volume when you dance on his grave. If we’re both vaccinated by then, I’ll join you. That song is an absolute banger.
Here's the two-minute scene at the start of Easy Rider (1969) in which Captain America and Billy the Kid make their huge drug deal that gives them the cash to launch their epic motorcycle journey to Florida. Look at the quick part where Spector checks out his appearance in the mirror. Type casting.
Now there’s a controversial opinion.
There’s definitely some nice stuff on that record, and some great songs from that space in their history that aren’t on that record. I think it could have been a better record, regardless of Spector’s production. But it wasn’t his best effort by a long shot.
Ya know, I’ve heard it, but I never sat down and really listened to it. That’s the Naked release, yes?
I will give it a proper listen soon. Thanks for the reminder.
There came a time when the Old Gods died! The Brave died with the Cunning! The Noble perished locked in battle with unleashed Evil! It was the last day for them! An ancient era was passing in fiery holocaust!
Well, it's a great song.
There came a time when the Old Gods died! The Brave died with the Cunning! The Noble perished locked in battle with unleashed Evil! It was the last day for them! An ancient era was passing in fiery holocaust!
Jean Graton, the author of Michel Vaillant a series of comics about car races, has passed away…
No really my cup of tea, I may have read one issue, but it’s an old classic…
Rip.
“Strength is the lot of but a few privileged men; but austere perseverance, harsh and continuous, may be employed by the smallest of us and rarely fails of its purpose, for its silent power grows irresistibly greater with time.” Goethe