Hear my now and believe me later! Seger’s Live Bullet may be the greatest ever live rock records.

22 01 2013

I’m not a particularly big Bob Seger fan, but he’s responsible for the best live record ever made.  I can only think of one live LP that might Live Bullet beat.  If the Who’s Live At Leeds ain’t the top dog, put Live Bullet at the top of the list.

Seger and The Silver Bullet Band really rocked, even with instruments I hate to hear, organ and saxophone. They were fairly to be seen as rock, blues and funk.  Lots of white boy soul.

I grew up listening to this one on 8 Track, the worst medium ever dreamed up, and really appreciate it for its sentimental value.  More than that, it’s just something helped form me in childhood in a way I couldn’t explain.

Give it a listen. You can’t go wrong!

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Nickelback to perform at Lions/Packers Thanksgiving Day game halftime show; Detroit Rock City fans in an uproar

3 11 2011

For as many albums as they have sold, it’s a bit surprising how much Nickelback is hated.  I personally find that band completely and utterly unlistenable.  I ignore them when I can.

We take music in the Motor City quite seriously.  That explains why Detroit Lions fans are irked that the NFL has selected Nickelback as the Thanksgiving Day game’s halftime entertainment.  I think more popular and maybe even more listenable choice would have been Chris Brown.  Nickelback is that bad.

Lions fans are demanding that Nickelback be pulled from the lineup.

http://sports.nationalpost.com/2011/11/03/detroit-lions-fans-demand-nickelback-be-dropped-from-thanksgiving-halftime-show/

The Alberta rockers are scheduled to perform Nov. 24 at Ford Field in Detroit, when the Lions face the defending Super Bowl champion Green Bay Packers in the Lions’ traditional Thanksgiving Day game.

Backlash has been growing since the news was announced Wednesday, and it seems to to be more about pride in the city’s musical heritage than any testy U.S.-Canada relations.

In Detroit — the city that spawned the Motown sound, classic rock’s Bob Seger and alternative icons The White Stripes — it seems some people simply aren’t keen on Nickelback.

That was evident on change.org, where signers of an online petition did little to mask their distaste for the band. By Thursday morning, more than 1,500 people signed the petition demanding Nickelback be dropped from the halftime show.

“I’d rather drink bleach than listen to Nickelback and have them associated with Detroit,” wrote one petitioner.

I couldn’t agree more.





Small Town

16 05 2010

I was listening to “Penny Lane” today — which, by the way sounds brilliant in remastered stereo! — one of several of the Beatles’ songs that so adeptly look back at the area of their youth.   I wondered if my hometown, in the Detroit suburbs, had a song that described it, at least implicitly.

The first song that came to mind was “Main Street” by Bob Seger.  But other than mentioning “Main Street,” the song bears no resemblance to where I grew up or where I live now (which, coincidentally, are not far from where Bob Seger was raised.)  That songs about the seedy side of town.  Then, of course, there’s “Detroit Rock City,” which really isn’t about Detroit.  It’s more about a vibe.

John Mellencamp’s “Small Town” kind of fits.  My current town is really a small town surrounded the more urban massive “Detroit metropolitan area.”  It’s still a town within miles and miles of city and the people have that “small town” feel, the good kind, not like a bunch of hayseeds.

It seems like English bands have a lot of songs like this.  Lennon and McCartney, as mentioned, were quite good at writing that kind of song.  The Kinks’ entire Village Green Preservation Society album is built around the theme of the then-vanishing 19th century English lifestyle.  My suspicion is that there are more American songs out there to be found.





Oasis vs Bob Seger (or “Rock N’ Roll Star” vs “Turn the Page”)

6 01 2009

I live my life in the city
There’s no easy way out
The day’s moving just too fast for me

I need some time in the sunshine
Gotta slow it right down
The day’s moving just too fast for me
I live my life for the stars that shine
People say it’s just a waste of time
When they said I should feed my head
That to me was just a day in bed
I’ll take my car and drive real far
They’re not concerned about the way we are
In my mind my dreams are real
Now you concerned about the way I feel

Tonight I’m a rock n roll star 2x

I live my life in the city
There’s no easy way out
The day’s moving just too fast for me
I need some time in the sunshine
Gotta slow it right down
The day’s moving just too fast for me

I live my life for the stars to shine
The people say it’s just a waste of time
When they say I should feed me head
That to me it’s just a day in bed
I’ll take my car and drive real far
To where they’re not concerned about the way we are
In my mind my dreams are real
Now you’re concerned about the way I feel

Tonight I’m a rock n roll star
Tonight I’m a rock n roll star
Tonight I’m a rock n roll star

You’re not down with who I am
Look at you now, you’re all in my hands Tonight

Tonight I’m a rock n roll star
Tonight I’m a rock n roll star
Tonight I’m a rock n roll star

It’s just rock n roll…

On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can listen to the engine moanin’ out his one note song
You can think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will soon be wandering
The way they always do
When you’re ridin’ sixteen hours
And there’s nothin’ much to do
And you don’t feel much like ridin’,
You just wish the trip was through

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page

Well you walk into a restaurant,
Strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you
As you’re shakin’ off the cold
You pretend it doesn’t bother you
But you just want to explode
Most times you can’t hear ’em talk,
Other times you can
All the same old cliches,
“Is that a woman or a man?”
And you always seem outnumbered,
You don’t dare make a stand

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page

Out there in the spotlight
You’re a million miles away
Every ounce of energy
You try to give away
As the sweat pours out your body
Like the music that you play
Later in the evening
As you lie awake in bed
With the echoes from the amplifiers
Ringin’ in your head
You smoke the day’s last cigarette,
Rememberin’ what she said

Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
Turn the page
Here I am
On the road again
There I am
Up on the stage
Here I go
Playin’ the star again
There I go
There I go

The contrasts between the way Noel Gallagher and Bob Seger describe their craft, and resulting success, is fascinating.

It’s pretty clear which artist seems to be having more fun and it’s certainly not Mr. Seger.  Who would want to be in a band if the pay off is feeling lonely, strung out, cold, sweaty and hating your fans?  Sounds like torture to me.  It’s a great song — a true classic — but it is utterly depressing.

The Gallaghers have always had it right.  They are rock stars and they love it.  They’re shameless about it.  You’ll get no apologies for success or stardom from them.  Noel recently told Q (magazine) this about “Rock N’ Roll Star”:

If I ever meet that man that tells me ‘Rock N’ Roll Star’ is fucking shit, he’s getting a kick in his arse.  The words and the sentiment to that song, that what it’s all about.

I remember bringing it down to the lads in the rehearsal studio and rehearsing it and rehearsing it until the first time we played it live.  There was a hush after it, and it wasn’t the hush of people going [bewildered], ‘What was that all about?’

No one had ever said it in a song before.  Tonight, I’m a rock n’ roll star.  There’s six people watching you right?  You’re anything but a rock n’ roll star.  But in your brain you are a rock n’ roll star.  I hear that song by chance on the radio or whatever and I just think, D’you know what, man?  It’s still got it for me.  It’s wide-eyed and wonderful.

Sign me up, Noel.  I’m gonna dig the guitar out of the basement and start playing again.