Does she raise it, though. On night one at the Troubadour, the soul stirrer got at least equal time with the careful balladress. Both facets were in evidence in her choice of covers. Announcing early on in the set that she’d developed a Graham Nash fetish in her earlier musical cherry-picking days, and a fondness for the Hollies in particular, she dived into “The Air That I Breathe” like an easy-listening queen nonpareil. Her actual Queen of Soul homage would have to come later, with the encore-ending “You’re All I Need to Get By” (a bigger hit for Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell in the ’60s, actually, than it was for Aretha Franklin in the early ’70s, but it was Aretha’s version that Yola cited). In-between were two Elton John songs, “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road” and, as a duet with opening act Amythyst Kiah, “Bennie and the Jets,” which ended up as a soul-shouting call-and-response in their hands. … [Read more...] about Concert Review: Yola Goes from a Dusty Whisper to a Tina-esque Scream
Whispers song about love
These were fun times. We shot the pilot out east at Limehouse studios, which no longer exist. The bar was on a boat – that led to some interesting evenings. Later, we moved to Twickenham and LWT, where they also filmed Blind Date. We'd see the candidates lining up. They were so nervous, bless them! We'd arrive in the afternoons to go into wardrobe. Early on, I made the mistake of choosing a dress – not a good idea when you might end up rolling around on the floor. I began to favour waistcoats and shirts; all very 80s. There's a clip on YouTube where I've got this massive perm. I look like a mad poodle. … [Read more...] about How we made Whose Line Is It Anyway?
Throughout the night, Rose seems anxious to finally have his say but wishes he could wait until the new album is released and can “speak for itself.” Addressing the absence of his old band members, Rose suggests he simply needed to take control to survive. “It is the old story that you are told when you’re a kid: ‘Don’t buy a car with your friends,'” he says with his eyes straight ahead. “Nobody could get the wheel. Everybody had the wheel. And when you have a bunch of guys, I’m telling you, you are driving the car off the cliff. The reality is, go buy those guys’ solo records. There are neat ideas and parts there, but they wouldn’t have worked for a Guns n’ Roses record.” … [Read more...] about Axl Speaks
“I was flying helicopters in the Gulf of Mexico on one of those offshore oil rigs, and I Was talking to some guys coming home. The stories they were telling me were so horrible that I think it just shocked me enough to change my thinking 180 degrees. I’m talking about things like this young vet telling me about taking people up in a helicopter and interrogating them and if they didn’t say what they were supposed to, they’d throw them out, stomping on the fingers of the prisoner holding on to the skids, you know? The guy telling me this particular story was still just a green kid when he returned from the war. The notion that you could make a young person do something so inhuman to another soldier – or even worse, a civilian – convinced me that we were in the wrong. I hadn’t been thinking in human terms of what that military action was.” He pauses, stroking my dog. “I agree with you totally about all the conditioning that makes us … [Read more...] about Kris Kristofferson: The Last Outlaw Poet
Rita operates mostly out of her home in the Malibu hills overlooking the Pacific. “The last six years have filled my brain with backstages and crowds,” she says good-naturedly. “I haven’t found a real good reason to go out on my own yet. Especially now. In the past I think Kris’ fans and mine have objected to the pairing. That’s changed now. It’s all very positive energy … I think I’m a good mirror image of him… and he looks as beautiful as I ever could.” … [Read more...] about The Kristoffersons Make It
Oh. I tell him my thinking about the songs. “Hey, yeh, nobody ever said it like that before, quite. I’m sorry, but once I finish writing, Tom, the umbilical cord’s cut. I… know my limits as a performer, but not yet as a songwriter. Bein’ on the road rips my throat up, but I couldn’t write without it, I really get it off workin’ with my band; they are so good it stretches me musically, so that when I get home, I can write ’cause I been with them. A good song, I think, has gotta be bought on the most immediate, the simplest level ‘a the words, just what they mean. Funny, they get changed by artists when you first get ’em recorded. Everybody fuckin’ changes your lyrics ’cause they assume you don’t know what you’re doin’ yet. Like in ‘Bobby McGee,’ Janis, on that tape, she changed an important line, it was supposed t’be, ‘Them windshield wipers slappin’ time/ and Bobby … [Read more...] about Kris Kristofferson’s Talking Blues