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Bowie did provide an explanation on his forum. A fan posted the following:
There I was way back in 1978 sitting on a bench in Londons' Hyde Park and the man I idolised takes a break from jogging and sits on the bench next to me. I'm literally trembling and after the longest two minutes of my life I manage a nervous "Hello David......I'm a trainee chef at the Dorchester." (Bowie was staying at the Dorchester hotel at that time.)

Your reply without even looking at me "That's nice."
Then you got up and proceeded with your jogging.

You got a couple of hundred yards away, probably out of earshot, and I shouted "Cunt!"
Bowie replied:
I did hear you yell that at me. As a matter of fact, my entire creative output in the 80's was in respose to that. I knew that you couldn't stay mad at me. I knew that you would get people into my music. But I also knew, as I jogged away, that I would have my revenge on you by making you feel stupid as I released three albums - each one worse than the one before it. I decided to humiliate you in your circle of friends. As a matter of fact, I began composing Glass Spider in my head as I jogged.

I was going to let this information remain a secret, since you have already suffered a great deal of embarassment. But now that you have decided to pull your stunt again, I'll tell all your dorky internet friends about it so that they know who's really to blame for my 80's work. I think some people with a real sharp eye might even catch a few subliminal flashes of the phrases "this is for you, trainee bench boy" or "a cunt am I?" during the video for Dancing In the Street.

Don't cross me.
You can see the full exchange here.

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The Mamas & The Papas suck. They're usually lumped in with the Grateful Dead and Jefferson Airplane and other hippie/Summer Of Love bands, but their songs contain nothing revolutionary, lyrically or musically. They sing pretty but there's no edge to the music. It's incredibly bland, middle of the road, conservative and safe. It's like a mayonnaise sandwich on Wonder bread with the crusts cut off and mashed up into a doughy white ball. The absence of soul and the opposite of rock and roll. Music for people too frightened by the extremes of hippie culture. The roots of 1970s feel-good soft-headed mellow gold like the Carpenters, America and Bread.

Yes, they were important people. John Philips was a financial backer of the Monterey Pop Festival and a behind the scenes mover and shaker (oh yeah, and a well known heroin dealer). Cass Elliot had a great talent and was by most accounts a wonderful person. Her house was a central party pad in late '60s Los Angeles where major connections were made.

John Philips (a Los Angeles resident) is also notorious for penning the wretched, simpering San Francisco (Be Sure To Wear Flowers In Your Hair) for Scott McKenzie, the record often credited with kicking off the Summer Of Love and the great migration to Haight-Ashbury. The Dead's Jerry Garcia has stated in interviews that the majority of Bay Area musicians and artists had a negative reaction to the song, like "NO! What are you doing? We've got a great scene going. Don't tell everyone to move here, they'll ruin it!" And that's exactly what happened. Thanks John.

I'll take the Airplane's music, harmonies and personalities over this sad bunch any day of the week.
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^ I'd be surprised to find a single Mamas and the Papas fan on here. Some creepy stories about John Phillips have gone around too.

Jefferson Airplane seem to have a similar kind of evil energy to the Doors to me. A lot of people rightfully rag on the Doors, mostly because Morrison was a pretentious tool, but they also have an important place in the evolution of rock. That darker side that makes a band like JA seem antithetical to the Disney hippie feel of Mamas and the Papas leads to darker punk and goth stuff that would come later. I think John Phillips and Grace Slick are similar examples of being a hot mess. The range of substance use styles from psychedelic astronauts to total wasteoid is a fascinating cultural mashup, and I think largely confused the Boomer parents about the difference between smoking some weed and losing complete control of your life.

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