“Went to school still feeling sick” / “Trev selling Elegy-Nice. I like the record but am not going to buy”
Man… did I still have the squits???
This is 4 days now. Surely I didn’t spend 4 days regularly dropping increasingly-skinny kids off at the pool?
I know why I didn’t buy Trev’s Elegy by The Nice. As I wrote here, there was really only the one track on it I cared for.
“nothing much in the morn. in afternoon went swimming and went to mick’s house + bor. records. Taped America + Slade 1” / “new set batts > 59 days” / Vicarage 7.30 for rounders match. we won” (6m)
The diary entries are at least getting longer and a bit more informative this school holiday aren’t they?
There’s that swimming thing again, and the mick I don’t remember.
The tape player batteries – after what has seemed like a long absence – also make a welcome return to my diary pages. 59 days does seem like a phenomenal length of time for them to have lasted… unless of course I was doing other things instead of listening to music. Which by itself begs the question; “why didn’t I write about those other things?”
6 miles on the bike including, no doubt, the journey to the Vicarage in Eastleigh for a game of what I then knew as “rounders” and what I now know as “baseball”, the “we won” comment being the only thing I don’t associate with my current team, the Cincinnati Reds. Ha-ha.
When I say taped America I don’t mean the Horse with No Name people. Instead I mean the single track “America” from The Nice’s “Elegy” album… mentioned a few days ago.
Keith Emerson & Co’s rendition of “America” is an exercise in keyboard excess, pure and simple. If he could do something with the Hammond organ on this 10+ minute live cut he did it, turning Leonard Bernstein’s musical ode about Hispanic immigration into an unlikely Prog Rock classic.
This is one of those tracks that, over time, led to me investigating – and appreciating – a lot more music. At 14, I was not even aware of “West Side Story”, the movie the song was written for, but when I eventually saw it (on betamax) I was blown away (it remains one of my favourite films, watched over and over again) and I know the soundtrack inside out. Its striking brass and strings style led me to appreciating other high concept orchestral work like George Gershwin and Stravinsky.
Even back then though, my musical tastes varied wildly, as I am sure future diary entries will testify.