We took advantage of the beautiful New England weather today and took the convertible out for a long drive. We happened upon a music store and of course we had to browse. I picked up a few goodies, among them Bookends/Simon & Garfunkel.
Oh boy, did that music push me down memory lane. I recalled sitting in my HS art class with about six other girls, working on some obscure project while listening to this album. We had intense discussions about the Vietnam War, civil rights, you name it. These were intense times but wonderful HS memories.
I was thinking about how this one album brought back such cherished memories and then it hit me square. The impetus behind my journey into this realm of film music is due to the wonderful memories that so many of these scores bring back to me.
It is impossible not to listen to them and not be thrust back into The Era. You have painted a picture of something that I fully relate to. Can even remember when they threw out the first ball at Yankee Stadium thanks to the DiMaggio reference in their ultimate biggie. Art G could really sing. And when they harmonized together...oh, my.
It is impossible not to listen to them and not be thrust back into The Era. You have painted a picture of something that I fully relate to. Can even remember when they threw out the first ball at Yankee Stadium thanks to the DiMaggio reference in their ultimate biggie. Art G could really sing. And when they harmonized together...oh, my.
So agree Howard. Sometimes you just don't know what you're missing until you happen upon it. Art G really could sing and the harmony was amazing. I was more of a Garfunkel fan than a Simon fan after they parted. However, both had the chops to make it solo.
I was thinking about how this one album brought back such cherished memories and then it hit me square. The impetus behind my journey into this realm of film music is due to the wonderful memories that so many of these scores bring back to me.
I grew up listening to them, though I wasn't about when they were together. Bridge Over Troubled Water is the first album I have any memory of. My dad was always a big fan and I became one as well. Pleased we both got to see them live when they toured with The Everly Brothers some years ago now.
I've also been a big fan of Artie's solo career. I like all his albums and I've seen him live a few times. I like some of Paul's stuff too.
They were one of the few pop acts of my youth which I could listen to, disliking most of the boy bands and rock groups. I bought their greatest hits album (1973 of thereabouts) and replaced it with a CD compilation (The Definitive ... mostly the same tracks) in the mid 90s.
A great collection.
And then, a few years ago, I bought the 5 album box set so as to hear all their other songs ... only to find there are only one or two additional songs which I like. It really was a case of the Greatest Hits being just that ... and I now struggle to listen to any one of those 5 albums because all I'm waiting for are the hits. Shame, but at least there are a great many good songs scattered throughout the collection.
And yet I've never taken to either of them as solo singers.
My introduction to Simon and Garfunkel was the Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme LP. In the same aforementioned HS art class, the song "59th Street Bridge Song" came on and I recognized it from a cover version done by a band called Harper's Bizarre. It was a roundabout way to be introduced to Simon and Garfunkel but I was hooked after that.
My introduction to Simon and Garfunkel was the Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme LP. In the same aforementioned HS art class, the song "59th Street Bridge Song" came on and I recognized it from a cover version done by a band called Harper's Bizarre. It was a roundabout way to be introduced to Simon and Garfunkel but I was hooked after that.
Want to see awkward? Paul Simon, John Lennon, and Art Garfunkel at the 17th Grammys. The only thing more awkward than the tense banter is the winner for Record of the Year.
BTW, my strongest association of Simon and Garfunkel is getting dumped by a girl named Gail. Teenaged me proceeded to wallow in Simonesque misery to the overdubbed crowd sounds of the "Simon & Garfunkel's Greatest Hits" LP.
S&G's music has always conjured the images of dirty, wintry, black and white streets of John Lindsay-era NYC, even though I wasn't yet born.
I love that clip from the Grammys. Poor old Andy's jokes weren't appreciated.
Wasn't that the Grammys when Andy asked Stevie Wonder via satellite "Can you see us?" LOL!
Speaking of "In what will be of no interest to anyone", those words crossed my mind when I thought better of starting a '60 and '70s R&B/Soul/Funk favorites thread.
