The Rumour split up 31 years ago (although Parker has worked most of them individually since then). But this is the first new album they've put out as "Graham Parker & the Rumour" in 31 years.
The cover (even if it's meant ironically) is just... um... awful.
Oh... and they misspelled the band's name on the CD (but not on the cover).
*sigh*
Even 31 years later, GP's still not getting the respect he deserves.
But, as has been the case for his entire career, the music is still great. (And isn't that what's really important?)
And then, from the edges of long ago, from a corner of my consciousness comes this. This long-ago song I'd play immediately. If only I could play guitar:
In the early 1990s, Andy Partridge from XTC wrote and recorded four demos for Disney's James and the Giant Peach movie.
Disney reportedly offered him a buyout that gave them total ownership of the songs and didn't require them to pay any royalties on any of the songs.
He said no.
Disney replaced him with Randy Newman. Who is a great songwriter (and, as someone who both was a relatively big name and a vet of Disney movies, presumably was able to get a better deal from the Mouse).
But I still want to see the Andy Partridge-ified movie. And I still want to hear these songs fleshed out, given the full Disney treatment. I'll bet they'd still be identifiable as Andy Partridge songs. (And I'll bet that movie might have been a huge jolt for Andy, with or without XTC).
Instead, it's yet another alternate universe project that never saw the light of day on this side.
So... in honor of spending too much time on the phone arguing with insurance companies about something that was their fault nearly a year ago...
And in honor of all my friends who are going through difficult times lately.
Here's my hope for you, courtesy of Andy Partridge:
Mr. Who, of the fantastic Any Major Dude with Half A Heart blog does an impressive survey of Right-Wing Pop-Songs. Wish I'd thought of it (or had the energy or knowledge to organize it this well). My only minor quibble: where's Neil Young from his pro-Reagan period? Go read now.
7 Inches of 70s Pop celebrates election day with Chuck Berry's only certified million-seller, the intensely stupid "My Ding-A-Ling." Maybe after all the racial persecution he suffered, it was just Chuck's way of flipping the bird to the suburban white kids who never gave him enough credit.
And finally, although it would be a huge stretch to call this post-election (not only for the content, but also because it was written weeks ago), here's a story I can't resist: