Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Vol 14: A Small Package: Music from Lather and Rinse!!!!!

Below you will find a few interesting artifacts that were mailed to my parents’ home late last month.  I assume that an anonymous reader of this blog did some research on me!  All is fair, I suppose.  Since my father and I have the same name, I surmise that this anonymous reader, after finding out my real name, took a gamble and decided to mail the aforementioned package to my likely address.  My mother tells me that the arrival of the package was preceded by a few odd phones calls that she attributed to telemarketers but in retrospect seemed connected.  Thank you, thank you, thank you, whomever you are! However circuitous their arrival, I have found the contents of this package invaluable to my work.  Speaking of real names, I now have real names (maybe) for Holiday and Dolf.   I am not naïve, however.  I am willing to accept that these names are also dead-ends; but, needless to say, I have begun to dig.
For all intents and purposes, my wish has come true.  The package contains a cassette tape of some raw demos for tracks we have been reading about in the Trouser Trout Press this month.  It took some scavenging in my garage to find a tape deck, but I knew I had one around for just this sort of musical anthropology.  I was also able to use my USB-friendly turntable to convert these tapes to digital audio files—which I share with you below.  But first, please read the following clip, which I believe is the Lather and Rinse entry to the Trouser Trout Press (you may remember that I recently shared with you the Optimus Prime entry that referenced this important side-project).  – ed.

Lather and Rinse
Discography:
Sometimes Ts and Bs (Drive me Ns) (Taint) 1993
Little Flower (Taint/Universal) 1994

Lather and Rinse were a duo committed, at least in their final active years in music, to the short-lived soft rock revival of the mid-1990s.  The group made two full-length recordings, a handful of singles (mostly covers and remixes), and one unreleased EP, which is often seen as a transitional document. 
Dolf/Adolf (Alexander Adolfo) and Kevin Holiday (Kevin Halliday) began making noise and electro-acoustic experiments as early as 1984 as The Optimus Prime, The Ass Piston (Holiday’s solo vehicle), and Sawhorse (with Burton Fink), but by 1992 they had completely immersed themselves in the music of soft rock pioneers like The Association, Bread, and Curt Boettcher of the Millennium.   Unlike Halliday, who cut his musical teeth in decidedly unmusical ways, dabbling in pure noise and field recordings, Adolfo was a trained artist and musician, competent on the drums, guitar, piano, and various woodwinds.  It is likely that Adolfo’s influences won out by the end of the duo’s decade-long run in music.   Adolfo played most instruments on recordings, while Halliday served as producer and provocateur.  Ironically, it was Halliday who took on most vocal duties, with both a rich baritone croon and a surprisingly celestial falsetto.   His vocals showed knowledge of soft rock history, referencing Colin Blunstone, Neil Diamond, Morrissey, even Robert Lamm (Chicago).  Adolfo’s guitar playing, the anchor for the band’s music, had indie rock’s sloppy jangle and 60’s folk tastefulness.  Neither man was afraid to pick up an instrument and see how it worked (or didn’t work).
Leading up to Lather and Rinse’s first proper album, Sometimes Ts and Bs (Drive Me Ns), many of the duo’s singles were covers or remixes of 1970’s soft rock favorites, most famously the cover of Bread’s “If” and the re-working of Shuggie Otis’s “Strawberry Letter 23” called “Hello Jerk Off” or “Hello JO” on subsequent pressings [I have attached the demo below – ed.].  But the B-sides were often original recordings.  One particularly interesting B-side was dubbed, "The Duet".  The song’s rich orchestration and funky drum beat (played by someone only credited as Repeat on the single’s liner notes) [The attached demo unfortunately used a cheap drum machine track –ed.] spoke to the early Quiet Storm/Philly Soul sounds of the early to mid 70's.  The song finds Halliday crooning in a warm tenor, while Adolfo plays female (?) foil, singing in a lofty falsetto.  The song is controversial for perhaps exposing the two's confused sexual leanings and the accompanying tension.  It is also defiant in its politically incorrect celebration of “Mandingo” love.  Adolfo at this time was drinking heavily and had put on some weight he did not carry while with the Optimus Prime (due to a steady diet of Chinese food and Tic Tacs).  Halliday, also a bit heavier, had turned introspective, absorbed by his work as a translator and a taste for “kind bud.”  Lyrically, the song was about an abusive relationship turned even more sour by neglect and abandonment, which, like substance abuse and unrequited love, became themes for the duo both in and out of the studio.   The male persona “steps out” on his lady, much in the way that Dolf and Adolf would abandon their soft rock calling.
One telling incident in the duo’s short history occurred in Waretown, NJ at a party thrown by a mutual college friend.  Holiday, Dolf, and an entourage of plus-sized male models (yes, they exist) arrived late and already quite intoxicated.  By 11pm the dance floor was dominated by Lather and Rinse—alone.  Reportedly, as if in some bizarre trance, the two danced moves like nothing the weary crowd had ever seen before.  Finally, too much vodka, grass and cheese snacks assumed control.  Halliday began to vomit a yellow orange onto the dance floor, while Adolfo continued to dance.  Adolfo then slipped into the DJ booth, destroying the equipment and thus ending the evening’s music.  The two were asked to leave, but before complying, decided to have one last dance, sandwiching the wife of one Scott Shrew (of the all white hip-hop trio Powelton Five-O).  The uncomfortable mood worsened as the two bumped and grinded to the music in their own heads.  By all reports, said lady didn't seem to mind, as Halliday and Adolfo were both regarded as handsome, excessive weight and body hair notwithstanding, and self-proclaimed “cocksmiths,” a fact not denied by various girlfriends and wives.   At long last, smelling of vomit and glowing orange from regurgitated cheese product, the two walked out the back door of the Waretown home and into the vast New Jersey Pine Barrens, all the while loudly discussing the sundry atypical uses for Vaseline products. 
In a rented trailer not far from Waretown (specifically, on the shores of Holgate, NJ), Dolf and Holiday set to work for two years bringing their soft rock vision to life.  The results were two complete albums released in limited pressing only a year apart.  By the end of that LBI stay, however, more problems surfaced.  First, touring drummer Repeat left to join the crew of a lobster boat, and then Holiday became addicted to a mixture of NyQuil, Yoohoo, and Courvoisier.  Rumor has it that Dolf had had enough.  He changed his name and started working with other musicians who were part of the coffee house/university jazz circuit in central New Jersey.  Holiday may have changed his name to Paul and, between trips hunting the elusive striped bass on his boat The Chocolate Starfish, reportedly sang cover tunes for a time at summer happy hours in the resort towns along the central New Jersey shore.  [See the inconclusive photo below –ed].


Holiday in white pants doing his best Alvin Ayler?

After releasing Sometimes... and Little Flower on their own Taint imprint, Lather and Rinse allowed Universal Recordings to reissue the Little Flower album in 1994.   The title track paid tribute to Holiday's unemployed Latino girlfriend (who soon became his wife).  The lyrics “Little Flower… You came along and rescued me in my darkest hour…” say a lot about how Holiday was feeling towards the end of a decade-long struggle with music and addiction.  But while Little Flower herself was able to save Holiday, this period also marked the end for Lather and Rinse.  Adolfo himself remarried and settled into a domestic life.  Ironically, many artists are able to channel this domesticity into soft rock gems, but Holiday and Dolf were too embittered by years of obscurity.  After the Little Flower record failed to sell, or even garner a little critical attention, the duo turned its attention to championing soft rock as an art form.  Feeling unappreciated themselves, they didn’t want the same fate to befall heroes like Gilbert O’Sullivan or John Dever or Michael Bolton.   Like their recordings, these writings have also become increasingly difficult to find.
See also The Optimus Prime, Sawhorse, Helen Reddy.

The attached demo of “Little Flower,” which I am told is found in a much different form on the later album of the same name, is generally accepted as the first recordings that Dolf and Holiday made post-Optimus Prime as Lather and Rinse.  The tune is played on acoustic and electric guitars, but there are equal parts noise and random, improvisational moments, along with rudimentary drum machine programming and a commitment to a low fidelity aesthetic.  The lyrics, far from fully realized and seemingly off the cuff here, do retain the puerile nature of earlier OP recordings, but this version of the tune definitely shows a decided break, a marked changed, from the OP’s previous oeuvre.   The hook about this Little Flower changing Holiday’s life was already fully formed and alone worth a listen. – ed.
Here is the “Hello Jerk Off” demo, based on a loop from Shuggie Otis’s “Strawberry Letter 23."  The lyrics are a cautionary tale for those husbands prone to late night "web surfing." –ed.

And finally the B-side called “Duet,” also in demo form.  Listen closely and you can hear Adolfo leaving the room to vomit due to uncontrollable laughter and overindulgence in cheap beer.

I don't know if I will ever get this lucky again, but please enjoy this windfall! Thank you once again, anonymous reader, for this little package that has done so much to assist my work! - ed.


Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Vol. 13 - A Little History: New Information on Dolf and Holiday

My nascent, parallel research into the histories of Holiday and Adolf has uncovered some new information about our subjects.  Thank you to my new (anonymous) friends in the Development and Alumni Relations Office at Temple University for the tip! I am getting closer every day!  What follows is an entry from the Trouser Trout Press, a now defunct fan-zine and web site that—like the current All Music Guide and Julian Cope’s Heritage Head, among others—once took on the daunting task of creating a living, growing encyclopedia of music history, with a special emphasis on the "other music," the lost oddities and obscure gems.  Honestly, I was initially shocked by descriptions of the puerile content of Dolf and Holiday's early recordings.  You may be, as well.  After some thought, however, I now speculate that Dolf and Holiday came to Soft Rock much in the way a philandering drug addicted criminal comes to Christianity, born again with evangelical fervor to spare.


"Born Again" Soft Rockers Lather and Rinse?


I extend my gratitude to another anonymous soul, this one at the Philadelphia City Paper, who is responsible for sharing her archived copy of the Trouser Trout article.  This same woman was able to provide a press photo of the duo of Dolf and Holiday as Lather and Rinse, their Soft Rock band, although the resemblance to two of their more prominent heroes is uncanny, and I smell a hoax(!)  Many thanks to all who helped the cause this month.  - ed.


From the Trouser Trout Press:

The Optimus Prime


Discography:
Good Golly, It’s… (Taint)  1988
Songs about Buttcheeks to Learn and Sing (Taint) 1990
Bleepy, Can You Hear Me? (Taint) 1991
They Hate Us Because We Love the Freedom! (Taint/Universal) 1993

as Lather and Rinse

Sometimes Ts and Bs (Drive Me Ns) (Taint) 1988
Little Flower (Taint/Universal) 1993

Good Golly, It’s The Optimus Prime announced the arrival of two rare, raw talents. Dolf (Alexander Adolfo) and Holiday (Kevin Halliday) met while both were finishing long undergraduate careers (8 and 6 years, respectively) at Philadelphia’s Temple University.  Both claimed “to be under the influence of a higher being” and felt they needed more time to “digest the knowledge of their higher learning”. Others attributed these lengthy stays at university to substance abuse and a fascination with seeing how much sleep an individual can possibly squeeze into a day.  


Dolf—a multi-instrumentalist, visual artist and writer—and Holiday, also a writer, plus a long time dabbler in musique concrete—began experimenting with music in the fall of 1984, recording nonsense on a Radio Shack cassette deck with a child’s Casio and an assortment of house fans, oscillators, pedals and toys.  Some of these one-off improvisations were self-released in limited number that year, most notably the Opus One cassette, which found its way into the hands of record store owner/producer Betty “B-Mac” McIntyre.  Unlike the fine wine of the same name, the unfortunate Opus One cassette has not fared well with age and reveals little more than a fascination with potty humor and bad imitations of Latin American immigrants (i.e. "Hello, Is This Working? Hello?”).  Nevertheless, B-Mac, who had launched the careers of artists like The Wilson B. Goode Move Implosion and Los Keebleros Pequenos, commissioned Adolf and Holiday to make a record to commemorate her 35th birthday.  The OP did nothing of the sort.  They took the money and made 1,000 t-shirts, more specifically, tour shirts to mark the second world tour of Jesus of Nazareth.  They then took the profits from the sale of these shirts and recorded what would become Good Golly… adding a cheap computer and a stolen 8-track Porta-studio to their growing arsenal of toys.  It was also during this time that the duo re-launched their doomed Taint Records label. 


In a 1983 interview Dolf claimed that the original Taint was created to promote artists that “taint commercial and taint accessible”.  The new Taint would have a similar mission.  Initial efforts to re-launch the label failed, however.  At the opening party held at the former Love Lounge in Philadelphia, the duo reportedly spent the evening standing in a corner, pointing at women and saying, “How you doin'?” "Wanna make out?” and "Thanks for coming out."  The "Come On Feel My Taint" bumper stickers were a big hit, however, and using the slim profits, OP re-released the Good Golly… record, along with some of Holiday’s solo work as the Ass Piston—most notably the Arse Musica tape that featured early versions of “The Early Bird Gets the Finger (the Middle)” and “Close the Window”, songs that the OP would later rework—and the Sometimes Ts and Bs album attributed to the band’s acoustic, soft rock side project Lather and Rinse. 

Adolf moved on to Baltimore and a failed marriage to Sandy Vasquez, who would later become Mrs. Bill Violent (of Violent Concerto).  Holiday stayed in Philly to pursue an MFA in poetry.  Both worked a series of blue-collar jobs, partly to pay B-Mac back for her birthday record and partly to recover from the financial losses incurred by Taint records and the numerous failed launching parties.  Only Lather and Rinse’s trip-hop remake of Bread’s “If”, appropriately called “If-Hop,” registered with listeners and became a minor club hit (a similar proto-drum n bass remake of the Beatles’ “Tomorrow Never Knows (in a Biblical Sense)” became a hit in German clubs).   Fueled by these minor triumphs, the dark days for the band were short-lived.  A rare live performance on an Austrian cable access show saw the Optimus Prime improvise a new song titled "Schnitzle in Mein Mouf" and the performance rekindled the creative spark between the two.

Falling very short of restoring the relationship with B-Mac (and her fledgling, Universal-backed British Shoes label) OP turned instead to a new patron, Jeremy “J-Love” Schaeffer.  The OP exploited J-Love’s infatuation with Holiday’s roommate and sometimes bed-mate K-Mac, the younger sister of B-Mac (K-Mac was also romantically linked to Tango of The Audacity and Phil Type of Mickey and the Tough Guys).  Love funded the OP’s Songs about Buttcheeks to Learn and Sing but, unlike B-Mac, saw some returns on his investment.  Songs About… received positive press and a bit of local radio play.  WPRB radio in Princeton, NJ hosted the band for a live in-studio performance of “Any Port in a Storm (if the Buttcheeks Are Warm and You’re Planning to Stay All Night)” and “Yo Quiero Taco Belle”  (a tribute to a very special fast food cashier in Dolf’s neighborhood).  DJ and local music devotee Juan Salamone did his best to champion the band.  URB magazine even listed the band as one to watch in its 1990 year-end review, particularly on the weight of the single “Hello, J.O.” produced by pre-United Church of What’s Happening Now’s Turk 182 that prominently featured a loop from Shuggie Otis’s “Strawberry Letter 23.” 


All seemed to be going well for the OP, and J-Love, when the patron decided to throw a party for the band to celebrate the successful year, as well as Dolf’s return to the Philadelphia area.  During the party at Love’s loft in suburban Philadelphia, where recent Taint enlistee Heir Helmut was scheduled to play, Holiday, Dolf and independent filmmaker D. Roegge (who had just completed work on a video for the OP’s “Let us Talk about the Buttcheeks (at Great Length and in Much Detail)”) all overdosed on acid-laced More 120 cigarettes.  The three destroyed the loft and most of their warehoused records, not to mention the already tenuous relationship with J-Love.  Despite causing their own debacle, the OP later blamed Love’s “nipple rings” and “healthy lifestyle” as reasons for the split and subsequent folding of Taint Records.  The caustic duo continued to attack Love through song and action.  The culmination of this was their documented run-in at the TLA in 1991 while catching a performance by the indie rock band Bastro.  According to shocked and confused reporters, Love and his then girlfriend were steadily ignored while trying to speak to Holiday and Dolf.  Later, the duo tried in vain to slip what they called their “members” into the back of said girlfriend’s elastic waistband while screaming “It's got me, for Christ's sake, it’s got me!”  Dolf suffered another of several consecutive overdoses shortly thereafter.

Setbacks and hospitalizations aside, a revived Taint made enough money to finance the lease of a new studio, the Rock, located in Philadelphia’s East Falls neighborhood, and some new instruments, including a Radio Shack/Realistic MG-1.  Bleepy, as the band would call the Moog-like instrument, became a member of the band and was present for all subsequent interviews (even on the phone) and photo shoots.  Bleepy, Can You Hear Me? actually warranted interviews and photos; it is universally regarded as the OP’s finest recording.  Combining the improvisation of Umma Gumma-era Pink Floyd with the studio trickery that predated the glitch of the mid- to late-90’s, Bleepy… deconstructed psychedelic and folk music—and without the use of drugs, it should be noted.  Since Dolf’s recovery, OP had become very vocal supporters of the “Plugs not Drugs” campaign funded in part by the Hair Club for Men.

It was at this time that another potential strife was introduced into the band.  Holiday had informed Dolf that he was romantically involved with an ex-girlfriend of his from their university days.  In some ways, however, this ultimately bought the two men closer together and sparked yet another creative renaissance.   The Been There, Done That EP was never released commercially, but holds a special place in the hearts of collectors.   The artists themselves we're especially fond of the cut "Smell My Finger - No, Smell Mine".   According to published reports, after deciding to split with the lady in question, Holiday would find red ribbons tied outside his Philadelphia home—a mystery that to this day has never been explained.

They Hate Us Because We Love the Freedom, released in late 1993, is an album with two distinct sides.  The rock songs take aim at conservative politicians, with Kraut and prog influences worn proudly.  Interestingly enough, President George W. Bush would later co-op the phrase to defend his position of pre-emptive strikes.   They Hate Us… also uses field recordings and pure noise to explore Holiday’s early fascination with musique concrete.  One piece in that vein, “A Chance to Fart is a Chance to Vent,” was later featured heavily on the crime drama CSI. 

Lather and Rinse released the Little Flower album in 1993 and saw the duo move further towards a softer, gentler sound that coincided with their fascination with the Soft Rock of the 1970’s.  Penned in honor of Holiday's unemployed Latino girlfriend, the title track is a love letter to a special lady.  True to form, however, Dolf later offered Holiday's “muchacha” $500.00 a month and no benefits to watch his soon to be born daughter, thinking it was “better than working at a car wash or cleaning toilets”—and caused yet another rift between the two artists.   After the Little Flower record failed to make a commercial or critical impact, the duo turned its attention for a brief time to championing Soft Rock as an art form, and then faded into obscurity as middle age overcame them both.

See also Lather and Rinse, The Ass Piston, Mack Davis


I have searched in vain thus far for more evidence of the existence of these Lather and Rinse recordings.  How wonderful would it be to find actual Soft Rock music played by Dolf and Holiday!!  Rest assured, I am not deterred from my goals.  If anything, my resolve has been strengthened by this extraordinary find.  I will discover more about these two characters, and I will continue to edit and share their written work with you.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Vol. 12 - Warm and Fuzzy: Herb Fame Seeks (and Finds?) His Lost Love


Reunited??
 
Holiday recorded in diary format many impressions he had from his numerous meetings with those in attendance at the first (only?) Soft Rock summit, held in Baltimore, MD in the summer of 1994 at a place called Paul’s Bar.  Many meetings were with those he considered to be among the genre’s finest.  He was particular fond of Herb Feemster (Fame) of Peaches and Herb, and he spent several pages singing his praises (in what Holiday calls "crouch-wrung falsetto," no doubt).  The feelings must have been mutual, as evidenced by the correspondence below.  Following the Soft Rock summit, in the fall of the same year, Mr. Feemster contacted Holiday with a heartfelt request.  Holiday, of course, first shared the epistle with his colleague Adolf, so below you have both Feemster’s letter and the electronic messages shared by Holiday and Dolf.  We know from history that things ended somewhat tragically, that, after working until at least 1981 as a police officer, Herb, while performing live for many years with many Peaches, settled for a stacked Spaniard by the name of Meritxell Negre and finally allowed another woman to record with him.  Herb now makes a living playing B-list gigs—retiring from the police force and rededicating himself to music in the process, however, which is surely a positive development for our hero(es)! You can read more in a 2009 story from The Washington Post.  A quote from that story speaks volumes:
"My love of all, the woman that's never disappointed me, is music. It gets inside of me and turns me upside down. It relaxes me and does all the things you would do normally if you had a woman. That's my woman. Besides my wife."  (Freedom du Lac, Washington Post, 5/29/09)
Besides my wife, he says, as if an afterthought.  The letter below helps to further illuminate or, perhaps, obscure this last comment.  Perhaps even then, Herb still longed for his Linda and his Francine?  One thing I know for sure: he did find his one true love again. Enjoy! - ed.

11/5

Dolf, my friend:

I know this is not the format to which we've grown accustomed, but I had to get this urgent message from a dear friend to our brotherhood in the event that one of our esteemed colleagues could lend a hand in this most serious love crisis.  Herb Fame [Feemster – ed.], as evidenced by the enclosed epistle, has surely lost his mojo, and his latest Peaches-of-the-month most certainly does not have it in her possession.  No, baby, Herb needs our help in mining the past, in reaching back to fan a flame that obviously still burns bright in his gentle, albeit funky, heart.  Perhaps there is something we can do?

Read on, man.
And Herb’s letter follows:

Washington D.C.
4 November 1994


Linda [Green - ed.], my peach:

You'll never know how much you have touched by life with your silky voice.  Pure sexuality.  I love you, woman.  That ain't no joke.  I love you.  Where you been, girl?  There was a time when I had the blues something fierce: To be so high and then get so low.  So low.  Solo.  You know what I’m saying?  Now I'm getting that feeling again.  Useless.  Museless.   Can you dig it? 
When I was a young buck coming up in DC, I sang for the Lord, my Savior.  Sang high and proud.  There was nothing false in my falsetto, girl.  But when that college boy Freddie [Perren - ed.] came poking his head around the store, I felt touched, like I had me another mission, dig?  Love with an extra ooomph and an extra owwwh.  I was too heavy to be some clerk in a record store.  Baby, remember my name?  Remember?  Remember?  Herb Fame, baby.  Fame!  I was gonna live forever, learn how to fly, all that shit. 

Can you dig it?

 Anyway, I cut a couple records with his people, but not much happened, you dig.  I still felt so low.  Know what I'm saying, girl?  Solo.  Then this shorty named Francine [Hurd Barker - ed.] came around. Look out!  I don't mean to get all Shakespearean on your ass, baby, but what's in a name?  Well, I'll tell you.  The Sweet Things was the name of her little group.  The Sweet Things.  Ain't that the truth, I said. Good God Almighty!! Anyways, that bitch Freddie had us sing a couple tracks together, and it was pure magic.  We made some shit happen, you know what I'm saying?  You've seen my gold records (you know, back when you used to actually speak to me).  But (and now I'm gonna drop some more poetry on you, baby, so hold on)things fell apart, dig?  The center could not hold.  She left me, straight up.  And this rough bitch Herb slouched back to Barry Farm to get his 9-to-5 on with the District of Columbia's finest, the boys in blue, girl. And blue was how I was feeling inside and out. 

Some time later, though, my boy Van [McCoy - ed.] (He still gets the ladies to this day!) he introduced me to this fine piece (Hahaha, it was you, baby girl!).  A model.  Damn!  Look out! I thought.  I’m in some shit now.  You became my new Peaches, my inspiration, my salvation.  We dropped some disco on them, you and I, but then we really showed them.  Platinum single, girl ["Reunited," #1 for four weeks in 1979 - ed.]!!  Take your gold bling, bling up out of here, boys!  My new Peaches and I scored platinum!  And it felt so GODDAMN good!  We made sweet love in the studio, on couches, tables, chairs, even Elton’s piano stool that one time.  Platinum selling duo gets a do-over, dig?  We did a lot of drugs, sure nuff, we loved a lot brothas and sistas, shook our groove things, so to speak.  Talk about brothers uplifting sisters and sisters uplifting brothers, baby.  But somewhere up in that fine body, I know you still feel those moments we had, I know you still remember those days, baby.  I wish I could climb up through this page and give you all my love, but you gotta want me, girl.  You gotta meet me half way.  Duo not solo, dig.  Let's do it!  Let's duet!  You gotta talk to me. Talk to your ever-devoted...

Herb

Adolf replies:
11/6


Kevin:

EGADS!  Dear friend, the story of poor, wretched Herb wracks my inner being with sorrow.  Ghastly dame!  Peaches, I (We!) [Me too! – ed.] implore you to right the wrongs you have so unfairly laid upon fair Herb.  Is there not a man or woman in this world that would not give his or her very fortunes to once again see Herb reunited with his fair Peaches?  Fondly, I remember the days of wine and roses (or better yet, silk robes [Herb - ed.] and beaded head dresses [Peaches - ed.]).  A big strong man, afro picked and poised smartly upon his dome, gazing longingly into the doe-like eyes of his ripest fruit.  

"That's my woman.  Besides my wife"

Oh, Herb, I do remember such happy times!  Francine, the original...the forbidden fruit that poor Herb was to taste once and then forever be denied.  Do you need to break his heart again, Linda?  Surely you must not have forgotten about the good times?  1970 – Cashbox Magazines R&B group of the year, the string of hits in the mid 70's culminating with the ballad to which Herb referred - "Reunited".  Please, find it in your heart, dear woman, to see your future for what it is.  Accept this destiny and find the strength and courage to find the magic once again.  For our dear Herb wasn't meant to enforce the laws of justice; he merely wants to enforce the laws of love...and it'll feel so good for all of us.         

Holiday also entreats:
11/7


I can only hope that this missive might fall under the gaze of la belle dame sans merci.  Peaches, we need you as much as Herb!  Hear our call, Linda!  Are we to survive on Bobby Brown and Whitney Houston?  Talk about black on black crime! 
Britney Spears and Justin(e) Timberlake?  The horror!  Love should exist above the street, beyond the flesh.  Love should grow upon the fruited plain that is your beaded crown, not just any beaded crown.  If the chemistry you and Herb had was all in a headdress, in a vast quantity of hair relaxer, then you would have been replaced years ago, and Herb would still be on the charts.  I cry when I now see him in photos with his latest Peaches of the month.  Can an imported white peach taste as sweet?  What you had was real.  Come back, Peaches.  Reunite the forces of adult contemporary love, the yin and yang of funk!  Give us one small victory in this otherwise futile fight!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Vol. 11 - A Taxonomy, Part 2

Still working on transcribing the list of soft rock terms generated at the 1994 summit of soft rock artists and patrons, I submit to you part two of the list.  There may actually be a third such list salvaged from the rough notes I have been reading.  I will also share a photo/scan of a few pages in a future issue, so you can glimpse the process (there's not mine).  You may notice that the participants seemed equally focused on abstractions and multicultural references as they entered the final hours of the meeting.  I don't know about you, but the first version of the list has been the catalyst for many debates among my friends and loved ones!  I hope you enjoy this interactive respite from my more scholarly work.  - ed.


Aubrey
Jane
Caroline
Mary
Judy
“La”
“Bah”
“Grooose”
Ventura Highway
The Brill Building
Central Park (in fall)
Abbey Road
Birmingham
The Village Recorder
Worm farms
Compost
Cummerbunds
Cardboard babies
Sherbet punch
Tickle Deodorant
Tickling
Patchwork dresses
Acoustic guitars
Potlucks (with Ambrosia—the band is even better if available—and Deviled Eggs)
Making one’s own soap (or paper)
Candelabras
Press and stick carpet squares
Rec rooms
Dens
Patent leather
Ice box cake
Bundt cake
Cake mix
Valium
Chicken croquettes
Fine Corinthian Leather
African art
MASH
Schoolhouse Rock
Jimmy Connors
Grimace
Wildfire (the horse and the natural phenomenon)
Unnamed horses
Deserts
Desserts
Carrot cake
Luxury liners
Cruises
Sleeping cars
Diaries
Pina Coladas
Awe
Gratitude
Reconciliation
Reunions
Smoking jackets
Round beds
Round stages
Ground beef
Ascots (ironic or not)
Large, dark sunglasses
Richard Tandy
Oates/Oats (the man and the grain)
Art Garfunkel
Bert (not Ernie)
Saddle shoes (for men, ironic or not)
Wheat (fields of… cream of…)
“Woman”
“Girl”
“Lady”
“Woo, Woo, Woo” (“and you…”)
Mine
Forever
Until
Still
Noble gamblers
Prostitutes
Informants
Rubber balls (pink, red)
IUDs
Tic Tacs
Lifesavers candy
Paperweights
Reams
Long telephone cords
Checkers
Chess (as metaphor)
Stage (as metaphor)
Rural gas stations
Diners
Early Bird Specials
Cadillacs
Roadsters (MG)
Fiat
Soft serve
Packaged goods
“Packages”
Fun bags
“Fun bags”
“Meat balloons”
“Sweater meat”
Supple
Pert (shampoo + conditioner)
Cardigans
Tights/leggings
Carnations
Squirrels
Beer can collections
Bobbers/cane fishing poles/coffee cans/earthworms
Lemonade (instant and real)
Instant iced tea (lemon flavored)
Instant hot chocolate
Blow up dolls
Ring pops
Chivalry
Knighthood (for pop stars and royals alike)
Twill
Linen (pants)
Elbow patches
Patches (iron-on)
Decals (iron on, from cereal boxes, boardwalks, etc)
Fringed t-shirts
Clover
Dandelions
Cranberry/pumpkin wine
Cider of any kind
Ceviche
Al fresco
Crème fresh
Favors
Robots (sentient)
Simon
Teddy Ruxpin
Pendergrass
Kentucky blue grass/Long Island sensimilla hybrid
Vocoders
The Moog
SpaceCamp
Harmonicas/harmonica harnesses
Cowboy hats/boots/shirts
Mother of pearl anything
Compasses
Stars
Catholic uniforms (girls)
Priests/nuns/rabbis/preachers/teachers/doctors (also used as metaphors)
“The Man”
Rabbits
Pigs
“Pigs”
Cobwebs/spider webs
Dew drops
The Cheyenne Social Club
Henry Fonda
Peter Billingsley
Robert Redford
Ed Begley Jr.
Darryl Hannah
Peter Scolari
Jonathan Lipnicki
Tara Lipinski
Rita Coolidge
Charles Barkley
Merlin Olsen
Cusack (John)
Barley
Turnips
Pine cones
Sugar
“Sugar”
Honey
“Honey”
The Sierra Nevadas
National Bohemian
Club rooms
Billiards (not pool!)
Manual lawnmowers
Roasts (the meal and the humorous send-up to stars)
Vests
Scarves
Handkerchiefs
Wells
Fences
Windows (open, stained-glass, etc)
“Windowpanes”
Bicycles
Peter Cetera
Chicago (the city in Illinois)
Starships
Paul Kantner
Bathtubs (footed)
Washtubs (with holes)
Paul Williams
Kermit the Frog
Marshmallows
Milk chocolate
Fig Newtons
Wayne Newton
Olivia Newton John
John (Dr.)
John Waite
Todd Rundgren
Eric Carmen
Guys and Dolls (revivals)
Our Town (revivals)
Tim Rice
Chess (the Broadway production)
Chess King
Ice Castles (the film and the dwellings)
Balalaikas
Banjos
Mouth harps/Jew’s harps
Kazoos
Klaatu (not the Beatles)
Any member of Ringo’s All Star Band, past or present
Mike Love
Carl Wilson (not Dennis!)
Arthur Lee
Bryan MacLean
Red Telephones
Old men
Love’s Forever Changes (album)
Love Story (the film)
Zodiac (also “zodiac”)
Tupperware
Dixie (cups, “Old..”)
Chicken patties/Rondelettes
Geno’s (not Burger King or McDonalds)
Two Guys
Dairy Queen (not Carvel!)
Montgomery Ward
Montgomery Clift
Rock Hudson
Italian restaurants
Pizza Hut
Sizzler
 Jack in the Box
Teepees
Sweat lodges
Lakota anything
Grooming kits
Shoe polish kits (DIY)
Chimney sweeps
Duraflame
Kerosene
Vegetable carts
Vegetables (only for Brian Wilson or Van Dyke Parks)
Dick Van Patton
Butchers/bakers/artisans of any ilk (often as metaphors)
Judas Iscariot (not Jesus)
Barabbas (not Jesus)
Joseph (adoptive father of Jesus)
Mr. Drummond
Ralph Macchio
Richard Thomas
Moles (mammals and skin abnormalities)
Family dramas (television)
Pantomime
Magic (as a profession)
Doug Henning
Gene Simmons
Gallagher
 Mork from Ork
Rainbow Suspenders
Gas Crisis, Iran
Pittsburgh Steelers
Dallas Cowboys
Therapy
Inner Child
Circle shaped zipper pulls
Inside Seka (and the, ahem, titular actress)
Taboo (film series and accompanying soundtracks)
Vanessa Del Rio
John Leslie (not Sir John)
“Johnny Wadd”
Seiko
Timex
Gloria Steinem
Brook Shields
Calvins
Aviator glasses/bomber jackets
Chuck wagons
Dachshunds
Finches
Masquerades
Pollution (fight against)
Iron Eyes Cody
Smokey the Bear
Smokey and the Bandit
Citizen Band radios
Convoys
Burt Reynolds
 Trans Ams
Pony cars
Barracudas (the cars and the fish)
Ann and Nancy Wilson
Fatso (the film)
Sammy Davis Jr.
Shuggie Otis
Strawberry letter 22 (and 23)
Billie Preston
Herb Fame
Jeffrey Osbourne
Syreeta
Bernard King
Wilt Chamberlain
Fast Break (the film)
Bubba Smith
Gabe Kaplan
The ABA (not the NBA)
Dr. J.
Cheadle (Don)
Meadowlark Lemon
Cross-country/steeplechase/javelin/high jump/track and field in general
Carl Lewis
Greg Louganis
Whistles
Sonny/Sunny (any mention of any Sonny/Sunny, including boy, Busom Buddies, Bobby Hebb, Bono)
Scott Hamilton
“betcha”
“by golly”
Falsetto
“Keep on Truckin’” mud flaps
Airboats/Hydrofoils/ferries
Irish Blessings
Abraham Lincoln
Martin Luther King Jr.
John F. Kennedy
Thomas Jefferson
Any president for whom a high school with a predominately black population has been named.
Wicker
Jam (not jelly) or preserves of any kind
Canning
Channing (Carol)
Fox hunts
Racist dogs
Larry Wilcox (not Eric Estrada!)
Pringles
Capital “I”
Commemorative plates/coins
Bottle caps/pull tabs
Bongs/one-hitters
High heels/platforms shoes (for men)
Magnum P.I.
T.C.
Helicopters
Tate Donovan
Stacy Keach
Ordinary People (the film)
Mellow/ Mello
Gold
Michael Lerner
Michael Pare’
Robert Hays
Bronson (Charles)
Soft-focused camera lenses
Coconuts
Limes
Hyperbolic time chambers
Nyquil
Nectar of any kind
Finding god (in prison)
Finding love (not in prison)
Animal trainers/zookeepers/falconry
Leaves of Grass
Giorgio Moroder
Arp
Papillon (the film)
Victor Tayback (pre-Vic)
Grits
Fried eggs (braless)
Billy Paul
Silly Puddy
Lorne Green
Richard Hatch (not Dirk Benedict!)
Richard Kline (aka Larry Dallas)
Female roommates
Crying
Time travel
Time shares
Bathroom appointments shaped like hearts, champagne glasses, etc.
Benson
Hayrides
Apple dumpling gang
Small homes on prairies
Mr. Nels Oleson
Frost (frozen precipitation)
Moss

Pete Best
Soft serve/waffle cones

Alberto Culver haircare products

Dutch Masters

Lavendar