Court Polls: Defense for Jimi Hendrix

17 Oct

Jmi Hendrix

With this post, the poll for who is the greatest guitarist of all time shall be closed. The ending results: Jimi Hendrix: 6 and Eric Clapton: 2. I know, so many people voted! Therefore, since Hendrix won, my post should be relatively easy. Because of the large sample size of voters we can logically deduce that Hendrix is clearly the best. Well, no, even if I was not being sarcastic and we did have thousands of voters, I feel as if many would choose Hendrix just because they feel obligated to do so. Jimi Hendrix has always had a strange mystical quality to him; almost to the point where he is looked at today as a spirit, rather than a person who once existed. Because of his shortened career and his large amount of tremendous guitar playing, he is sometimes looked at as the default greatest guitarist. People know Jimi Hendrix. They know the story of Woodstock. They know how he used to set his guitars on fire. People do not know as much as Eric Clapton, simply because he does not surround himself with the similar aura that Hendrix did. Clapton’s guitar playing was certainly undermined by Hendrix, mainly because Hendrix had that crazy, hippie-like persona that has never left him, even in death.

It is not hard to defend Jimi Hendrix. Hell, it is not hard to defend Eric Clapton either. Both are two different guitarists, who took the blues and re-shaped it into their own particular niches. But, it is in Hendrix’s ability to make a guitar sing that I find him to be better then Clapton. Clapton can certainly make a guitar cry, but Hendrix may be the only guitarist ever that was able to make that electric sing like there was no tomorrow. In all of his distortion, wacky chords and riffs, and gritty solos, Hendrix’s guitar sang to any crowd he played for. This is a large contributor to the aura that surrounds him. His guitar sang and the way he played with it on stage was incredible.

Ask anyone why they think Hendrix was the greatest guitarist of all time and they will certainly mention his stage antics. No one felt a guitar like Jimi. He manipulated the string of the guitar and made love to it on stage. Hendrix’s salacious playing was not a negative attribute though. His style of playing just echoed the times he was playing in. His guitar shot sounds of free love and hate to an audience. It is his feeling of playing the guitar that sets him apart from Eric Clapton and others.

Clapton, King, Johnson, Allman, all feel the guitar. If you don’t feel a solo it will come out detached and unnecessary. Out of that list of names, I would go so far in saying that Clapton certainly feels the guitar better than any of them. But, he just does not compare to Hendrix in this respect. Career-wise, Clapton has stayed alive for over 35 years past the death of Hendrix at 27. He has had the ability to hone on his guitar skills and become a dignified master. Yet, over the quick span of Hendrix’s life he proved that he was just as proficient as Clapton. His use of distortion was not masking mistakes and this can be proved in his early performances before distortion became one of his staples. His skilful use of music is certainly there. While my roommate, Josh, may not be able to listen to Hendrix on repeat, I can. In the short amount of years that he existed he created such a variety of music that went from funk, acid, hard, psychedelic rock. I understand one cannot put credit into what could of been, so I am not. Look at his body of work. This proves that he is the greatest.

When Hendrix got up on stage his singing guitar and remarkable phrasing sounded like he was putting together understandable sentences. The sound penetrated listeners to the point that the venue holding Hendrix’s performance collapsed around them, only leaving Jimi, his guitar, and them. His guitar was the music of the stars, of  sheer wonderment, and it will forever have the ability to entrap with its skilfulness and leave anyone in awe of its beauty.

“Purple Haze” from Isle of Wight:

Court Link/Weekend Schedule: Evidence of the End of World

16 Oct

The Music Court is becoming organized and absolutely immature at the same time in this one post. The weekend schedule presently looks like this. Today I may be posting my response to Josh’s Eric Clapton defense. I will be defending Jimi Hendrix as the greatest guitarist of all time. While, yes, I do agree with Josh in most of his analysis, I want to present a few things about Jimi that I find set him apart from Mr. Clapton. On Saturday, Anthony will be posting another visual music, capping off his comeback tour trifecta. Please come back to normal posting Anthony; Please, I’m Begging YOU!!!! Okay, my desperation is just making me seem, well, desperate, on to Josh. I am forcing Josh to post a guess the lyric on Sunday and he doesn’t even know it yet, *evil laugh* Oh, and on Saturday, I will do my best to post a lyricist of the day, if I get to the Clapton response tonight.

My Clapton response was actually made easier by this link which proves that the end of the world is upon us. Read: http://www.nme.com/news/nme/47866. Two question: Why? and uh… Clapton, seriously, Why? Anthony also pointed out to me that a song like this was already released. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jaYGAT-TuO8. If the album is anything like this it will be fantastic.

Bill Cosby

Lyric #10

15 Oct

Hey guys,

I’m back into the lyric game. Hope you found the Clapton argument convincing. Anyway, I won’t turn this into another defense of the best guitarist ever, so here is today’s lyric.

“There you sit alone and there you shed a solitary tear/ Listening to a song you think that no one else would ever hear”

Hint: You would probably tell this person to “keep their head up.” And no, the song is not by Clapton. I’ll try not to be that predictable.

Answer: Kid, by Amos Lee

The Mountain Goats: The Life of The World to Come

14 Oct

The Life of The World to Come

Well, if one thing, John Darnielle, lead goat in his clan of Mountain Goats, is quite creative. Let us surround our songs around biblical texts is not something that many folk rockers go to (unless they are trying to get into the Christian Music scene). While, yes, if this album was not done by such a skilled craftsman like Darnielle, it probably would have turned into a complete disaster, it was, and we get to reap the benefits of such skilled work.

There is a dark beauty to Darnielle’s ever-changing voice and lyric. The themes that present themselves (like death) are not uplifiting and won’t have you dancing around or singing along. There is a more likely chance that in exploring themes that everyone must deal with, listeners will relate, and shed tears to the sound of Darnielle’s pained croon. This, by no means, suggests that you not take a listen to the album. It would be a crime not to listen to these songs. Just like bible verses themselves, Darnielle’s songs simply portray situations; it is up to you how you respond to them.

My response was simple. Awe. I have always been impressed by Darnielle’s passionate and highly literate lyric. His immense feeling seeps through the speakers and entraps you. The music does not hurt either. It has improved in this album. Often lost in The Mountain Goats is the fact that there are two other members in the band who participate to the song sounds and harmonies. Simple chord progressions are backed by interesting riffs and keyboard in this album, as well as, a fantastic appearance of rising drums in “Genesis: 30:3.” So, shall we get into some of these most anticipated lyrics.

For Darnielle’s lyric I would like to focus on them beyond a religious perspective. I feel as if one goes Google searching for bible verses they may be disappointed in a fruitless search for connections between the verses and Darnielle’s “verses.” I love puns. The lyrics can very well be in songs without biblical titles.

Let’s take one song and I will demonstrate for you why John Darnielle’s lyric propels him above most musicians today.

There is something rather shocking about Darnielle’s lyric. He seemingly can take any topic and slow it down for a brief look into human emotion. In “Matthews 25:21,” Darnielle begins the song by singing:

They hook you up
To a fentanyl drip
To mitigate the pain a little bit
I flew in
From Pennsylvania
When I heard the hour was coming fast
And I docked in San Barbara
Tried to brace myself
You can’t brace yourself”

The story is set. A fentanyl drip is the commonly used opiate for cancer patients or the terminally ill. We can clearly see that the song is about a character finding out that someone near to them is in their last stages of dying of cancer. Darnielle continues the song by saying:

“And I’m an eighteen-wheeler headed down the interstate
And my breaks are going to give
And I won’t know till it’s too late
Tires screaming when I lose control
Try not to hurt too many people when I roll”

This metaphor is suggesting that the character understands that the person will die; yet, he cannot bring himself to cry. He knows it will happen and he attempts to brace himself. And, when the song ends Darnielle writes:

“And you were a presence full of light upon this earth
And I am a witness to your life and to it’s worth
It’s three days later when I get the call
And there’s nobody around to break my fall.”

It is three days later when he learns of the person’s death and no one is there to catch him as he breaks down like the eighteen wheeler without breaks flying off into a visible night. Darnielle is a master craftsman and, once again, he has taken the untouchable topics of life and has molded them into beautiful and emotional music.

A Perfect 5 stars out of 5 stars

Performance of Ezekiel 7 and the Permanent Efficacy of Grace (Track on new album): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQ-zZJu6LKI

Guess the Lyric #9

13 Oct

Question Mark

Since Josh posted his eloquent defense of Mr. Eric Clapton for best guitarist of all time already, I will be taking over his Guess the Lyric section, just for today. So, let me get my dirty hands right into one of these bad boys. The lyric today is my favorite from this particular band and the lyricist ain’t to shabby on guitar. You know the deal, highlight the hint or the answer if you want to know if you are right, or, if you are stumped

Lyric: They don’t give a damn about any trumpet playing band/It ain’t what they call rock and roll

Hint: While I may not agree with this statement, the swagger behind this lyric is just awesome. The man behind the band which is forever in a portentous state, is actually good friends with Josh’s favorite musician (who you all should know from today’s post).

Answer: “Sultans of Swing,” by Dire Straits