Mid-March and we’re finally seeing some Springy-ness – temperatures in the fifties/sixties; lots of bright sunshine; mud prints on the living room carpet – which can only mean one thing: time to open the windows and crank up the stereo!
Yeah, some records just cry to be pulled out now, especially when you’re feeling stuck inside. May not have thought about these discs for months, but with the new season, they suddenly seem indispensible. I’m not sure what makes a particular album part of one’s individual Rites of Spring – my suspicion is this association varies from listener to listener and may’ve been born in adolescence. I do know that the first disc I associate with the season comes from my high school years, though others would come along later.
But let’s consider my initial disc today: The Beatles’ Revolver (Parlorphone).
I first heard this ’66 album as a young bookish sixteen-year-old boy. It had plenty to hook me then: obvious satire, surreal children’s lit whimsy, anecdotal snapshots about life’s losers, mystical/philosophical foofaraw alongside plaints about being misunderstood by women – all delivered by the Fab Four with the deft energy of creative guys still stretching the bounds of their fecund pop inventiveness.
Aside from “Rigby,” the overplayed radio cuts are “Yellow Submarine” and “Got To Get You Into My Life.” But the tracks that bring me up every time are John Lennon’s “I’m Only Sleeping,” “And Your Bird Can Sing” and “She Said She Said” – the first for its airy pauses and loping beat, the other two for the way their notoriously cantankerous songwriter existentially argues with pretentious girlfriends. Also worth singling out: the French horn on Paul McCartney’s succinct broken romance song, “For No One,” and the discordant pianowork on Harrison’s “I Want To Tell You.” Hell, just looking at the track listing, I find myself going, “But what about that cut? – or that cut?”
I loved listening to this album as a teenager, and I continue to love listening to it today. Took the storm out of my study window today and replaced it with a screen just so I could Play It Loud this very sunny afternoon. Good Day, Sunshine, indeed. . . Powered by Sidelines