Showing posts with label Shades of Deep Purple. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shades of Deep Purple. Show all posts

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Deep Purple's Version of "Hey Joe"

Last summer I went on a mini-binge of Deep Purple, at least of the first two albums, Shades of Deep Purple and The Book of Taliesyn. I like Vanilla Fudge, and that's who Deep Purple is channeling here with their version of "Hey Joe":


But nothing can outdo Vanilla Fudge's cover of a song originally recorded by the The Supremes, "You Keep Me Hangin' On":

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

"Help!' + "Helpless"

Priming the pump for Friday evening's rumination on Hippies vs. Punks, I heard two gems from the Age of Aquarius tonight. First, from their debut album, Shades of Deep Purple (1968), a Deep Purple cover of the Lennon-McCartney classic "Help!" A perfect match for how I was feeling prior to my run -- a dispiriting day of untermensching at work followed by a walk home where I contemplated three-plus years of flying solo. Yes, three-plus years of zero intimacy. Fortunately, I can run, and I can listen music (which Schopenhauer called pure spirit). So by the time "Help!" appeared on the playlist I was headed for the backstretch and rushing with endorphins. Check out the Hammond organ sound of the great Jon Lord (who died last summer); that's the sound of Fred, Shaggy, Velma, Daphne and Scooby-Doo -- the Mystery Gang; the sound of many a Saturday night at the suburban community center in Nixonian America:


Then, when the run was done and the rain was pouring down and steam was rising off my corpus and I was stretching my legs on the steps at the entrance to my apartment building, "Helpless" off the Hippie Holy Grail album, Déjà Vu by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young. If one could distill the essence of the Hippie it would be nostalgia -- an insatiable appetite for childhood's return, for a Rousseauian state of nature: