<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790</id><updated>2011-10-06T00:23:26.902+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Canciones Atómicas</title><subtitle type='html'>Melodías de tiempo atrás, no reeditadas, y difícilmente encontrables, aquí estan esas canciones especiales que me van saliendo al paso. Grandes canciones, por lo general en lugares pequeños, que ensanchan el corazón y le dan brillo al desatino circundante.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-6316537907331559661</id><published>2011-03-19T13:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T14:07:24.447+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Richard Anthony - Si Tu As Besoin D'Un Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1b0Hh4ibLHo/TYSn2bsBbAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/igcd7PekdlI/s1600/Richard%2BAnthony%2B-%2BSi%2BTu%2BAs%2BBesoin%2BD%2527Un%2BAmi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585773991433432066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1b0Hh4ibLHo/TYSn2bsBbAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/igcd7PekdlI/s320/Richard%2BAnthony%2B-%2BSi%2BTu%2BAs%2BBesoin%2BD%2527Un%2BAmi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Richard Anthony - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Tu As Besoin D'Un Ami&lt;/strong&gt; (Come To Me)&lt;/em&gt; (C.Prior / R. Anthony / F. Gerald) del LP Columbia FPX 274 - 1964&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer me encontré con esta bella canción y pensé que te gustaría oirla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hijo de un sirio y de una inglesa, nacido en Egipto y de nacionalidad francesa, Richard Anthony llevaba ya siete años cantando cuando se publicó el LP que contiene esta joya. Y cantando sigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivor Raymonde, como siempre, perfecto en los arreglos y dirección de orquesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu As Besoin D'Un Ami, tierna, atómica y eterna, flota suavemente en el aire del tiempo, para ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yesterday I met this beautiful song and I thought that you'd like to have a listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son of a sirian man and a british woman, born in Egypt and with french nationality, Richard Anthony was already seven years singing when the LP that holds this jewel was released. And he still keeps on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivor Raymonde, as usual, just perfect with the arrangement and conducting the orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu As Besoin D'Un Ami, tender, atomic and eternal, smoothly floats in the air of time, for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Tu As Besoin D'Un Ami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu as besoin d'un ami&lt;br /&gt;N'oublie pas, je suis toujours là&lt;br /&gt;On a parfois dans la vie&lt;br /&gt;Des moments où plus rien ne va&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand on a perdu son chemin&lt;br /&gt;Ou quand vient la fin d'un amour&lt;br /&gt;Si on peut parler à quelqu'un&lt;br /&gt;Un chagrin est déjà moins lourd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai, moi aussi, comme toi&lt;br /&gt;De la peine ou bien des ennuis&lt;br /&gt;Et je voudrais quelquefois&lt;br /&gt;Etre sûr d'avoir un ami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je pourrais garder ton secret&lt;br /&gt;Si tu veux pour toute la vie&lt;br /&gt;Et je crois que je comprendrais&lt;br /&gt;Ce que d'autres n'ont pas compris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N'oublie pas que je suis là&lt;br /&gt;Ne l'oublie pas&lt;br /&gt;Si tu as besoin de moi&lt;br /&gt;Pense à moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je pourrais garder ton secret&lt;br /&gt;Si tu veux pour toute la vie&lt;br /&gt;Et je crois que je comprendrais&lt;br /&gt;Ce que d'autres n'ont pas compris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N'oublie pas que je suis là&lt;br /&gt;Ne l'oublie pas&lt;br /&gt;Si tu as besoin de moi&lt;br /&gt;Pense à moi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(C.Prior / R. Anthony / F. Gerald)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/453315558/Richard_Anthony_-_Si_Tu_As_Besoin_D_Un_Ami.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/453315558/Richard_Anthony_-_Si_Tu_As_Besoin_D_Un_Ami.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-6316537907331559661?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6316537907331559661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=6316537907331559661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6316537907331559661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6316537907331559661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2011/03/richard-anthony-si-tu-as-besoin-dun-ami.html' title='Richard Anthony - Si Tu As Besoin D&apos;Un Ami'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1b0Hh4ibLHo/TYSn2bsBbAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/igcd7PekdlI/s72-c/Richard%2BAnthony%2B-%2BSi%2BTu%2BAs%2BBesoin%2BD%2527Un%2BAmi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-2528858230548253002</id><published>2010-11-11T20:21:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:39:35.737+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky Kings - Help To Guide Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TNxDNC9bvxI/AAAAAAAAAbs/RvOo9fqyTDc/s1600/Funky%2BKings%2BLP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538375533170769682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TNxDNC9bvxI/AAAAAAAAAbs/RvOo9fqyTDc/s320/Funky%2BKings%2BLP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TNxC57-_s1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ts5JTq8k7CA/s1600/Funky%2BKings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538375204880757586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TNxC57-_s1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ts5JTq8k7CA/s320/Funky%2BKings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funky Kings - &lt;em&gt;Help To Guide Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Richard Stekol) del LP Arista AL 4078 - 1976&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra canción especial, perdida en otro LP perdido, en un blog perdido de un perdido. Una canción nocturna, aparentemente discreta, tierna, humeante, y con un encantador ritmo de tiempo medio. Sonido clásico americano de los 70. Un bala perdida que admite estar cansado de rodar solo, pero que no sabe muy bien cómo salir de ello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funky Kings, nombre tal vez poco apropiado, editaron un solitario LP, aunque llegaron a grabar un segundo, que nunca fué publicado, dadas las ventas del primero. Los tres motores del grupo, posteriormente, siguieron en el tenebroso mundo de la música:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Tempchin, con varios discos desde 1978, el más reciente en 2007, amén de colaboraciones varias con Tom Waits, The Eagles, Glen Frey, Glen Campbell, Tom Rush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El autor de este pequeño flash de neón, Richard Stekol, que antes de Funky Kings ya había publicado dos LPs con su anterior grupo, Honk (1973 - 1974), siguió en ello y en ello sigue actualmente vendiendo sus discos en su propia web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el tal vez más conocido de los tres, Jules Shear, tuvo un cierto éxito con su grupo Jules &amp;amp; The Polar Bears, entre 1978 y 1980. Desde entonces ha seguido editando discos intermitentemente. Sus canciones han sido grabadas, algunas con éxito, por Cindy Lauper, Art Garfunkel, The Bangles, Iain Matthews, Roger McGuinn... También trabajó, entre otros, con Matthew Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help To Guide Me", el cálido sonido de una luciérnaga urbana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Another special song, lost in another lost LP, on a lost blog from a lost one. A nocturnal song, apparently discreet, tender, smokey, and with a charming midtempo rhythm. Clasical american 70s sound. A stray and easy living guy who admits being tired of rolling alone, but who doesn't really know how to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funky Kings, probably an unfortunate name, released a lone LP, though they recorded a second one which was never released given the low sales of the first one. The three main forces of the band kept on the gloomy world of music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Tempchin, with several solo records since 1978, last one in 2007, and also some side jobs with Tom Waits, The Eagles, Glen Frey, Glen Campbell, Tom Rush...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The writer of this little neon flash, Richard Stekol, who before Funky Kings had already released a couple of albums with his former band, Honk (1973 - 1974), kept on it and still does, selling his albums on his own website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably the better known of them, Jules Shear, had a certain success with his own band Jules &amp;amp; The Polar Bears, between 1978 - 1980. He has been releasing, since then and intermittently, some solo albums. His songs have been recorded, some with success, by Cindy Lauper, Art Garfunkel, The Bangles, Iain Matthews, Roger McGuinn... He also worked, among others, with Matthew Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Help To Guide Me", the warm sound of a urban firefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Help To Guide Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your help to guide me&lt;br /&gt;After all these years of living alone&lt;br /&gt;I need your help inside me&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take this wanderin' boy back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a ring around the moon tonight&lt;br /&gt;And everything is still&lt;br /&gt;And your lingering love's a drivin' lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's speaking right into my heart&lt;br /&gt;Across my windowsill&lt;br /&gt;And I can't run and it won't let me hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need your help to guide me&lt;br /&gt;After all these years of living alone&lt;br /&gt;I need your help inside me&lt;br /&gt;Won't you take this wanderin' boy back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Richard Stekol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/430241005/Funky_Kings_-_Help_To_Guide_Me.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/430241005/Funky_Kings_-_Help_To_Guide_Me.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-2528858230548253002?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2528858230548253002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=2528858230548253002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2528858230548253002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2528858230548253002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/11/funky-kings-help-to-guide-me.html' title='Funky Kings - Help To Guide Me'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TNxDNC9bvxI/AAAAAAAAAbs/RvOo9fqyTDc/s72-c/Funky%2BKings%2BLP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1067640347028418985</id><published>2010-09-25T16:20:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:40:35.385+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy Robin &amp; The Playboys - Don't You Try To Love Somebody Like Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TJ4Gb1BEmEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/DSWMx0fgA6o/s1600/Teddy+Robin+%26+The+Playboys+-+Don%27t+You+Try.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520857268360616002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TJ4Gb1BEmEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/DSWMx0fgA6o/s320/Teddy+Robin+%26+The+Playboys+-+Don%27t+You+Try.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TJ4GV7yQS3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/tA9cTSQda2Y/s1600/Teddy+Robin+-+Don%27t+You+Try+(Label).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520857167098301298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TJ4GV7yQS3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/tA9cTSQda2Y/s320/Teddy+Robin+-+Don%27t+You+Try+(Label).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teddy Robin &amp;amp; The Playboys - &lt;em&gt;Don't You Try To Love Somebody Like Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Norman Cheng) Diamond 263 - 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La multicolor explosión beat de finales de los años 60, del siglo pasado, alcanzó todos los rincones del globo, incluyendo el sudeste asiático. Hong Kong no fué una excepción al fenómeno y, siendo por entonces todavía territorio británico, el influjo anglosajón era todavía más patente. Grupos como The Lotus, Mod East, Joe Jr. &amp;amp; The Side Effects, The Mystics, The Menace o The Anders Nelsson Group, mantenían animado al personal local con sus discos y actuaciones en directo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero tal vez los más conocidos y con mayor número de fans incondicionales eran Teddy Robin &amp;amp; The Playboys. Un grupo muy jóven formado por el cantante Teddy "Robin" Kwan y sus dos hermanos, William y Raymond, junto al guitarrista y principal compositor del grupo, Norman Cheng, y el batería Frederick Chan. Fueron la sensación, no sólo en Hong Kong sino en gran parte del sudeste asiático. Dejaron grabados cuatro LPs y un montón de singles y todavía hoy su recuerdo flota en el aire de aquellas latitudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't You Try To Love Somebody Like Me" es una encantadora canción, escrita por Norman Cheng, que aparecía en la cara B del single "You'd Better Cry" y que, todavía hoy, impresiona por su emotividad, colorido y arrogante candidez. Una canción que parece imposible que nadie pudiera componer en estos tiempos tan descreídos y ciegamente pragmáticos. Una canción que sin duda habría sido todo un éxito internacional si tan sólo hubiera salido de Inglaterra o los USA. Una canción realmente atómica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The multicolour late 60s beat explosion, from last century, reached each and every corner of the globe, including Southern East Asia. Hong Kong was not an exception to this phenomenon and, being then still a british territory, the anglosaxon influence was still more evident. Bands like The Lotus, Mod East, Joe Jr. &amp;amp; The Side Effects, The Mystics, The Menace or The Anders Nelsson Group, were keeping amused the local mob with their records and live gigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those most popular and with the greatest number of unconditional fans were Teddy Robin &amp;amp; The Playboys. A quite young band formed by singer Teddy "Robin" Kwan and his two brothers, William and Raymond, together with guitarist and main composer of the group, Norman Cheng, and drummer Frederick Chan. They were the real sensation, not only in Hong Kong but in most parts of South East Asia. They left four LPs and a whole bunch of singles and, still nowadays, their memory is floating in the air in those latitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't You Try To Love Somebody Like Me" is a charming song, written by Norman Cheng, which appeared on the B side of the "You'd Better Cry" single and which, still right today, is still impressive by its emotion, colour and arrogant naivety. A song which seems impossible that anyone could write in these so disbelieving and blindly pragmatic times. A song which no doubt would have been a great international hit if it only came from the UK or the USA. A really atomic song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/421197954/Teddy_Robin___The_Playboys_-_Don_t_You_Try_To_Love_Somebody.mp3.html"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/421197954/Teddy_Robin___The_Playboys_-_Don_t_You_Try_To_Love_Somebody.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1067640347028418985?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1067640347028418985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1067640347028418985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1067640347028418985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1067640347028418985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/09/teddy-robin-playboys-dont-you-try-to.html' title='Teddy Robin &amp; The Playboys - Don&apos;t You Try To Love Somebody Like Me'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TJ4Gb1BEmEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/DSWMx0fgA6o/s72-c/Teddy+Robin+%26+The+Playboys+-+Don%27t+You+Try.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-261143749367710057</id><published>2010-09-04T01:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:40:59.287+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe Jeffrey - My Pledge Of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TIF_5NLIPWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/t3e5p7cSz4c/s1600/Joe+Jeffrey+-+My+Pledge+Of+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512828039643807074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TIF_5NLIPWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/t3e5p7cSz4c/s320/Joe+Jeffrey+-+My+Pledge+Of+Love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TIF_yZjaN1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/SNLjE8MrmeE/s1600/Joe+Jeffrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512827922707789650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TIF_yZjaN1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/SNLjE8MrmeE/s320/Joe+Jeffrey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe Jeffrey - &lt;em&gt;My Pledge Of Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Joseph Stafford) Wand 11200 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece ser que Joseph Stafford era de Buffalo y que, a finales de los 60, era un habitual de los garitos de Cleveland, Ohio. Algún ejecutivo de Wand, alguna noche de copas, debió escucharle y se encendió la bombilla. "My Pledge Of Love" fué rápidamente grabada en las cuatro pistas de Audio Recording de Cleveland, bajo la dirección de Alan Klein, y obtuvo un considerable y fugaz éxito, con el nombre artístico de Joe Jeffrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le siguió todo un LP y unos pocos singles más. Aunque nuestro hombre no consiguió repetir la jugada y pronto volvió a los humeantes lugares de los que procedía. Y nunca más se supo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción, como todo lo bueno, me enganchó la primerísima vez que la escuché. Para cuando entra el bajo realmente, casi a mitad del asunto, ya estás en marcha del todo y te vas deslizando hacia ese lugar que habría que visitar más a menudo. La letra, en este caso, no es poesía profunda. Ni falta alguna que hace. Al fin y al cabo, trata de una de las pocas verdades absolutas de la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez Mr. Stafford todavía la cante de vez en cuando, mientras conduce algún anónimo autobus en Cleveland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It seems that Joseph Stafford was from Buffalo and that, in the late 60s, he could be often seen in the venues of Cleveland, Ohio. Some Wand executive, some night out, probably heard him and the light bulb shone. "My Pledge Of Love" was quickly recorded in the four tracks of Audio Recording, Cleveland, under de production of Alan Klein, and was a sizeable and fleetinf success, under the artistic name of Joe Jeffrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole LP and a few more singles followed. Though our man could not repeat the story and soon was back in the smoky places where he was coming from. And nothing was ever heard from him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, as all good things, got me hooked at the very first time I heard it. When the real bass guitar appears, already almost halfway through the affair, you're already in full motion and sliding to that place we should visit quite more often. Lyrics, in this case, ain't no deep poetry. No need anyway. After all, the song deals about one of the few absolute truths in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Mr. Stafford still sings it from time to time, while driving some anonimous bus in Cleveland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My Pledge Of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning baby&lt;br /&gt;I had you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning baby&lt;br /&gt;You know that I felt so fine&lt;br /&gt;You know I need you&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you&lt;br /&gt;This is my pledge of love to&lt;br /&gt;My pledge of love&lt;br /&gt;My pledge of love&lt;br /&gt;Darling, darling, darling to you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, to you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning baby&lt;br /&gt;I had you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much love this morning&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, little girl you feel so fine&lt;br /&gt;You know I need you&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Darling this is my pledge of love&lt;br /&gt;My pledge of love&lt;br /&gt;My pledge of love&lt;br /&gt;Darling, darling, darling to you&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, to you Yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky gettin dark above me&lt;br /&gt;Baby I need your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Got to have all of your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Baby I want your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby), baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby), baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby), baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;Baby (baby), baby (baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning baby&lt;br /&gt;That's when I caught your name&lt;br /&gt;I felt so much love this morning&lt;br /&gt;Little girl, little girl for shame&lt;br /&gt;You know I need you&lt;br /&gt;You know that I love you&lt;br /&gt;This is my pledge of love to&lt;br /&gt;My pledge of love&lt;br /&gt;My pledge of love&lt;br /&gt;Darling, darling, darling to you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Got to have your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Baby you know I want your lovin'&lt;br /&gt;Little girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Joseph Stafford Jr.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/416922526/Joe_Jeffrey_-_My_Pledge_Of_Love.mp3.html"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/416922526/Joe_Jeffrey_-_My_Pledge_Of_Love.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-261143749367710057?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/261143749367710057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=261143749367710057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/261143749367710057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/261143749367710057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/09/joe-jeffrey-my-pledge-of-love.html' title='Joe Jeffrey - My Pledge Of Love'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TIF_5NLIPWI/AAAAAAAAAa8/t3e5p7cSz4c/s72-c/Joe+Jeffrey+-+My+Pledge+Of+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7855954986948475447</id><published>2010-08-29T19:56:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:41:19.577+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherlode - When I Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/THqgH4a3JcI/AAAAAAAAAas/FUYucxrCio4/s1600/Motherlode+-+When+I+Die.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510893151305803202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/THqgH4a3JcI/AAAAAAAAAas/FUYucxrCio4/s320/Motherlode+-+When+I+Die.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/THqgCHShCGI/AAAAAAAAAak/JObKQpgBjqM/s1600/Motherlode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510893052218116194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/THqgCHShCGI/AAAAAAAAAak/JObKQpgBjqM/s320/Motherlode.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motherlode - &lt;em&gt;When I Die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (William Smith / Steve Kennedy) Revolver REVS 002 / Buddah BDA 131 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando vi la portada de este single, tuve que comprarmelo. Afortunadamente, "When I Die" resultó ser una brillante canción de pop soul que, a través de los tiempos, siempre acaba reapareciendo en mi memoria, y me trae una pequeña sonrisa y un poco de paz.&lt;br /&gt;Y sigue intacta esa colorista guitarra que guiña el ojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherlode fué un fugaz grupo canadiense (a excepción del cantante y organista, el negro americano William Smith) que obtuvo un relativo éxito con esta canción, su primer single. Para cuando su segundo LP se publicaba en 1970, el grupo ya había dejado de existir. Pero "When I Die" siempre estará ahí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When I first saw the cover of this single, I just had to buy it. Fortunately, "When I Die" happened to be a brilliant pop soul song that, through the times, always ends up reappearing in my memory, and brings me a little smile and a bit of peace.&lt;br /&gt;And still intact that colourful guitar that winks an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherlode was a fleeting canadian band (excepting the organist and singer, black american William Smith) which had a relative success with this song, their very first single. When their second LP was released in 1970, the group had already ceased to exist. But "When I Die" will always be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When I Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I die I hope to be&lt;br /&gt;A better man than you thought I'd be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hard to make you see&lt;br /&gt;What kind of man I'm tryin' to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask for you to try&lt;br /&gt;To understand what it means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to understand why you&lt;br /&gt;Get discouraged all the time&lt;br /&gt;I keep tryin' not to worry, but I&lt;br /&gt;Can't help feelin' lost in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I lo-o-o-o-ove you&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by and you'll find&lt;br /&gt;That we'll achieve a love sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I die I hope I'll be&lt;br /&gt;The kind of man that you thought I'd be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to understand why you&lt;br /&gt;Get discouraged all the time&lt;br /&gt;I keep tryin' not to worry, but I&lt;br /&gt;Can't help feelin' lost in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I lo-o-o-o-ove you&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I love you and I want you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got to, got to have you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I, 'cause I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I die I hope I'll be&lt;br /&gt;The kind of man that you thought I'd be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be (the kind of man that you thought I'd)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(William Smith / Steve Kennedy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/415879427/Motherlode_-_When_I_Die.mp3.html"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/415879427/Motherlode_-_When_I_Die.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7855954986948475447?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7855954986948475447/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7855954986948475447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7855954986948475447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7855954986948475447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/08/motherlode-when-i-die.html' title='Motherlode - When I Die'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/THqgH4a3JcI/AAAAAAAAAas/FUYucxrCio4/s72-c/Motherlode+-+When+I+Die.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1367205401166229880</id><published>2010-07-25T14:06:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:45:55.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Turtles - Lady O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TEwpFDRwoHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/WRZsFHdT4gM/s1600/The+Turtles+69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497814411868414066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TEwpFDRwoHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/WRZsFHdT4gM/s320/The+Turtles+69.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Turtles - &lt;em&gt;Lady O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Judee Sill) White Whale 334 - 1969&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando en 1969, tras una fructífera carrera con grandes éxitos como "Happy Together" o "Elenore", The Turtles grabaron "Lady O", ya no existían como tales. Cinco años con los clásicos avatares y excesos de un grupo de rock a toda máquina habían pasado su factura, y la banda se había separado recientemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El bajista, Jim Pons, tuvo la idea de grabar una última canción, a modo de despedida digna, que equilibrara los últimos singles del grupo, un tanto erráticos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos estuvieron de acuerdo y así pues, se decidieron por esta gran composición de una joven californiana (1944) llamada Judith Sill. Ella no había grabado todavía ningún disco, pero andaba ya intentando colocar sus canciones aquí y allá. Jim Pons y John Beck (de The Leaves) se hicieron cargo de la producción, contando con el precioso arreglo de cuerda de Bob Harris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La voz principal del grupo, Howard Kaylan (en la foto, en el centro), cantó acompañado por los coros de Mark Volman y Al Nichol. La propia Judith se encargó de la guitarra acústica, y no se añadió ningún instrumento más. El resultado, fastuoso. Ahora The Turtles sí podían descansar en paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When in 1969, after a fruitful career with big hits like "Happy Together" or "Elenore", The Turtles recorded "Lady O", they were no more. Five years with the classic vicissitudes and excesses of a rock band in full steam had taken its toll, and the group had recently split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bassist, Jim Pons, had the idea of recording a last song, as a more honorable farewell, which could amend the last singles of the band, a bit too erratic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody agreed and so, they selected this great tune by a young californian (1944) called Judith Sill. She hadn't still made any record herself, but was already trying to sell her songs here and there. Jim Pons and John Beck (ex - The Leaves) handled the production, with the beautiful string arrangement of Bob Harris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usual lead singer of the band, Howard Kaylan (centre in the photo), sang and members Mark Volman and Al Nichol la-laed. Judith herself played the acoustic guitar, and no other instruments were added. The result, greatness. Now, The Turtles could finally rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/408955299/The_Turtles_-_Lady_O.mp3.html"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/408955299/The_Turtles_-_Lady_O.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;LADY - O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you seat and seek a crescent moon&lt;br /&gt;is layin' at your feet,&lt;br /&gt;with hope that's made of sand,&lt;br /&gt;you don't think you can&lt;br /&gt;but you have held it all in your hand,&lt;br /&gt;Lady - O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' hard to keep from needin' you&lt;br /&gt;but from the start,&lt;br /&gt;my heart just rolled and flowed&lt;br /&gt;I've seen where it goes&lt;br /&gt;and still somehow my love for you grows,&lt;br /&gt;Lady - O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my heels I'll grow wings,&lt;br /&gt;gonna ride silver strings,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll see you in my holiest dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Lady - O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my heels I'll grow wings,&lt;br /&gt;gonna ride silver strings,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll see you in my holiest dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Lady - O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tryin' hard to keep from needin' you&lt;br /&gt;but from the start,&lt;br /&gt;my heart just rolled and flowed&lt;br /&gt;I've seen where it goes&lt;br /&gt;and still somehow my love for you grows,&lt;br /&gt;Lady - O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my heels I'll grow wings,&lt;br /&gt;gonna ride silver strings,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll see you in my holiest dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Lady - O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Judee Sill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1367205401166229880?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1367205401166229880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1367205401166229880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1367205401166229880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1367205401166229880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/07/turtles-lady-o.html' title='The Turtles - Lady O'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TEwpFDRwoHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/WRZsFHdT4gM/s72-c/The+Turtles+69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-8758516457733410451</id><published>2010-07-25T13:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:46:21.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Judee Sill - Lady O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TEwnzF-oUSI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5G7vvgQQnC8/s1600/Judee+Sill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497813003844210978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TEwnzF-oUSI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5G7vvgQQnC8/s320/Judee+Sill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judee Sill - &lt;em&gt;Lady O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Judee Sill) del LP Asylum SD 5050 - 1972&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tres años después, en 1972, Judith conseguía editar su primer disco con el nombre artístico de Judee Sill. Era el primer album que pùblicaba la legendaria marca Asylum. En él se incluyo su propia versión de "Lady O", muy parecida a la de The Turtles ya que se utilizó casi el mismo equipo y el mismo planteamiento musical, incluyendo el delicado arreglo de cuerda de Bob Harris, que tan buenos resultados habían dado. Aunque siempre es definitivo escuchar una canción a quien la ha escrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judee Sill sólo llegó a editar un segundo LP, al año siguiente. Tras grabar las maquetas para un tercero, que no vió la luz hasta más de 30 años después, Judee desapareció de la escena musical, seguramente ayudada por las escasas ventas de sus preciosos discos, su carácter dificil y sus devaneos con drogas varias. Murió de sobredósis en 1979.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Three years later, in 1972, Judith finally released her first record under the artistic name of Judee Sill. It was the very first album of the legendary Asylum label. It included her own recording of "Lady O", quite similar to the one of The Turtles as almost the same musical scheme and team were used, including that touching Bob Harris string arrangement. Though it's always definitive listening to a song sung by its writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judee Sill only managed to release a second LP, the following year. After recording the demos for a third, which remained in the can until more than 30 years later, Judee disppeared from the musical scene, most probably helped by the low sales of her precious records, her difficult character and her ravings with several drugs. She died of overdose in 1979.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/408957847/Judee_Sill_-_Lady_O.mp3.html"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/408957847/Judee_Sill_-_Lady_O.mp3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-8758516457733410451?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8758516457733410451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=8758516457733410451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/8758516457733410451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/8758516457733410451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/07/judee-sill-lady-o.html' title='Judee Sill - Lady O'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TEwnzF-oUSI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/5G7vvgQQnC8/s72-c/Judee+Sill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1290106231467487513</id><published>2010-06-18T12:24:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:46:44.957+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicky Hopkins - Waiting For The Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TBtJqiO9-XI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tqmL_Kx_ARo/s1600/Nicky+Hopkins+-+Waiting+For+The+Band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484057966346631538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TBtJqiO9-XI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tqmL_Kx_ARo/s320/Nicky+Hopkins+-+Waiting+For+The+Band.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TBtJk0T5suI/AAAAAAAAAZs/OKemCgOXJLM/s1600/Nicky+Hopkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484057868119945954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TBtJk0T5suI/AAAAAAAAAZs/OKemCgOXJLM/s320/Nicky+Hopkins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicky Hopkins - &lt;em&gt;Waiting For The Band&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Nicky Hopkins) del LP Columbia KC 32074 - 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos pocos días, buscando cierto instrumental, me encontré de nuevo con esta gran canción, todo un derroche de melodía. Creo que se nota que está compuesta con piano. No en balde Nicky Hopkins fué, probablemente, el pianista con el historial de colaboraciones más apabullante de la historia del rock:&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles (juntos y por separado), The Rolling Stones, Marc Bolan, David Bowie, The Who, Gene Clark, Joe Cocker, Donovan, The Easybeats, The Kinks, Quicksilver Messenger Service, Jefferson Airplane, Steve Miller Band, Graham Parker, Rod Stewart, Matthew Sweet, y varios miles más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosamente, y aparte de alguna que otra banda sonora, este británico internacional editó únicamente tres LPs a su nombre (1966, 1973 y 1975). Esta entrañable "Waiting For The Band" aparece en el segundo de ellos y primero en el que se atrevió a cantar, "The Tin Man Was A Dreamer". Por cierto, esa guitarra tan característica y discreta pertenece, como no, a su amigo George Harrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky dejó este mundo imposible en 1994 pero, probablemente, vivió más en sus cincuenta años que muchos de nosotros en varias vidas. Y además de sus incontables sesiones como músico de estudio para otros artistas, nos dejó pocas pero muy buenas muestras de su propia música. Como esta canción que hoy te traigo. Reflexión nocturna de un sesionero, aquí está la letra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WAITING FOR THE BAND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was black,&lt;br /&gt;it was the blackest that I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;I stopped a stranger and asked which way to go&lt;br /&gt;He slapped me on the back,&lt;br /&gt;and then he laughed and then he looked at me&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, Sir, you can't get there from here,&lt;br /&gt;no, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a road&lt;br /&gt;I cannot make it back to you&lt;br /&gt;Without a light above I cannot find the way&lt;br /&gt;Turn on your love light,&lt;br /&gt;Let it shine like a peek and wait, you see me through&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby how can I be happy without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster my heart is beating, faster and I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;Strangers are all around me, no one will tell me where to find a phone&lt;br /&gt;It's like sitting in the studio waiting for the band to come&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in the studio waiting for the band to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the band don't come&lt;br /&gt;by early in the moming&lt;br /&gt;I'II have to find a way to have myself survive&lt;br /&gt;Cause if the band don't show&lt;br /&gt;by early in the moming&lt;br /&gt;Then I'II be over darling, waiting for the band to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slower, I'm getting slower I've heard these songs so much before&lt;br /&gt;Lower, I'm sinking lower, pretty soon you'll find me on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Under the piano waiting for the band to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' waitin' for the band to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A few days ago, searching for a certain instrumental, I met again with this great song, a monument in melody. I think it's evident it was composed with piano. Not in vain Nicky Hopkins was, quite probably, the pianist with the most striking sessions list in rock's whole history: The Beatles (together and one by one), The Rolling Stones, Marc Bolan, David Bowie, The Who, Gene Clark, Joe Cocker, Donovan, The Easybeats, The Kinks, Quicksilver Messenger Service, Jefferson Airplane, Steve Miller Band, Graham Parker, Rod Stewart, Matthew Sweet, and several thousands more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiously, and a few film soundtracks apart, this international british only released three proper LPs to his name (1966, 1973 and 1975). This warm "Waiting For The Band" belongs to the second of them and first one where he dared to sing, "The Tin Man Was A Dreamer". By the way, that characteristic and discreet guitar belongs, obviously, to his friend George Harrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky left this impossible world in 1994 but, probably, he lived more in his fifty years than many of us in several lives. And apart from his countless sessions as a studio musician for other artists, he left few but quite more than good samples of his own music. Like this song I'm bringing you today. Nocturnal comment of a session man, its lyrics are up there above this text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/400332976/Nicky_Hopkins_-_Waiting_For_The_Band.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/400332976/Nicky_Hopkins_-_Waiting_For_The_Band.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1290106231467487513?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1290106231467487513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1290106231467487513&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1290106231467487513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1290106231467487513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/06/nicky-hopkins-waiting-for-band.html' title='Nicky Hopkins - Waiting For The Band'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TBtJqiO9-XI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/tqmL_Kx_ARo/s72-c/Nicky+Hopkins+-+Waiting+For+The+Band.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7057119311593959890</id><published>2010-06-03T01:14:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:47:33.211+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oscar Bicycle - On A Quiet Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TAbmlfMlFRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/dyxprSynfHw/s1600/The+Oscar+Bicycle+-+On+A+Quiet+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478319528446596370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TAbmlfMlFRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/dyxprSynfHw/s320/The+Oscar+Bicycle+-+On+A+Quiet+Night.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Oscar Bicycle - &lt;em&gt;On A Quiet Night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (P.F. Sloan) CBS 3237 A - 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Force West era un sólido grupo de Bristol que publicó más de media docena de singles entre 1965 y 1969. Incluso daban la nota al ser uno de los poquísimos grupos británicos de la época, si no los únicos, que utilizaba una avioneta propia para muchos de sus desplazamientos, ya que su manager era también piloto y poseía una Piper de seis plazas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Además también fueron, muy probablemente, el primer grupo del mundo en versionear a Los Brincos: Al año siguiente de su edición original, "Mejor" fué convertida en "All The Children Sleep" para el cuarto single de la banda en 1967. Aunque, por alguna oscura razón editorial, venía firmada por el productor del disco, Clive Westlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El caso es que en 1968, año mágico, se decidió hacer un experimento con el pop psicodélico, como era casi de obligación, y alejarse un poco de su sonido habitual de pop convencional, cercano a The Fortunes, por ejemplo. A tal efecto, grabaron un curioso y atractivo single. La cara B, "The Room Revolves Around Me" ha aparecido en alguna que otra recopilación de psico-oscuridades. No así la cara A del single en cuestión, "On A Quiet Night", una preciosidad firmada por el inefable P.F. Sloan, que a buen seguro debieron encontrar medio camuflada en el tercer LP de The Association, "Insight Out", transmutando la soleada limpieza californiana del original en una deliciosa y continental semilisergia nocturna. Para redondear el asunto, se buscó un nombre adecuado a la intención, y el single fué publicado finalmente bajo el nombre de The Oscar Bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cierto, no me habría importado en absoluto que el final de la canción se prolongara durante unos minutillos más...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Force West was a solid band from Bristol who released more than half a dozen singles between 1965 and 1969. They could even claim to be one of the very few british groups of the times, if not the only one, who were using a private aeroplane for many of their trips. Their manager was also a pilot and owned a six-seater Piper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, most probably, they were the first group in the world to cover an original song by spanish band Los Brincos: One year after its original release, "Mejor" was changed into "All The Children Sleep" for the fourth single of the band in 1967. Although, because of some dark publishing reason, it was credited to the record producer instead, Clive Westlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in 1968, magical year, it was decided to make an experiment with psych pop, as it was almost mandatory, and step a bit beyond their usual conventional pop sound, in the vein of say The Fortunes. To this effect, they recorded a curious and attractive single. The B side, "The Room Revolves Around Me" has already appeared in some of the well known psych-obscurities comps. Not so the A side of the single, "On A Quiet Night", a beauty written by the unutterable P.F. Sloan, which quite surelly was found half lost on The Association third LP, "Insight Out", transmutating the sunny californian neatness of the original into a delicious and nocturnal continental semilysergy. To round things up, a proper name according to the intentions was selected, and the single was finally released under the moniker of The Oscar Bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I wouldn't have minded at all if the ending of the song would have lingered on for a few little minutes more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/394598193/The_Oscar_Bicycle_-_On_A_Quiet_Night.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/394598193/The_Oscar_Bicycle_-_On_A_Quiet_Night.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7057119311593959890?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7057119311593959890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7057119311593959890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7057119311593959890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7057119311593959890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/06/oscar-bicycle-on-quiet-night.html' title='The Oscar Bicycle - On A Quiet Night'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/TAbmlfMlFRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/dyxprSynfHw/s72-c/The+Oscar+Bicycle+-+On+A+Quiet+Night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7353268065271496212</id><published>2010-04-29T13:51:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:47:56.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game - When Love Begins To Look Like You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S9lzc3dBGKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lBeP4G_Ynl4/s1600/The+Game+-+When+love+Begins+To+Look+Like+You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465526562549995682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S9lzc3dBGKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lBeP4G_Ynl4/s320/The+Game+-+When+love+Begins+To+Look+Like+You.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Game - &lt;em&gt;When Love Begins To Look Like You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Alan Gordon) Commonwealth United C 3009 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo queda dicho en menos de dos minutos. Breve, como la mayor parte de las buenas cosas. Una oxigenante canción para una primavera otoñal, que podría ser un buen ejemplo de cómo sonaría Nueva York si estuviera en California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A finales de los 60, y tras haber publicado un par de singles con su grupo The Proctor Amusement Co., con base en Fort Lauderdale, en Florida, un tal Chuck Kirkpatrick era uno de los técnicos de sonido de los famosos estudios Criteria de Miami, en donde le daba a los botones en las grabaciones de Aretha Franklin, Eric Clapton, The Allman Brothers y muchas otras lumbreras del momento. No se resignaba a quedarse en la trastienda del asunto, y tras algunos cambios de formación, su grupo se convirtió en The Game. Un contrato con un pequeño sello neoyorkino resultó en este single que nos ocupa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When Love Begins To Look Like You" fué escrita por Alan Gordon, ex-batería de The Magicians y co-autor de éxitos tan sonados como "Happy Together" y varias otras de The Turtles, "Celebrate" de Three Dog Night, y un montón más para The Lovin' Spoonful, The Righteous Brothers, Harper's Bizarre, The Critters y cien más. Alan murió a finales de 2008, todavía en activo. Tuve el honor de ser su último colaborador, escribiendo las letras para dos canciones que él llevaba últimamente entre manos, y que parece ser quedarán para siempre en el limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con respecto a The Game, después de trabajar con Alan Gordon, llegaron a editar un par de LPs con sus propias canciones. Incluso a finales de los 70, el persistente Chuck publicó un LP con Capitol, con el nombre de Chuch Crane. Burbújas en el mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Everything is said in less than two minutes. Short, as most good things. An oxygenating song for an autumnal spring, it could be a good example of how New York would sound if it was in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the late 60s, and after having released a couple of singles with his Fort Lauderdale, Florida based band The Proctor Amusement Co., a certain Chuck Kirkpatrick was a sound engineer at the famous Criteria studios in Miami, were he handled the knobs in recordings by Aretha Franklin, Eric Clapton, The Allman Brothers, and many other big names of the moment. He would not resign at keeping in the backroom and, after some line-up changes, his band mutated into The Game. A contract with a small newyorker label had the single we're having here as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When Love Begins To Look Like You" was written by Alan Gordon, ex-drummer with The Magicians and co-writer of such big hits as "Happy Together" and several others by The Turtles, "Celebrate" by Three Dog Night, and a bunch more for The Lovin' Spoonful, The Righteous Brothers, Harper's Bizarre, The Critters and a hundred more. Alan died in late 2008, still active. I had the honour of being his latest collaborator, writing the lyrics for two songs he was lately working on, and which will most probably remain forever in limbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding The Game, after working with Alan Gordon, they managed to release a couple of LPs with their own songs. Even in the late 70s, the persistent Chuck released an LP with Capitol, under the name of Chuck Crane. Bubbles in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/381540229/The_Game_-_When_Love_Begins.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/381540229/The_Game_-_When_Love_Begins.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7353268065271496212?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7353268065271496212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7353268065271496212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7353268065271496212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7353268065271496212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/04/game-when-love-begins-to-look-like-you.html' title='The Game - When Love Begins To Look Like You'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S9lzc3dBGKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lBeP4G_Ynl4/s72-c/The+Game+-+When+love+Begins+To+Look+Like+You.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7353327173405396607</id><published>2010-04-04T12:59:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:48:20.697+01:00</updated><title type='text'>David Kershenbaum - White Velvet Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S7hxM3x7KxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Uj5bF2e9gvU/s1600/David+Kershenbaum+-+White+Velvet+Cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456235414505073426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S7hxM3x7KxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Uj5bF2e9gvU/s320/David+Kershenbaum+-+White+Velvet+Cat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Kershenbaum - &lt;em&gt;White Velvet&lt;/em&gt; Cat&lt;/strong&gt;  (Bobby Lile) Capitol P 2191 - 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una de esas canciones con apariencia discreta y que, a pesar de todo, se hacen de notar rápidamente y permanecen. Nocturna y elegante, y vestida con un seductor arreglo, fué escrita por Bobby Lile, un experimentado artista con al menos una docena de singles a sus espaldas, editados desde mediados de los 50 por varios sellos diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como Bobby, David Kershenbaum no tuvo mucho éxito con sus discos. Aunque, con el tiempo, sí pudo ver su nombre estampado en literalmente millones de ellos. Tras introducirse en la tenebrosa parte ejecutiva de la industria discográfica, encontaría finalmente el éxito, la reputación, la fama y el dinero, con sus producciones para Richie Havens, Cat Stevens, Joe Jackson, Graham Parker, Tracy Chapman y cien más. Nunca se sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of those songs with a discreet appearance and which, in spite of all, grabs attention and lingers on. Nocturnal and elegant, and dressed with a seducing arrangement, it was written by Bobby Lile, an experienced artist himself with at least a dozen singles on his back, released since the mid 50s by several different labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Bobby, David Kershenbaum didn't have that much success with his records. Although, some time later, he could see his name printed in literally millions of them. After entering the gloomy executive side of the recording industry, he'd finally find success, reputation, fame and money, producing Richie Havens, Cat Stevens, Joe Jackson, Graham Parker, Tracy Chapman and a hundred more. You never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/371867104/David_Kershenbaum_-_White_Velvet_Cat.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/371867104/David_Kershenbaum_-_White_Velvet_Cat.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7353327173405396607?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7353327173405396607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7353327173405396607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7353327173405396607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7353327173405396607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/04/david-kershenbaum-white-velvet-cat.html' title='David Kershenbaum - White Velvet Cat'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S7hxM3x7KxI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Uj5bF2e9gvU/s72-c/David+Kershenbaum+-+White+Velvet+Cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1765097105246914679</id><published>2010-03-05T00:05:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:49:09.508+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouds - Ladies And Gentlemen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S5BAXOwh2XI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Zqt86Ayf6SE/s1600-h/Clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444922717333739890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S5BAXOwh2XI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Zqt86Ayf6SE/s320/Clouds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S5BAKheVvJI/AAAAAAAAAYc/suIBn5oekyI/s1600-h/Clouds+-+Scrapbook+label.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444922499019422866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S5BAKheVvJI/AAAAAAAAAYc/suIBn5oekyI/s320/Clouds+-+Scrapbook+label.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S5A_9SXDBsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/dRTrLH6Btlw/s1600-h/Clouds+-+Ladies+%26+Gentlemen+(letra).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444922271624005314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S5A_9SXDBsI/AAAAAAAAAYU/dRTrLH6Btlw/s320/Clouds+-+Ladies+%26+Gentlemen+(letra).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clouds - &lt;em&gt;Ladies And Gentlemen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Ian Ellis/Billy Ritchie/Harry Hughes)  del LP "Scrapbook", Island ILPS 9100 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción no estaba incluida en ninguno de los tres singles que Clouds editaron. Cerraba la cara uno de su primer LP. Y ya a los pocos segundos, se anuncia una de esas canciones especiales que tocan la fibra - no me preguntes cual. Elegante, bien provista de melodía, y con una orquestación al punto, ensancha el espiritu y dibuja una pequeña sonrisa escondida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds era un trío de Edinburgo - sin guitarra!, que además de los tres mencionados singles, editaron otros tantos LPs. "Scrapbook" es variopinto y con temas muy adecuados al pop como la mortalidad y las ambiciones fallidas. Un segundo álbum, "Up Above Our Heads", fué editado únicamente en USA. Tras "Watercolour Days", un LP con toques progresivos como mandaba la época, Clouds se disiparon en el aire. El organista, Billy Ritchie, parece ser que desapareció de la escena musical. Sus dos compañeros, el bajista Ian Ellis y el batería Harry hughes, lo intentaron un poco más. Tocaron con David Bowie en las maquetas para "Hunky Dory"... pero no fueron utilizadas. La vida es una tómbola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como reza la portada de "Scrapbook", "Riquezas en busca de un lugar al que pertenecer. Eso son los recuerdos, eso son las canciones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This song wasn't included on any of the three singles released by Clouds. It was closing side one of their first LP. And already after a few seconds, one of those very special songs is announced. Elegant, well provided with melody, and with an orchestration in the right measure, it broadens the spirit and draws a little hidden smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds were a trio from Edinburgh - without a guitar!, which besides those already mentioned three singles, released as many LPs. "Scrapbook" is a diverse album, dealing with topics quite well related to pop as mortality and failed ambitions. A second one, "Up Above Our Heads", was released only in the U.S.A. After "Watercolour Days", an LP with progressive touches as times commanded, Clouds dissipated in the sky. It seems that organist Billy Ritchie quit the music scene for good. His two mates, bassist Ian Ellis and drumer Harry hughes, tried a little further on. They played with David Bowie on the "Hunky Dory" demo sessions... but they finally were not used. Life is a lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As said on the "Scrapbook" cover, "Riches in search of a place to belong. Such are memories, such are songs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/359033045/Clouds_-_Ladies_And_Gentlemen.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/359033045/Clouds_-_Ladies_And_Gentlemen.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1765097105246914679?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1765097105246914679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1765097105246914679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1765097105246914679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1765097105246914679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/03/clouds-ladies-and-gentlemen.html' title='Clouds - Ladies And Gentlemen'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S5BAXOwh2XI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Zqt86Ayf6SE/s72-c/Clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-654580230531399523</id><published>2010-02-24T01:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:49:35.781+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Revere &amp; The Raiders - Your Love (Is The Only Love)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S4Rw_EI66eI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vhiS2s5l19Y/s1600-h/Paul+Revere+%26+The+Raiders+-+Your+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441598478515628514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S4Rw_EI66eI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vhiS2s5l19Y/s320/Paul+Revere+%26+The+Raiders+-+Your+Love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S4Rw3MW0orI/AAAAAAAAAXk/1a-25GJrKzU/s1600-h/Paul+Revere+%26+The+Raiders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441598343282467506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S4Rw3MW0orI/AAAAAAAAAXk/1a-25GJrKzU/s320/Paul+Revere+%26+The+Raiders.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul Revere &amp;amp; The Raiders - &lt;em&gt;Your Love (Is The Only Love) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Dennis Lambert / Brian Potter) Columbia 3-10126 - 1975&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando su último single oficial fué publicado, hacía casi unos diez años ya que Paul Revere &amp;amp; The Raiders habían dejado atrás su época dorada. La cara A del single en cuestión era una aguerrida versión del "Good Times" de The Easybeats, debídamente setentizada. En la cara B, casi a modo de despedida, aparecía esta sorpresa: Una multicolor canción que parece sacada del repertorio de algún grupo de northern soul de los 70. No en balde está compuesta por Dennis Lambert y Brian Potter, que ya habían escrito algunos grandes éxitos para The Four Tops, además de para The Grass Roots, Glen Campbell y muchos otros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, el público del Sonido Philadelphia no solía seguir a grupos de rock que andaban ya cuesta abajo. Los fans de The Raiders se habían hecho mayores y estaban por otros menesteres y, los pocos que quedaban, no se identificaban demasiado con los sonidos del soul de guante blanco. Además y después de todo, esto era tan sólo una cara B. Total, anonimato garantizado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probablemente, otro gallo habría cantado si la canción hubiera sido un single de The O'Jays o de The Spinners. Ya ves, también en la música, la apariencia, el nombre y el envoltorio parecen ser decisivos. Un gran canto del cisne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When their last official single was released, it was already about ten years ago that Paul Revere &amp;amp; The Raiders had left behind their peak and golden times. The A side of the single was a hard and duly seventized cover of "Good Times" by The Easybeats. On the B side, almost as some kind of goodbye, there was this suprise: A multicoloured song which seems more taken from the set list of some 70s northern soul group. Indeed, it was written by Dennis Lambert and Brian Potter, who had already penned some great hits for The Four Tops, and also The Grass Roots, Glen Campbell and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the Philadelphia Sound audience didn't use to follow rock bands on their way downhill. The old fans from the Raiders were already grown up and with their 9 to 5 lives and, those few left, wouldn't get too indentified with these white eyed soul sounds. Also and after all, this was only a B side. So, anonimity guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably, it would have been a quite different thing if the song had been a single by The O'Jays or The Spinners. You see, also in music, appearance, name and envelope seem to be a decisive point. A great swan song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/354921888/Paul_Revere___The_Raiders_-_Your_Love.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/354921888/Paul_Revere___The_Raiders_-_Your_Love.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-654580230531399523?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/654580230531399523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=654580230531399523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/654580230531399523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/654580230531399523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/02/paul-revere-raiders-your-love-is-only.html' title='Paul Revere &amp; The Raiders - Your Love (Is The Only Love)'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S4Rw_EI66eI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vhiS2s5l19Y/s72-c/Paul+Revere+%26+The+Raiders+-+Your+Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-3036573909372330976</id><published>2010-01-31T12:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:50:11.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tir Na Nog - Two White Horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S2VtUXM0MrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/3ZVWzyS9GMY/s1600-h/Tir+Na+Nog+-+A+Tear+%26+A+Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432868722084950706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S2VtUXM0MrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/3ZVWzyS9GMY/s320/Tir+Na+Nog+-+A+Tear+%26+A+Smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S2VtL5cK6sI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yKfJvhIi7rg/s1600-h/Tir+Na+Nog+-+Two+White+Horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432868576657337026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S2VtL5cK6sI/AAAAAAAAAXM/yKfJvhIi7rg/s320/Tir+Na+Nog+-+Two+White+Horses.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tir Na Nog - &lt;em&gt;Two White Horses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (Sonny Condell)  Chrysalis LP CHR 1006 - 1972&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;En 1969, Sonny Condell y Leo O'Kelly se unieron en Dublin bajo el nombre de Tir Na Nog ("Tierra De La Eterna Juventud" en gaélico). Su primer LP se publicaba en 1971 y, tras dos discos más, la eterna juventud se transmutó en algo diferente y el duo pasó a dicen que mejor vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two White Horses" es la canción que cierra su segundo álbum, "A Tear And A Smile". Grande y pequeña al mismo tiempo. Seria y sonriente. Agridulce como la vida misma. Misteriosamente, ha permanecido intacta en mi memoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In 1969, Sonny Condell and Leo O'Kelly got together in Dublin under the name Tir Na Nog ("Land Of Eternal Youth" in gaelic). Their first LP was released in 1971 and, after two more records, the eternal youth transmutated into something else and the duo passed into what they call a better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two White Horses" is the song closing their second album, "A Tear And A Smile". Big and small at the same time. Serious and smiling. Bittersweet as life itself. Misteriously, it has lingered untouched in my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/343803738/Tir_Na_Nog_-_Two_White_Horses.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/343803738/Tir_Na_Nog_-_Two_White_Horses.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-3036573909372330976?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3036573909372330976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=3036573909372330976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3036573909372330976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3036573909372330976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2010/01/tir-na-nog-two-white-horses.html' title='Tir Na Nog - Two White Horses'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/S2VtUXM0MrI/AAAAAAAAAXU/3ZVWzyS9GMY/s72-c/Tir+Na+Nog+-+A+Tear+%26+A+Smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-5072554761379915658</id><published>2009-12-31T18:03:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:51:02.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The George Martin Orchestra - All Quiet On The Mersey Front / Chris Lamb &amp; The Universals - Mysterious Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SzzZ8p7zeVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/NQyWbVKVBkA/s1600-h/George+Martin+-+All+Quiet+On+The+Mersey+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421447687519304018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SzzZ8p7zeVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/NQyWbVKVBkA/s320/George+Martin+-+All+Quiet+On+The+Mersey+Front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SzzZ2KDNVBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_3o9W55AxKM/s1600-h/George+Martin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421447575881208850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SzzZ2KDNVBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/_3o9W55AxKM/s320/George+Martin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SzzZuiAncxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/q8NHbeU0XKY/s1600-h/Chris+Lamb+-+Mysterious+Land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421447444873835282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SzzZuiAncxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/q8NHbeU0XKY/s320/Chris+Lamb+-+Mysterious+Land.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The George Martin Orchestra - &lt;em&gt;All Quiet On The Mersey Front&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (George Martin) Parlophone R 5222 - 1965&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris Lamb &amp;amp; The Universals - &lt;em&gt;Mysterious Land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Chris Lamb) Decca F 12176 - 1965&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las brumas de otra década se disipan estoicas, y bailan al son de melodías nocturnas y antiguas. Los extremos se tocan, como siempre, y como siempre nos dicen ténuemente que el viejo espejismo sigue candente, y olvidado por lo presente. Algunos reunen fuerzas para lanzar deseos al viento. Deseos de tierras misteriosas en el ropero y en la salita de estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tranquilo, camarada extraño. Todo está tranquilo en el frente de nuestras viejas guerras, y otras paces humeantes se acercan suaves e insolentes. Salud y gloria a los corredores de fondo y a los degustadores secretos de canciones escondidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The mists of another decade are stoically dissipating, and dance to the sounds of nocturnal ancient melodies. Extremes are touching each other, as usual, and as usual they're faintly telling us that the old mirage keeps on burning, and forgotten for being present. Some gather strengths to cast desires into the winds. Desires of mysterious lands in the wardrobe and in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be calm, strange comrade. All is quiet on our old wars front, and some other smokey peaces are approaching smooth and insolent. Glory and greetings to the long race runners and to the secret tasters of hidden songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/328475484/George_Martin_Orch_-_All_Quiet_On_The_Mersey_Front.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/328475484/George_Martin_Orch_-_All_Quiet_On_The_Mersey_Front.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/328476547/Chris_Lamb_-_Mysterious_Land.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/328476547/Chris_Lamb_-_Mysterious_Land.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-5072554761379915658?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5072554761379915658/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=5072554761379915658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/5072554761379915658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/5072554761379915658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/12/george-martin-orchestra-all-quiet-on.html' title='The George Martin Orchestra - All Quiet On The Mersey Front / Chris Lamb &amp; The Universals - Mysterious Land'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SzzZ8p7zeVI/AAAAAAAAAW0/NQyWbVKVBkA/s72-c/George+Martin+-+All+Quiet+On+The+Mersey+Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-4427403201895130903</id><published>2009-11-30T01:49:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:51:27.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Matching Mole - O Caroline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SxMXSEQ58-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/qBGmCgclWKg/s1600/Matching+Mole+LP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409693176551830498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SxMXSEQ58-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/qBGmCgclWKg/s320/Matching+Mole+LP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SxMXKFDwKQI/AAAAAAAAAWM/LCRa5ygIwek/s1600/Matching+Mole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 99px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409693039326144770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SxMXKFDwKQI/AAAAAAAAAWM/LCRa5ygIwek/s320/Matching+Mole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SxMWwavzRoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lYl5CEbkD2I/s1600/Matching+Mole+-+O+Caroline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409692598471444098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SxMWwavzRoI/AAAAAAAAAWE/lYl5CEbkD2I/s320/Matching+Mole+-+O+Caroline.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matching Mole - &lt;em&gt;O Caroline&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  (David Sinclair / Robert Wyatt) LP CBS 64850 - 1972&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción me tuvo seriamente enganchado, en lo que al parecer fué otra vida. Hace unos días, buscando otra cosa, me topé de nuevo con ella y te la traigo para una mejor aclimatación al frio que ya casi llega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Caroline" abría el primer LP de Matching Mole, el grupo que Robert Wyatt había formado después de dejar atrás a Soft Machine. Además de Phil Miller (recién salido de Delivery) y de Bill McCormick (de Quiet Sun), le acompañaba en esta nueva aventura, aunque por poco tiempo, David Sinclair, teclista de los imponentes Caravan y co-autor de esta pequeña gran maravilla. Tras un segundo álbum, ya sin David, y después del triste accidente que dejó a Robert anclado a una silla de ruedas de por vida, el grupo se disolvió. Aunque todos sus componentes persistieron en el noble vicio de la música. Especialmente Robert Wyatt, que sigue en ello en la actualidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un principio, tenía la intención de poner el single, por cierto, el único de Matching Mole. Pero no he podido prescindir de la lisérgica introducción instrumental, que no aparece en el 7 pulgadas, y finalmente te he traído la versión del LP. La impagable voz de Robert Wyatt vuelve a atestiguar que nunca la frialdad de las estepas mentales fué tan cálida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This song got me seriously hooked, in what it seems was another life. A few days ago, looking for something else, I stumbled again with it and here I'm bringing it to you for a better acclimatization to that cold that's almost coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Caroline" was opening the first LP of Matching Mole, the band that Robert Wyatt put together after leaving behind the Soft Machine. Besides Phil Miller (just gone from Delivery) and Bill McCormick (from Quiet Sun), former organist from the epic Caravan and co-writer of this little great wonder, David Sinclair, was joining Robert in his new adventure, though it would be for a short time. After a second album, already without David, and after the sad incident which left Robert chained for life to a wheel chair, the band split. Though all of its members insisted in the noble vice of music. Specially Robert Wyatt, who's still at it nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I had the intention of posting the single, by the way, the only one by Matching Mole. But I could not do without that lysergic instrumental opening, completely absent on the 7 inch, and finally I brought you the LP version. The otherworldly voice of Robert Wyatt testifies again that never the coldness of mental steppes was so warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/314058566/Matching_Mole_-_O_Caroline.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/314058566/Matching_Mole_-_O_Caroline.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-4427403201895130903?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4427403201895130903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=4427403201895130903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/4427403201895130903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/4427403201895130903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/matching-mole-o-caroline.html' title='Matching Mole - O Caroline'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SxMXSEQ58-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/qBGmCgclWKg/s72-c/Matching+Mole+LP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7015004438399327251</id><published>2009-11-12T01:49:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T01:55:15.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Creatures - String Along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtcF7i8DFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1Gd_jhhBF3o/s1600-h/The+Creatures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403013434914376786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtcF7i8DFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1Gd_jhhBF3o/s320/The+Creatures.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Svtb_SEofrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nvDHnBrE-Qc/s1600-h/The+Creatures+-+String+Along.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403013320702197426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Svtb_SEofrI/AAAAAAAAAVk/nvDHnBrE-Qc/s320/The+Creatures+-+String+Along.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Creatures - &lt;em&gt;String Along&lt;/em&gt; (Neil Levenson / Artie Kornfeld) CBS 202350 - 1966&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Este otoño me estoy poniendo un poco blando. He tropezado con un par de canciones, más o menos de la misma época, que, sin parecerse exactamente, me transmiten la misma sensación, el mismo sentimiento. Dos encatadoras baladas beat, tiernas y fuertes a un tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La primera, "String Along", aparecía en la cara B del segundo single de The Creatures, grupo irlandés con una curiosa historia. Formados en Dublín en 1965, fueron "descubiertos" tocando en el legendario club de París, The Locomotive, por el productor del sello americano Columbia, Neil Levenson, quien los fichó al instante y se los llevó a New York a grabar unas cuantas canciones. Cuatro singles fueron el resultado de aquellas sesiones, y los tres primeros serían publicados también en Irlanda y en el Reino Unido. A pesar de que The Creatures fueron uno de los más importantes grupos beat de Irlanda, pocos resultados obtuvieron fuera de la isla y, a finales de 1967, pasaban a formar parte de la historia liquida del pop local. Posteriormente el bajista, Frank Boylan, pasó a formar parte del legendario grupo de folk progresivo Mellow Candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"String Along", compuesta por el productor Neil Levenson y por el reputado músico y autor Artie Kornfeld, tiene una calidez y una candidez discretamente enternecedoras y muy raramente localizadas en décadas recientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This autumn I'm getting a little mellow. I've just stumbled with a couple of songs, of more or less same vintage, which, without being too similar, are transmitting me the very same sensation, the same feeling. Two charming beat ballads, tender and strong at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one, "String Along", appeared on the B side of The Creatures second single. They were a band with a curious story. Formed in Dublin in 1965, they were "discovered", playing in the legendary club in Paris, The Locomotive, by american Columbia label producer Neil Levenson who immediately signed the band and took them to New York to record a bunch of songs. Four singles were the result of those sessions and the first three of them were also released in Ireland and the U.K. In spite of The Creatures being one of the most important 60s irish beat groups, they couldn't achieve any big results outside the island and, in late 1967, they already were part of the liquid story of the local pop. Later, bass player Frank Boylan, was part of legendary progresive folk band Mellow Candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"String Along", written by producer Neil Levenson and famous musician and songsmith Artie Kornfelf, has a discreetly charming warmth and naivety, quite rarely spotted in recent decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/305729442/The_Creatures_-_String_Along.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/305729442/The_Creatures_-_String_Along.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7015004438399327251?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7015004438399327251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7015004438399327251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7015004438399327251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7015004438399327251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/creatures-string-along.html' title='The Creatures - String Along'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtcF7i8DFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1Gd_jhhBF3o/s72-c/The+Creatures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-2080734582950164319</id><published>2009-11-12T01:44:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T02:07:30.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cymbaline - Where Did Love Go Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtavgdSfqI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-X7ivG-TlSY/s1600-h/The+Cymbaline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403011950174174882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtavgdSfqI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-X7ivG-TlSY/s320/The+Cymbaline.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtalQKBE6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/6OqnKDxFE7M/s1600-h/The+Cymbaline+-+Where+Did+Love+Go+Wrong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403011773999682466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtalQKBE6I/AAAAAAAAAVU/6OqnKDxFE7M/s320/The+Cymbaline+-+Where+Did+Love+Go+Wrong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Cymbaline - &lt;em&gt;Where Did Love Go Wrong&lt;/em&gt; (The Cymbaline) Mercury MF 961 - 1966&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;La segunda de esas canciones cálidas de las que te hablaba es "Where Did Love Go Wrong". Está escondida en el tercer single de un grupo de Ilford, Essex, The Cymbaline. Grabado en 1966 y editado en Enero de 1967.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre 1965 y 1969 editaron siete singles para tres sellos diferentes - Pye, Mercury y Philips - sin conseguir el preciado éxito mayoritario, a pesar de tocar en directo regularmente. Algunas de sus canciones - "Coming Home Baby", "Matrimonial Fears" o "Fire" - han sido incluídas, más o menos recientemente, en algunos de los clásicos recopilatorios de canciones perdidas del beat y la psicodelia de los 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, por algún oscuro motivo, la ternura y la melodía pura siempre han parecido asustar a los autores de dichas recopilaciones y, en consecuencia, "Where Did Love Go Wrong" - escrita por el propio grupo - permanece en el limbo de las canciones nunca reeditadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está. Anónimamente grande y brillante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The second of those warm songs I was telling you about is "Where Did Love Go Wrong". It's hidden in the third single of a band from Ilford, Essex, The Cymbaline.  Recorded in 1966 and released in January, 1967.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 1965 and 1969 they released seven singles for three different labels - Pye, Mercury and Philips - without having any big success, in spite of regularly playing live. Some of their songs - "Coming Home Baby", "Matrimonial Fears" or "Fire" - have been included, more or less recently, in some of those classic compilations of 60s beat and psych lost songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, because of some dark reason, tenderness and pure melody have always seemed to scare the makers of those said compilations and, consequenlty, "Where Did Love Go Wrong" - written by the band themselves - remains in the limbo of never re-released songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is. Anonymously great and shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/305728596/The_Cymbaline_-_Where_Did_Love_Go_Wrong.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/305728596/The_Cymbaline_-_Where_Did_Love_Go_Wrong.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-2080734582950164319?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2080734582950164319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=2080734582950164319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2080734582950164319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2080734582950164319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/11/cymbaline-where-did-love-go-wrong.html' title='The Cymbaline - Where Did Love Go Wrong'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SvtavgdSfqI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-X7ivG-TlSY/s72-c/The+Cymbaline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-525206161847280197</id><published>2009-10-20T01:53:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:27:12.795+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clansmen - Sir Barclay More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Stz8BfBK2yI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JGWWzprWF2o/s1600-h/The+Clansmen+-+Sir+Barclay+More+Portada).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394463556119485218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Stz8BfBK2yI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JGWWzprWF2o/s320/The+Clansmen+-+Sir+Barclay+More+Portada).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The Clansmen - &lt;em&gt;Sir Barclay More&lt;/em&gt; (Terry Marsden) Philips 338712 PF - 1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con unas de las guitarras más ácidas grabadas en Asia, "Sir Barclay More" es un insólito caso de psicodelia temprana en un contexto marciano. Y todavía más sorprendente, teniendo en cuenta que en 1967 toda el área andaba aún hipnotizada con la limpia Fender de Hank Marvin. Si la canción procediera de alguno de los clásicos países anglosajones, a buen seguro sería archiconocida por los especialistas del género. Pero no. Ese urgente y espacial psicofuzz a lo Electric Prunes procede de una zona poco explorada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clansmen fué un grupo de Singapur, formado por algunos estudiantes de St. Patricks School: Terry Abdoola (guitarra solista), Derek Nunis (2da guitarra), Raymond Lazaroo (bajo) y Philip Monteiro (batería). Solían acompañar a cantantes locales como Stevie Loraine y, para este, su único disco a nombre propio, contaron con la voz de otro artista del mismo sello discográfico, Davy King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta épica canción, con crimen pasional y posterior ajusticiamiento incluídos, fué compuesta por Terry Marsden, un cantautor que en la época también escribió interesantes materiales para otros populares artistas locales como The Reyes Sisters, Winston &amp;amp; The Dukes, Stevie Loraine o el inglés afincado en la isla, Bobby Lambert. Sir Barclay More vuela a través del tiempo y del espacio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;With some of the most acid guitars ever recorded in Asia, "Sir Barclay More" is a quite unusual case of early psychedelia on a martian context. And even more so, keeping in mind that in 1967 all the area was still hypnotized by the clean Fender of Hank Marvin. If this song came from some of the classic anglosaxon countries, it would more than surelly be quite well known by all specialists of the genre. But no. That urgent and spatial Electric Prunes psycofuzz comes from a zone not so well explored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clansmen was a band from Singapore, formed by some students of the St. Patrick's School: Terry Abdoola (lead guitar), Derek Nunis (rhythm guitar), Raymond Lazaroo (bass) and Philip Monteiro (drums). They used to back some local singers like Stevie Loraine and, for this, their only record bearing their name alone, they had the voice of Davy King, another artist from the same record label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This epic song, including a passional murder and posterior execution, was written by Terry Marsden, a singer songwriter who around that time also made some interesting material for other popular local artists like The Reyes Sisters, Winston &amp;amp; The Dukes, Stevie Loraine or the british singer based in the island, Bobby Lambert. Sir Barclay More flies through time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/295270458/The_Clansmen_-_Sir_Barclay_More.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/295270458/The_Clansmen_-_Sir_Barclay_More.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-525206161847280197?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/525206161847280197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=525206161847280197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/525206161847280197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/525206161847280197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/10/clansmen-sir-barclay-more.html' title='The Clansmen - Sir Barclay More'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Stz8BfBK2yI/AAAAAAAAAU8/JGWWzprWF2o/s72-c/The+Clansmen+-+Sir+Barclay+More+Portada).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-629168225872182631</id><published>2009-10-11T13:53:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T02:21:39.999+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Starjets - I'm So Glad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/StHHoNwFzMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IfC4-ho8MxQ/s1600-h/Starjets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391309722639256770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/StHHoNwFzMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IfC4-ho8MxQ/s320/Starjets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/StHHcaO4iaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UE-lY1fo1HE/s1600-h/Starjets+-+I%27m+So+Glad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391309519831206306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/StHHcaO4iaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/UE-lY1fo1HE/s320/Starjets+-+I%27m+So+Glad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/StHHU5LWSfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/8h8BYcmRJNU/s1600-h/Starjets+-+I%27m+So+Glad+(letra).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391309390698924530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/StHHU5LWSfI/AAAAAAAAAUc/8h8BYcmRJNU/s320/Starjets+-+I%27m+So+Glad+(letra).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Starjets&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm So Glad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Paul Bowen)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Epic LP EPC 83534 - 1979&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formados en 1976 en Belfast y emigrados a Londres en busca de fama y fortuna, Starjets editaron media docena de singles y un LP. "I'm So Glad" es una exuberante canción con todas las de la ley, con un solo de guitarra que pone los pelos de punta y con un entrañable final. Incomprensiblemente, no fue incluída en ninguno de los singles y quedó escondida entre sus más energéticas compañeras en el solitario album "God Bless The Starjets".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras la marcha de Paul Bowen, autor de esta apasionada melodía, Starjets editaron un single más con el nombre cambiado a Tango Brigade y, posteriormente, un par de miembros del grupo formó The Adventures, con un considerable éxito a principios de los 80.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nada se volvió a saber de Paul Bowen. Afortunadamente para todo buen degustador de canciones atómicas, dejó tres en el repertorio de Starjets. Entre ellas esta irrepetíble píldora llena de estrellitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Formed in 1976 in Belfast and migrated to London in search of fame and fortune, Starjets released half a dozen singles and one LP. "I'm So Glad" is an exuberant song with all mandatory rules, an explosive guitar solo and a dearly descriptive end. Incredibly, it wasn't included in any of the singles and was kept hidden among its more energetic mates in the lone album "God Bless The Starjets".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Paul Bowen, writer of this passionate song, left the group, Starjets released one more single as Tango Brigade and, later on, a couple of members formed a quite successful early 80s band, The Adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the limelight, nothing was ever heard again from Paul Bowen. Fortunately for all enjoyers of atomic songs, he left three of them in the Starjets repertoire. Among them, this unrepeatable pill full of little stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/291531628/Starjets_-_I_m_So_Glad.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/291531628/Starjets_-_I_m_So_Glad.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-629168225872182631?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/629168225872182631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=629168225872182631&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/629168225872182631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/629168225872182631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/10/starjets-im-so-glad-paul-bowen-epic-lp.html' title='Starjets - I&apos;m So Glad'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/StHHoNwFzMI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IfC4-ho8MxQ/s72-c/Starjets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-6900615022255061467</id><published>2009-09-18T19:24:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:29:15.667+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pop Workshop - Fairyland / Punch And Judy Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SrPC4Xg68lI/AAAAAAAAAUU/su3B1tspios/s1600-h/The+Pop+Workshop+-+Fairyland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382860253278433874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SrPC4Xg68lI/AAAAAAAAAUU/su3B1tspios/s320/The+Pop+Workshop+-+Fairyland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SrPCwgB_YEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/GvtFYd7P_Rc/s1600-h/The+Pop+Workshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382860118125666370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SrPCwgB_YEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/GvtFYd7P_Rc/s320/The+Pop+Workshop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SrPCp3psyWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Kkkbt8zTtCA/s1600-h/The+Pop+Workshop+-+Punch+And+Judy+Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382860004207151458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SrPCp3psyWI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Kkkbt8zTtCA/s320/The+Pop+Workshop+-+Punch+And+Judy+Man.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Pop Workshop&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fairyland&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Ben Findon) Page One POF 091 - 1968 / &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Punch And Judy Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Geoff Westley / Tony Britton) Page One POF 129 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenía serias dudas para quedarme con uno de los dos singles de The Pop Workshop. Y, finalmente, he optado por traerte ambos. No podía prescindir de ninguna de las dos canciones. Aunque...quizás, allá en el fondo, acabaría eligiendo "Punch And Judy Man". Con el corazón no se discute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De todas formas, ambas canciones son sendos monumentos al pop intenso, puro y sin contemplaciones. Ningún vestigio de rock, ni de psicodelia, ni de garage, ni de fuzz, ni de guitarrazos. Sólo una gran línea melódica y pasión. Ahí es nada. Las dos canciones fueron escritas por grandes profesionales del asunto en aquel momento, y los arreglos orquestales de al menos la primera corren a cargo de un joven Mike Batt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pop Workshop fué un cuarteto de Harrow, al noroeste de Londres. Tras unos pocos años siguiendo las tendencias del momento y cambiando de nombre de vez en cuando, fueron fichados como The Locomotion por el conocido productor y propietario del sello Page One, Larry Page, quien les cambió el nombre a The Pop Workshop: Alan Box (cantante y guitarra), Dave Evans (guitarra), Andy Love (bajo) y Terry Gibbs (batería).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Septiembre de 1968 se editó el primer single "Fairyland" y en Abril de 1969 el segundo y último "Punch And Judy Man". Ante la ausencia de un éxito palpable y los embates propios de la vida en general, el grupo se desvaneció en el éter del tiempo, dejando a la eternidad un par de singles para antologías del pop atómico, elegante y vehemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I had some serious doubts for chosing just one of the singles by The Pop Workshop. And I finally opted to bring you both. I couldn't dispense with any of the two. Though...deep inside, I'd probably end up chosing "Punch And Judy Man". You don't argue with the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, both songs are real monuments to pure, intense and straight pop. No traces of rock, psych, garage, fuzz or big guitars. Only a great melody line and passion. That's it. Both songs are signed by great songwriters of the time, and the orchestral arrangements of at least the first one were made by a young Mike Batt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pop Workshop were a quartet from Harrow, in northwest London. After a few years following the trends and changing name from time to time, they were signed as The Locomotion by famous producer and owner of the Page One label, Larry Page, who changed their name to The Pop Workshop: Alan Box (singer and guitar), Dave Evans (lead guitar), Andy Love (bass) and Terry Gibbs (drums).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their first single, "Fairyland", was released in september 1968 and "Punch And Judy Man", the second and last one, in April 1969. In absence of a tangible success and under the common strokes of usual life, the band vanished in the mist of time, leaving for eternity a couple of singles for proper anthologies of atomic, elegant and vehement pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/281856590/The_Pop_Workshop_-_Fairyland.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/281856590/The_Pop_Workshop_-_Fairyland.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/281858246/The_Pop_Workshop_-_Punch_And_Judy_Man.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/281858246/The_Pop_Workshop_-_Punch_And_Judy_Man.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-6900615022255061467?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6900615022255061467/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=6900615022255061467&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6900615022255061467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6900615022255061467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/09/pop-workshop-fairyland-punch-and-judy.html' title='The Pop Workshop - Fairyland / Punch And Judy Man'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SrPC4Xg68lI/AAAAAAAAAUU/su3B1tspios/s72-c/The+Pop+Workshop+-+Fairyland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-3348432642330519309</id><published>2009-09-04T13:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:59:43.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternity's Children - Mrs. Bluebird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SqEAuBa_NKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iMGQf1HiUIg/s1600-h/Eternity%27s+Children+-+Mrs.+Bluebird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377580220712694946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SqEAuBa_NKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iMGQf1HiUIg/s320/Eternity%27s+Children+-+Mrs.+Bluebird.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SqEAoEdlNWI/AAAAAAAAATs/ebdDTOzaNq4/s1600-h/Eternity%27s+Children.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377580118449665378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SqEAoEdlNWI/AAAAAAAAATs/ebdDTOzaNq4/s320/Eternity%27s+Children.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eternity's Children&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mrs. Bluebird&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Bruce Blackman / Johnnie Walker) Tower 416 - 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;La primera vez que escuché esta canción, fué amor a primera vista. Antes de la primera estrofa siquiera, tras el etéreo comienzo, ya estaba sumergido en ella. Cuanto espacio en colores. Y ese sólo de guitarra que aparece casi inesperadamente y que es como un extraño animal mitológico, me envía a la estratosfera y me pone la piel de gallina. Sobre todo en los brazos. Debo estar enfermo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternity's Children era un grupo originario de Cleveland y Biloxi, en Mississippi, y como tantas otras bandas de la época aterrizaron en California en busca de más amplios horizontes y de alguna otra dimensión. Tuvieron la suerte de toparse en Los Angeles con el legendario músico, productor y visionario en general Curt Boettcher, que produjo sus primeras grabaciones. Sería imposible no ver y sentir su mano y su mente en el sonido de esta canción que, aunque firmada en el single por un tal Karl Marion, está compuesta en realidad por dos miembros del grupo: el teclista Bruce Blackman y el guitarrista de alcoholico nombre Johnnie Walker, que además es quien se encarga también de cantarla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Niños De La Eternidad, con algunos cambios de formación como está mandado, editaron un par de LPs y casi una decena de singles antes de desparecer en el espacio del tiempo, para ser pasto de degustadores de oscuridades, arqueólogos sónicos y lectores de blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The first time I heard this song, it was love at first sight. Before the very first verse, just after that ethereal beginning, I was already diving on it. Such a big space with colours. And that guitar solo that shows up almost unexpectedly, just like some strange mythological animal, sends me to the stratosphere and makes me chicken skin. Specially in my arms. I must be sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternity's Children originated from Cleveland and Biloxi, in Mississippi, and like so many other bands of the time landed in California in search of wider horizons and some other dimension. They were lucky enough to stumble in Los Angeles with legendary musician, producer and overall visionary Curt Boettcher, who produced their first recordings. It would be impossible not to see and feel his hand and mind in the sound of this song that, though signed on the single by some Karl Marion, was in fact written by two members of the band: organist Bruce Blackman and guitarist with alcoholic name Johnnie Walker, who's also in charge of singing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Children From Eternity, with some mandatory line up changes, released a couple of LPs and almost a tenner of singles before vanishing in the space of time, to be pasture of obscurity relishers, sonic archeologists, and blog readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/275504900/Eternity_s_Children_-_Mrs._Bluebird.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/275504900/Eternity_s_Children_-_Mrs._Bluebird.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-3348432642330519309?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3348432642330519309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=3348432642330519309&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3348432642330519309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3348432642330519309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/09/eternitys-children-mrs-bluebird.html' title='Eternity&apos;s Children - Mrs. Bluebird'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SqEAuBa_NKI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iMGQf1HiUIg/s72-c/Eternity%27s+Children+-+Mrs.+Bluebird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1055070760603110718</id><published>2009-08-23T18:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:41:54.755+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Philip Goodhand-Tait - Love Has Got Hold Of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SpFwIK1wI6I/AAAAAAAAATc/f6uaUts3-CU/s1600-h/Phillip+Goodhand-Tait+-+Love+Has+Got+Hold+On+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199116080784290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SpFwIK1wI6I/AAAAAAAAATc/f6uaUts3-CU/s320/Phillip+Goodhand-Tait+-+Love+Has+Got+Hold+On+Me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SpFv_TMVf2I/AAAAAAAAATU/XPSdzsYoLgA/s1600-h/Philip+Goodhand-Tait+-+1969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373198963704168290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SpFv_TMVf2I/AAAAAAAAATU/XPSdzsYoLgA/s320/Philip+Goodhand-Tait+-+1969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philip Goodhand-Tait&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Has Got Hold Of Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Philip Goodhand-Tait) Decca F12868 A - 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras el single de Circus, que tuvimos la semana pasada, Philip Goodhand-Tait debutó por fin en solitario con esta canción de brillante estribillo y elegante subidón, "Love Has Got Hold Of Me", muy en la línea de las que en la misma época escribia para The Love Affair, y también con el mismo productor, el ínclito Keith Mansfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un ojo puesto en la canción de autor y el otro en las listas de éxitos, ¿qué más se puede pedir para un caluroso domingo de verano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;After the Circus single we had last week, Philip Goodhand-Tait at last started his solo career with this song with brilliant chorus and elegant uplift, "Love Has Got Hold Of Me", quite in the style of those he was writing around the same time for The Love Affair, and also with the same producer, the distinguished Keith Mansfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With an eye in the songwriters songs and the other one in the hit parade, what more could you ask for on a hot summer sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/270593341/Philip_Goodhand-Tait_-_Love_Has_Got_Hold_On_Me.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/270593341/Philip_Goodhand-Tait_-_Love_Has_Got_Hold_On_Me.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1055070760603110718?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1055070760603110718/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1055070760603110718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1055070760603110718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1055070760603110718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/philip-goodhand-tait-love-has-got-hold.html' title='Philip Goodhand-Tait - Love Has Got Hold Of Me'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SpFwIK1wI6I/AAAAAAAAATc/f6uaUts3-CU/s72-c/Phillip+Goodhand-Tait+-+Love+Has+Got+Hold+On+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-4020542102733364431</id><published>2009-08-14T11:29:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:49:05.953+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Circus - Gone Are The Songs Of Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SoUu80BEyYI/AAAAAAAAATM/4A1hCjjLWUU/s1600-h/Circus+-+Gone+Are+The+Songs+Of+Yesterday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369749752999364994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SoUu80BEyYI/AAAAAAAAATM/4A1hCjjLWUU/s320/Circus+-+Gone+Are+The+Songs+Of+Yesterday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SoUu1hqVfRI/AAAAAAAAATE/_qXloGGiq1s/s1600-h/Circus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369749627813068050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SoUu1hqVfRI/AAAAAAAAATE/_qXloGGiq1s/s320/Circus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Circus &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gone Are The Songs Of Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Philip Goodhand-Tait) Parlophone R5633 - 1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escuché esta canción por primera vez, hace varias vidas, en la cara B de un single de The Love Affair. Ya entonces me gustaba mucho y el cantante Steve Ellis hacía un buen trabajo, arropado por los impecables arreglos del gran Keith Mansfield. Pero me quedé impresionado cuando, un tiempo después, dí con la versión original cantada por su autor, Philip Goodhand-Tait, bajo el nombre de Circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una sentida canción que habla un poco del tema que aquí nos ocupa, las canciones de ayer que se han ido, y que podría ser un imposible cruce entre "baroque pop" y soul, con clavicordio, discreto viento y una desgarrada voz, más que convincente a sus 22 años.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip había comenzado ya a hacer ruido a principios de los 60 con su grupo The Stormville Shakers, que incluso llegaron a acompañar al mítico Larry Williams en un montón de bolos y en el LP "The Larry Williams Show" (1965). Después de tres singles el grupo, que por entoces practicaba una especie de "soul-beat" con aromas mod, cayó como casi todo el mundo bajo el manto psicodélico y cambiaron su nombre a Circus, editando este único single en Septiembre de 1967, que fué producido por el entonces cantante de Manfred Mann y también prolífico autor, Mike D'Abo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip Goodhand-Tait escribió en esa época grandes canciones para The Love Affair, como "A Day Without Love", una de mis favoritas eternas, o la imponente "Bringing On Back The Good Times". También escribió para otros artistas como Roger Daltrey o Gene Pitney. En 1968 inició su carrera en solitario, que llega hasta la actualidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I first heard this song, a few lives ago, on the B side of a Love Affair single. I already quite liked it then, and the singer Steve Ellis was doing a good job backed by the tasty arrangements of the great Keith Mansfield. But I was impressed when, some time later, I got the original version sung by its writer, Philip Goodhand-Tait, under the name of Circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heartfelt song which is talking about the topic we're just dealing here with, those gone songs of yesterday, and which could be an impossible crossover between "baroque pop" and soul, with spinet, discreet wind and a broken voice, more than convincing at 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip had started making some noise in the early 60s with his band The Stormville Shakers, who even managed to back the mythical Larry Williams on a lot of gigs and also on the LP "The Larry Williams Show" (1965). After three singles the band, who by then was doing some kind of "soul-beat" with a mod flavour, fell like almost everybody else under the psychedelic spell and changed their name to Circus, releasing this lone single in September 1967, which was produced by then Manfred Mann's singer and also prolific writer, Mike DAbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philip Goodhand-Tait wrote around that time some great songs for The Love Affair, like "A Day Without Love", one of my favourite ever, or the impressing "Bringing On Back The Good Times". He also wrote for other artists like Roger Daltrey or Gene Pitney. In 1968 he started a solo career which is going on nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/267232927/Circus_-_Gone_Are_The_Songs_Of_Yesterday.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/267232927/Circus_-_Gone_Are_The_Songs_Of_Yesterday.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-4020542102733364431?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/4020542102733364431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=4020542102733364431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/4020542102733364431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/4020542102733364431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/circus-gone-are-songs-of-yesterday.html' title='Circus - Gone Are The Songs Of Yesterday'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SoUu80BEyYI/AAAAAAAAATM/4A1hCjjLWUU/s72-c/Circus+-+Gone+Are+The+Songs+Of+Yesterday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-2962765347189134341</id><published>2009-08-04T00:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:40:32.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Hugg's Freeway - Wichita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SndmL07Jk4I/AAAAAAAAASs/DgUD5Dp183c/s1600-h/Mike+Hugg%27s+Freeway+-+Wichita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 318px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869834406564738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SndmL07Jk4I/AAAAAAAAASs/DgUD5Dp183c/s320/Mike+Hugg%27s+Freeway+-+Wichita.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SndmDAf6dAI/AAAAAAAAASk/P-TuJP7J_ts/s1600-h/Mike+Hugg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365869682894730242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SndmDAf6dAI/AAAAAAAAASk/P-TuJP7J_ts/s320/Mike+Hugg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Hugg's Freeway&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wichita&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Mike Hugg / Ian La Frenais) Polydor 2058 805 A - 1976&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno de los principales motores de Mafred Mann en sus distintas etapas, Mike Hugg inició su carrera en solitario en 1972 con el álbum "Somewhere". Tras un segundo disco, "Stress &amp;amp; Strain", reapareció en 1975 con un nuevo grupo llamado simplemente Hug, que duraría poco tiempo y dejaría un único LP, "Neon Dream". Su nueva aventura, Mike Hugg's Freeway, también sería breve y con ese nombre se publicaron tan sólo dos singles. "Wichita" es el segundo y último de ellos. Por cierto, producido por Vic Smith que, tan sólo unos meses más tarde, estaría en un mundo diferente produciendo a The Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esa época, Mike escribió parte de la música para una película llamada "The Likely Lads", un remake de una popular serie de TV en el Reino Unido. Uno de los guionistas del film era un tal Ian La Frenais, con quien Mr. Hugg colaboró en esta conmovedora canción que siempre consigue tocarme esa más o menos oculta fibra sensible que casi todos tenemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la línea de algunas grandes baladas de los 70 y con un estribillo redondo, "Wichita" es una canción tierna, elegante y discretamente dramática, escrita por un maestro del agridulce. Mike Hugg. Puedes encontrar más información y más música suya en mi otro blog "Ventana Circular". Sólo pincha en el enlace de ahi al lado, arriba a la derecha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One of the main forces behind Manfred Mann in their several stages, Mike Hugg started his solo career in 1972 with the album "Somewhere". After a second album, "Stress &amp;amp; Strain", he reappeared in 1975 with a new band called simply Hug, which wouldn't last too long and would leave a lone LP, "Neon Dream". His new adventure, Mike Hugg's Freeway, would also be a short one and only a couple of singles were released under that name. "Wichita" is the second one. By the way, it was produced by Vic Smith who, only a few months later, would be in a different world producing The Jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around that time, Mike wrote part of the music for a movie called "The Likely Lads", a remake of a popular U.K. TV series. One of the script writers in the film was a certain Ian La Frenais, with whom Mr. Hugg wrote this moving song that always succeeds in disturbing in me that more or less hidden sensitive side which almost everybody is supposed to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the line of some great 70s ballads and with a definitive chorus, "Wichita" is a tender, elegant and discreetly dramatic song written by a master of the sweetandsour. Mike Hugg. You may find more of his music and information in my other blog "Ventana Circular". Just click on the link here to the upper right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/263400981/Mike_Hugg_s_Freeway_-_Wichita.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/263400981/Mike_Hugg_s_Freeway_-_Wichita.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-2962765347189134341?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2962765347189134341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=2962765347189134341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2962765347189134341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2962765347189134341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/08/mike-huggs-freeway-wichita.html' title='Mike Hugg&apos;s Freeway - Wichita'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SndmL07Jk4I/AAAAAAAAASs/DgUD5Dp183c/s72-c/Mike+Hugg%27s+Freeway+-+Wichita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-5806376691558818535</id><published>2009-07-30T12:54:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:04:11.677+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Salt Water Taffy - Summertime Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SnF8a46To9I/AAAAAAAAASU/UcOZTHlqGYs/s1600-h/Salt+Water+Taffy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364205432570356690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SnF8a46To9I/AAAAAAAAASU/UcOZTHlqGYs/s320/Salt+Water+Taffy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SnF8IMiLU2I/AAAAAAAAASM/utQ-oYOUBDM/s1600-h/Salt+Water+Taffy+-+Summertime+Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364205111420343138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SnF8IMiLU2I/AAAAAAAAASM/utQ-oYOUBDM/s320/Salt+Water+Taffy+-+Summertime+Girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salt Water Taffy&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summertime Girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Pete Anders/Vinnie Poncia) Metromedia MM220 - 1970&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta el contraste entre el riff instrumental de guitarras fuzz y wah wah con el colorido y la dulzura de la melodía cantada, cercana al sunshine pop. Una bonita y original canción de pop urbano escrita por Pete Anders y Vinnie Poncia, legendarios autores y productores (The Ronettes, The Crystals, Bobby Bloom, The Tradewinds, The Innocence...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt Water Taffy, además de ser un dulce típico del area de New Jersey, era un grupo neoyorkino liderado por Rod McBrien y Johnny Giametta. Rod ya tenía experiencia anterior como músico con The Tornadoes, The Valrays, The Casualeers o The Eastern Scene, y también como técnico de sonido en diferentes estudios (Roulette, Allegro, o Ultra Sonic, donde con Shadow Morton grabó el mítico "Leader Of The Pack" de The Shangri-Las). También, Rod y Johnny habían escrito algunas canciones para otros artistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt Water Taffy editaron un total de cinco singles y un muy agradable LP entre 1968 y 1970, todos ellos para el legendario sello Buddah, excepto este último que aquí presentamos que fué publicado con diferentes caras B por dos marcas diferentes: United Artists y Metromedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I like the contrast between the wah wah and fuzz guitar instrumental riff, and the sweet and colourful sung melody, quite close to sunshine pop. A nice and original urban pop song written by Pete Anders and Vinnie Poncia, legendary songwriters and producers (The Ronettes, The Crystals, Bobby Bloom, The Tradewinds, The Innocence...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salt Water Taffy, besides being a New Jersey area tipical sweet, was a newyorker group led by Rod McBrien y Johnny Giametta. Rod was already an experienced musician with The Tornadoes, The Valrays, The Casualeers or The Eastern Scene, and also a sound engineer in several studios (Roulette, Allegro, or Ultra Sonic where, with Shadow Morton, he engineered the mythical "Leader Of The Pack" by The Shangri-Las). Also, Rod and Johnny had written some tunes for other artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sal Water Taffy released a total of five singles and a quite pleasant LP between 1968 and 1970, all of them for the legendary Buddah label, excep this last one we're presenting here which was released with different B sides for two different labels: United Artists y Metromedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/261716265/Salt_Water_Taffy_-_Summertime_Girl.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/261716265/Salt_Water_Taffy_-_Summertime_Girl.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-5806376691558818535?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5806376691558818535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=5806376691558818535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/5806376691558818535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/5806376691558818535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/07/salt-water-taffy-summertime-girl.html' title='Salt Water Taffy - Summertime Girl'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SnF8a46To9I/AAAAAAAAASU/UcOZTHlqGYs/s72-c/Salt+Water+Taffy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-6966684164358437668</id><published>2009-07-18T00:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:32:31.124+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gullivers People - Somehow, Somewhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SmD7ZkhjVbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/do1LUJxxEhk/s1600-h/Gullivers+People.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359559973290595762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SmD7ZkhjVbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/do1LUJxxEhk/s320/Gullivers+People.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SmD7QKd-H7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/SMeRJ-86BqQ/s1600-h/Gullivers+People+-+Somehow+Somewhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359559811677429682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SmD7QKd-H7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/SMeRJ-86BqQ/s320/Gullivers+People+-+Somehow+Somewhere.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gullivers People&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow, Somewhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (A.Keen/J.Wilkins) Columbia DB 8588 A - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción me pilló desprevenido. La pinché un par de veces y me enganchó. Refrescante y en colores a cuadros, transmite una jovialidad que casi da vergüenza. El órgano que responde a cada estrofa fué el elemento definitivo. Además, a pesar de no ser nada complicado, no puedo imaginar a nadie actualmente haciendo una canción con este rítmo precísamente. Esclavitudes de las épocas. Adjudicada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Somehow, Somewhere" fué el cuarto y último single de Gullivers People, un sexteto de Londres que apenas actuó nunca fuera de la ciudad, pero que fueron el grupo residente del legendario Tiffany's durante un buen número de años. Con un sonido muy cercano al llamado "sunshine pop", publicaron tan sólo cuatro singles entre 1966 y 1969. A single por año. Con el inefable Norman Smith en los controles, casi parece verano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This song caught me unprepared. I played it a couple of times and got hooked. Refreshing and in squared colours, it transmits an almost shameful cheerfulness. The organ answering each verse was the definitive element. Also, in spite of not being complicated at all, I just cannot imagine anyone nowadays making a song with exactly this rhythm. Slaveries of the times. Awarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Somehow, Somewhere" was the fourth and last single by Gullivers People, a London sextet that hardly ever played outside town, but who was the resident band in the legendary Tiffany's during a few years. With a sound quite close to the so called "sunshine pop", they released only four singles between 1966 and 1969. A single per year. With the unutterable Norman Smith at the controls, it almost seems it's summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/256996305/Gullivers_People_-_Somehow__Somewhere.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/256996305/Gullivers_People_-_Somehow__Somewhere.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-6966684164358437668?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6966684164358437668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=6966684164358437668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6966684164358437668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6966684164358437668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/07/gullivers-people-somehow-somewhere.html' title='Gullivers People - Somehow, Somewhere'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SmD7ZkhjVbI/AAAAAAAAAR8/do1LUJxxEhk/s72-c/Gullivers+People.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-8332565208157033771</id><published>2009-07-07T14:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T02:52:41.277+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leapy Lee - If I Ever Get To Saginaw Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SlM9oqPBi2I/AAAAAAAAARc/dgIaL3Y5C88/s1600-h/Leapy+Lee+LP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355692150615018338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SlM9oqPBi2I/AAAAAAAAARc/dgIaL3Y5C88/s320/Leapy+Lee+LP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leapy Lee&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I Ever Get To Saginaw Again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Bob Russell / Jack Keller) LP "Little Arrows" Decca DL 75076 - 1968 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una gran canción sale, prácticamente, de cualquier sitio. A veces, de lugares más que insospechados. Graham Pulleyblank (Eastbourne, Reino Unido, 1939) cambió su nombre a Lee Graham y cuando se lió a grabar discos en 1965 elegió Leapy Lee como nombre de guerra. En 1968 tuvo un éxito mundial con una insidiosa cancioncilla llamada "Little Arrows", que aqui en España grabó Karina con igual éxito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para aprovechar el momento se publicó un primer LP, "Little Arrows", en el que, entre discretas originales y versiones varias, se puede encontrar esta mayúscula canción, que no me ha dejado en los últimos días. "If I Ever Get To Saginaw Again" fué escrita por Bob Russell y Jack Keller, ambos reconocidos profesionales en el pop americano de los 60. Ya querrían muchos escribir canciones como esta a los 54 años, como Bob. La canción había sido grabada también por The Monkees, pero no fué editada en su dia hasta que apareció en el disco "Missing Links Vol. 2" muchos años después. Hay que decir que la versión de Leapy Lee es abiertamente superior. Tal vez ayuden a ello la naturalidad de Leapy y la impecable producción y arreglo del ex-Manfred Mann, Mike Vickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapy Lee nunca consiguió repetir el éxito de "Little Arrows" y tras unos cuantos discos más, una estancia en la cárcel y una emigración a Arabia Saudí, se instaló en Mallorca y abrió un bar en Santa Ponsa. Todavía sigue allí, cantando a veces por los garitos de la zona y haciendo alguna columna para algún periódico local en inglés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está la letra de la canción, que trata un tema totalmente inusual para una supuestamente inofensiva canción pop, y que la hace incluso mejor todavía:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"If I ever get to Saginaw again,&lt;br /&gt;A locale that's somewhat off the beaten track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to see the girl I never saw again,&lt;br /&gt;Who must know why I have never ventured back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we were young,&lt;br /&gt;And so alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I wonder if she'd cling to me,&lt;br /&gt;Be my very own as she did then,&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get to Saginaw again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get to Saginaw again,&lt;br /&gt;It won't be in spring with meadows turning green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be to tangle with the law again.&lt;br /&gt;It won't be with someone only seventeen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who gave her love,&lt;br /&gt;And made me hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you find the one you're dreaming of&lt;br /&gt;Who strucks to ask, how old is love?, not when&lt;br /&gt;You may never get to Saginaw again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get to Saginaw again&lt;br /&gt;I will get to see the son who bears my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And perhaps I'll quietly withdraw again&lt;br /&gt;When I see the little man that he became.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I yearn&lt;br /&gt;To watch him grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father's love is maybe all it takes&lt;br /&gt;To try to beat the great mistakes of men&lt;br /&gt;If I ever get to Saginaw again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bob Russell / Jack Keller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A great song appears, in fact, anywhere. Sometimes, in more than unsuspected places. Graham Pulleyblank (Eastbourne, UK, 1939) changed his name to Lee Graham and, when he got involved in making records in 1965, he chose Leapy Lee as his new nick name. In 1968 he had a world hit with an insidious little song called "Little Arrows".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cope with the moment a first LP, "Little Arrows", was released. On it, among discreet originals a various covers, you may find this tremendous song, which has not left me in the last few days. "If I Ever Get To Saginaw Again" was written by Bob Russell and Jack Keller, both of them respected songwriters in the american 60s pop. Many musicians would give an arm and a leg to be able to write such a song at 54, like Bob. This tune had also been recorded by The Monkees, but it wasn't released at the time until it finally appeared many years later in "Missing Links Vol. 2". We should note that Leapy Lee's version is far better. It may help Leapy's natural way of singing it and also the faultless production and arrangement of ex-Manfred Mann, Mike Vickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leapy Lee could never repeat the great success of "Little Arrows" and after a few more records, a season in prison and a migration to Saudi Arabia, he settled in Majorca in Spain, and he opened a bar in Santa Ponsa. He's still there, sometimes singing around the local pubs and writing some column for some local british newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find above the lyrics to the song, which is dealing with an absolutely unusual topic for a supposedly harmless pop song. Which makes it even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/252963173/Leapy_Lee_-_If_I_Ever_Get_To_Saginaw_Again.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/252963173/Leapy_Lee_-_If_I_Ever_Get_To_Saginaw_Again.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-8332565208157033771?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8332565208157033771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=8332565208157033771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/8332565208157033771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/8332565208157033771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/07/leapy-lee-if-i-ever-get-to-saginaw.html' title='Leapy Lee - If I Ever Get To Saginaw Again'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SlM9oqPBi2I/AAAAAAAAARc/dgIaL3Y5C88/s72-c/Leapy+Lee+LP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7443887434115639749</id><published>2009-06-21T01:06:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:09:17.167+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sj1rxTJEObI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/74wMH8-Axwk/s1600-h/Don+Grady+-+Children+Of+St.+Monica+(Portada).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349550427082078642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sj1rxTJEObI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/74wMH8-Axwk/s320/Don+Grady+-+Children+Of+St.+Monica+(Portada).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sj1rqcIHdjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/o5HYVk5Pu9M/s1600-h/Don+Grady+-+Children+Of+St.+Monica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349550309234931250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sj1rqcIHdjI/AAAAAAAAAQs/o5HYVk5Pu9M/s320/Don+Grady+-+Children+Of+St.+Monica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don Grady&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Children Of St. Monica&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Don Grady) Canterbury C 501 - 1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De San Diego, California, Don Agrati era ya un precoz artista cuando, ya de niño, andaba bailando y actuando en series de televisión y en películas para la pantalla grande, sobre todo westerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya a los 19 años y con el nombre de Don Grady, publicaba para el sello Checker su primer single en 1963. Durante los siguientes cuatro años, editaría hasta un total de siete de ellos para Orange Empire (1), Capitol (2), Challenge (1) y Canterbury (2).  Tuvo tiempo además para participar en el primer single de The Palace Guard, junto a Emitt Rhodes, y para fundar el inolvidable grupo The Yellow Balloon junto a Gary Zekley, editando con ellos un LP y tres singles.  Todo ello, sin olvidarse de su papel de actor, principalmente en una famosa serie de televisión llamada "My Three Sons".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras publicar un LP para Elektra en 1973, ya con su nombre real, Don Agrati ha permanecido conectado desde entonces a diversas actividades relacionadas con la música y todavía sigue tocando en directo y grabando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Children Of St. Monica" tiene una encantadora melodía en las estrofas y un estribillo un tanto psico-hebrío que le da una dimensión especial. Na, na, na, na, na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From san Diego, California, Don Agrati already was a precocious artist when, still a child, was dancing and performing as an actor for some TV series and big screen movies, specially westerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 19 and with his name changed to Don Grady, he released his first single for the Checker label in 1963.  During the following four years, he would release up to seven of them for Orange Empire (1), Capitol (2), Challenge (1) and Canterbury (2).  He also found the time to sing on the first single by The Palace Guard, with Emitt Rhodes, and to start the unforgettable band The Yellow Balloon, together with Gary Zekley, and releasing with them three more singles and one LP.  All of it, without forgetting his acting role, specially in a famous TV series called "My Three Sons".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After releasing an LP for Elektra in 1973, under his real name, Don Agrati has kept a connection to several musical activities ever since, and is still playing live and recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Children Of St. Monica" has a charming melody on the verses and a psyco-drunken chorus which gives a special dimension. Na, na, na, na, na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/246805870/Don_Grady_-_The_Children_Of_St._Monica.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/246805870/Don_Grady_-_The_Children_Of_St._Monica.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7443887434115639749?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7443887434115639749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7443887434115639749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7443887434115639749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7443887434115639749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/06/don-grady-children-of-st.html' title=''/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sj1rxTJEObI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/74wMH8-Axwk/s72-c/Don+Grady+-+Children+Of+St.+Monica+(Portada).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7450736518867079445</id><published>2009-06-04T00:00:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:06:06.562+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Clem Cattini Ork - No Time To Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SibzYAebhzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1JE_tuOCBko/s1600-h/Clem+Cattini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343225601691715378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SibzYAebhzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1JE_tuOCBko/s320/Clem+Cattini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SibzPSTP1oI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_1ppboILXyA/s1600-h/Clem+Cattini+Ork+-+No+Time+To+Think.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343225451857827458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SibzPSTP1oI/AAAAAAAAAQc/_1ppboILXyA/s320/Clem+Cattini+Ork+-+No+Time+To+Think.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clem Cattini Ork&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No Time To Think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Brian Potter/Graham Dee) Decca F 12135 - 1965&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clemente Anselmo Cattini debería figurar sin duda alguna en el libro Guiness de los records. Con toda probabilidad, ningún otro ser humano, ni extraterrestre, ha participado en tantas sesiones de grabación como él.  Su batería y su buen hacer en los tambores pueden escucharse en toneladas de canciones de todos los géneros habidos y por haber. Rotundos éxitos de ventas, reputadas grabaciones de importantes artistas, discretas canciones de segunda fila, material de relleno... no importa. Clem no le hacía ascos a nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shakin' All Over" de Johnny Kidd &amp;amp; The Pirates, "You Really Got Me" de The Kinks, "The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore" de The Walker Brothers, "You Don't Have to Say You Love Me" de Dusty Springfield, "Out Of Time" de Chris Farlowe, "Hurdy Gurdy Man" de Donovan, "Everlasting Love" de Love Affair, "Something In The Air" de Thunderclap Newman, "Hot Love", "Get It On" o "Telegram Sam" de T. Rex, "When Will I See You Again" de The Three Degrees... son sólo la punta de un descomunal iceberg en el que también habitan Brian Auger, Beggars Opera, Joe Cocker, Barry Ryan, The Hollies, Amazing Blondel, Paul McCartney, The Bee Gees, Lou Reed o Ike &amp;amp; Tina Turner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nacido en el norte de Londres en 1937, de padres italianos, ya a finales de los 50 estaba tocando con gente como Vince Taylor, Billy Fury, Marty Wilde o Johnny Kidd &amp;amp; The Pirates.  A principios de los 60 funda uno de los grupos intrumentales británicos más recordados, The Tornados, con quienes obtiene un merecido número uno mundial con la inmortal "Telstar" en 1962.  Se separa de The Tornados en 1964 y a partir de ahí se le puede ver en todo tipo de grupos y con toda clase de artistas. Y espera.  Todavía sigue en activo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorprendentemente para un hombre de tan larga y prolífica trayectoria, un solitario single publicado en 1965, tras su separación de The Tornados, es el único disco editado con su nombre propio.  Y apenas figura en discografía alguna. "No Time To Think" es un colorista y vitamínico instrumental que ilumina cualquier momento.  Y en menos de dos minutos.  Fué escrito por Graham Dee y Brian Potter, un tandem que compuso un montón de canciones para diferentes artistas, sobre todo a finales de los 60. "Sin Tiempo Para Pensar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Without any kind of doubt Clemente Anselmo Cattini should appear in the Guiness book of records. Most probably, no other human being, or from outter space for that matter, has undertaken as many recording sessions as him.  His drums and his good job with the sticks can be heard in tons of songs in every known genre.  Straight hits, reputed recordings for important artists, discreet second row tunes, filler material... no matter.  Clem would not despise anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shakin' All Over" by Johnny Kidd &amp;amp; The Pirates, "You Really Got Me" by The Kinks, "The Sun Ain't Gonna Shine Anymore" by The Walker Brothers, "You Don't Have to Say You Love Me" by Dusty Springfield, "Out Of Time" by Chris Farlowe, "Hurdy Gurdy Man" by Donovan, "Everlasting Love" by The Love Affair, "Something In The Air" by Thunderclap Newman, "Hot Love", "Get It On" o "Telegram Sam" by T. Rex, "When Will I See You Again" by The Three Degrees... are only the top of a huge iceberg with dwellers like Brian Auger, Beggars Opera, Joe Cocker, Barry Ryan, The Hollies, Amazing Blondel, Paul McCartney, The Bee Gees, Lou Reed or Ike &amp;amp; Tina Turner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in north London in 1937, from italian parents, he was already playing in the late 50s with people like Vince Taylor, Billy Fury, Marty Wilde or Johnny Kidd &amp;amp; The Pirates.  In the early 60s he formed one of the most remembered instrumental british bands, The Tornados, with whom he had a well deserved number one world hit with the eternal "Telstar" in 1962.  He quit The Tornados in 1964 and, from then on, could be found in any kind of band and with all sorts of artists.  And wait.  He's still at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly for a man with such a long and prolific career, a lone single released in 1965, after his departure from The Tornados, is the only record credited to his own name.  And it hardly appears on any official discography.  "No Time To Think" is a colourful and vitaminic instro which sure enlightens any given moment.  And in less than a couple of minutes.  It was written by Graham Dee y Brian Potter.  They made a lot of songs for a bunch of artists, specially at the tail end of the 60s.  "No Time To Think".&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/240517465/Clem_Cattini_Ork_-_No_Time_To_Think.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/240517465/Clem_Cattini_Ork_-_No_Time_To_Think.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7450736518867079445?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7450736518867079445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7450736518867079445&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7450736518867079445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7450736518867079445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/06/clem-cattini-ork-no-time-to-think.html' title='Clem Cattini Ork - No Time To Think'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SibzYAebhzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1JE_tuOCBko/s72-c/Clem+Cattini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-2228604716635853027</id><published>2009-05-15T00:31:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:36:24.018+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Steam Machine - I'm Going Home To Sacramento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SgycV2nSUXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NrSgY0wxhRE/s1600-h/The+Steam+Machine+-+Sacramento+(Portada).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335811557778674034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SgycV2nSUXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NrSgY0wxhRE/s320/The+Steam+Machine+-+Sacramento+(Portada).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SgycONfyy9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/ssNm-E0DPX4/s1600-h/The+Steam+Machine+-+Sacramento+(Label).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335811426482310098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SgycONfyy9I/AAAAAAAAAP8/ssNm-E0DPX4/s320/The+Steam+Machine+-+Sacramento+(Label).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Steam Machine&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Going Home To Sacramento&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Arthur Nix/John Cooper) Belter 07.906 - 1971&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviamente, me hize con este disco por la portada.  Todavía hoy me tiene como hipnotizado.  Tampoco sé muy claramente si lo que quería enseñarte era una canción tan altiva, o una foto tan definitiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cualquier caso, aqui está "I'm Going Home To Sacramento".  Una canción de estar en movimiento, con un ritmo inquebrantable, unas convencidas voces y un gancho innegable.  Para momentos soleados y noches de guardar.  Indistintamente.  Una bizarra mezcla de sunshine pop tardío, bubblegum y americana temprana. Y, atención a esos discretísimos violínes de fondo. ¿O es un mellotrón?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni que decir tiene que, a pesar de intensas pesquisas, no he conseguido averiguar nada absolutamente sobre estos imponentes caballeros. ¿Y tú?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Obviously, I got hold of this record because of the picture cover.  It still has got me like hypnotized.  I don't know quite clearly either if what I really wanted to show you was such an arrogant song, or such a definitive photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason, here's "I'm Going Home To Sacramento".  A song for being in movement, with an unbreakable rhythm, determined vocals and an undeniable hook.  For sunny moments or special nights.  Indistinctly.  A bizarre mixture of late sunshine pop, bubblegum and early americana. And, attention to those very discreet violins in the background. ¿Or, is it a mellotron?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say that, in spite of hard research, I haven't succeeded in finding out any information at all about these challenging gentlemen.  And you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/233062492/The_Steam_Machine_-_Sacramento.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/233062492/The_Steam_Machine_-_Sacramento.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-2228604716635853027?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2228604716635853027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=2228604716635853027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2228604716635853027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2228604716635853027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/05/steam-machine-im-going-home-to.html' title='The Steam Machine - I&apos;m Going Home To Sacramento'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SgycV2nSUXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NrSgY0wxhRE/s72-c/The+Steam+Machine+-+Sacramento+(Portada).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1592987784390142218</id><published>2009-04-29T13:23:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:31:52.298+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham Bond Organisation - Waltz For A Pig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sfg48ILNirI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nm700B7XQN0/s1600-h/Graham+Bond+Organisation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330072764630796978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sfg48ILNirI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nm700B7XQN0/s320/Graham+Bond+Organisation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sfg40o8QcSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nFkqQOtNtT4/s1600-h/Graham+Bond+(The+Who+Orchestra)+-+Waltz+For+A+Pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330072635987489058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sfg40o8QcSI/AAAAAAAAAPc/nFkqQOtNtT4/s320/Graham+Bond+(The+Who+Orchestra)+-+Waltz+For+A+Pig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sfg4woYbFcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TSBUK0PC4WE/s1600-h/Graham+Bond+Org+-+Waltz+For+A+pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330072567117714882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sfg4woYbFcI/AAAAAAAAAPU/TSBUK0PC4WE/s320/Graham+Bond+Org+-+Waltz+For+A+pig.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Graham Bond Organisation&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waltz For A Pig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Ginger "Harry Butcher" Baker) Reaction 591 001 B - 1966&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este instrumental siempre me ha fascinado. Con un fantástico ritmo a cargo de su autor, Ginger Baker, y con un ambiento nocturno de estepa urbana, es quizás una de las mejores piezas grabadas por The Graham Bond Organisation. Sorprendentemente, nunca apareció en ninguno de los discos oficiales del grupo. Únicamente vió la luz como cara B del single de The Who "Substitute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En aquel momento el ex-manager y productor de The Who, Shel Talmy, tenía un juicio pendiente contra la banda, quienes no podían grabar nada hasta que se solucionara el conflicto judicial. El sello discográfico Reaction, para mantener el nombre del grupo mientras tanto, decidió re-editar "Substitute" y poner de cara B del single un instrumental encargado a otra banda de la misma oficina de management, The Graham Bond Organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El invento apareció finalmente acreditado a The Who Orchestra, aunque quienes tocaban alli eran Grahan Bond, Dick Heckstall-Smitm, Jack Bruce y Ginger Baker. Por lo menos, Ginger se pudo comprar finalmente un coche a los 28 con los royalties de la canción de marras. Curiosa historia para un gran instrumental perdido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This instrumental has always fascinated me. With a fantastic rhythm played by its writer, Ginger Baker, and with a nocturnal urban steppe atmosphere, it's probably one of the best numbers ever recorded by The Graham Bond Organisation. Surprisingly, it never appeared on any of the official records of the band. It only saw the light of day as the B side of The Who's "Substitute".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, The Who ex-manager and producer, Shel Talmy, had an injunction against the band that prevented them from temporarily recording until a legal settlement was agreed.  The Reaction record label, for keeping alive the name of the band meanwhile, decided to re-release "Substitute" and use as the B side of the single an instrumental specially commissioned to another band from the same management office, The Graham Bond Organisation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The invention finally appeared credited to The Who Orchestra, though the ones playing there were Grahan Bond, Dick Heckstall-Smitm, Jack Bruce and Ginger Baker. At least, Ginger was finally able to buy himself a car at 28 with the royalties he got with the song. Curious story for a great lost instrumental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/227074717/Graham_Bond_Organisation_-_Waltz_For_A_Pig.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/227074717/Graham_Bond_Organisation_-_Waltz_For_A_Pig.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1592987784390142218?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1592987784390142218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1592987784390142218&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1592987784390142218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1592987784390142218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/04/graham-bond-organisation-waltz-for-pig_29.html' title='Graham Bond Organisation - Waltz For A Pig'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sfg48ILNirI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nm700B7XQN0/s72-c/Graham+Bond+Organisation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-3952580555354031140</id><published>2009-04-23T01:43:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T01:48:28.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham Gouldman - Nowhere To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Se-sQ8aD77I/AAAAAAAAAOM/mnlap7T7HIk/s1600-h/Graham+Gouldman+-+Nowhere+To+Go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327666291295907762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Se-sQ8aD77I/AAAAAAAAAOM/mnlap7T7HIk/s320/Graham+Gouldman+-+Nowhere+To+Go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Se-sKEKV3xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FuxIhYc6VHU/s1600-h/Graham+Gouldman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327666173118373650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Se-sKEKV3xI/AAAAAAAAAOE/FuxIhYc6VHU/s320/Graham+Gouldman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graham Gouldman&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nowhere To Go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Graham Gouldman) CBS 7739 - 1972&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy tenemos un par de canciones no muy conocidas de Graham Gouldman. Tras su paso por The Whirlwinds y The Mockingbirds a mediados de los 60s, tuvo un montón de éxitos escribiendo canciones legendarias para Herman's Hermits, The Yardbirds, The Hollies, The Mindbenders y tantos otros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocos años después, y justo antes de montar The Hotlegs - que a su vez se transformarían en 10 c.c. - Graham publicó un solitario single en 1972 con "Nowhere To Go". Una triste y bonita canción, en su habitual línea de tonos menores y con una orquestación barroca, que poco tenía que ver con la época. Ni que decir tiene que pasó más que desapercibida, y nunca ha sido reeditada. Aunque Mr. Gouldman se vengaría un tiempo después con los éxitos de 10 c.c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today we have a couple of not so well known Graham Gouldman songs. After his spell with The Whirlwinds and The Mockingbirds in the mid 60s, he had a bunch of hits writing legendary songs for Herman's Hermits, The Yardbirds, The Hollies, The Mindbenders, and so many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, and just before forming The Hotlegs - which would eventually become 10 c.c. - Graham released a lone single in 1972 with "Nowhere To Go". A sad and beautiful song, following his usual minor chords line, and with some baroque orchestration, which had very little in common with its time. Needless to say it went nowhere and it has never been re-released. Though Mr. Gouldman would later find a good vengeance with his 10 c.c. hits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/224602012/Graham_Gouldman_-_Nowhere_To_Go.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/224602012/Graham_Gouldman_-_Nowhere_To_Go.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-3952580555354031140?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3952580555354031140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=3952580555354031140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3952580555354031140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3952580555354031140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/04/graham-gouldman-nowhere-to-go.html' title='Graham Gouldman - Nowhere To Go'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Se-sQ8aD77I/AAAAAAAAAOM/mnlap7T7HIk/s72-c/Graham+Gouldman+-+Nowhere+To+Go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-5382817551931493600</id><published>2009-04-09T01:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T01:59:28.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew Fisher - Song Without Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sd04_dAy4VI/AAAAAAAAANs/lgGKURNlCHg/s1600-h/Matthew+Fisher+-+I%27ll+Be+There.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322472997392671058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sd04_dAy4VI/AAAAAAAAANs/lgGKURNlCHg/s320/Matthew+Fisher+-+I%27ll+Be+There.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sd045r_KjCI/AAAAAAAAANk/zM1H_BY2JBA/s1600-h/Matthew+Fisher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322472898333150242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sd045r_KjCI/AAAAAAAAANk/zM1H_BY2JBA/s320/Matthew+Fisher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew Fisher&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Song Without Words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Matthew Fisher) RCA LP APL1 0325 - 1974&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La primera grabación de Matthew Charles Fisher (Addiscombe, Croydon, UK, 1946) fué un single con The Gamblers en 1965. Pero su característico organo permanecerá por toda la eternidad en la memoria colectiva de varias generaciones gracias al mítico primer single de Procol Harum, "A Whiter Shade Of Pale". Abandonó el grupo en 1969 tras su tercer LP "A Salty Dog", disco que también produjo, para luego seguir una errática e irregular carrera en solitario, salpicada de sesiones para gente tan variada como Joe Cocker, Wishbone Ash, Screaming Lord Sutch, Jerry Lee Lewis, Captain Sensible o Downliners Sect, y producciones para artistas tan lejanos entre sin como Robin Trower o Tir na Nog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Song Without Words" es una agridulce y hermosa canción de su segundo LP en solitario, "I'll Be There", publicado por RCA en 1974. Un gran instrumental que cualquier letra mancillaría, marcado por ese clásico sonido de órgano, y acompañado por una batería spectoriana y unos violínes en su punto. Servir, preferentemente, en esos ciertos momentos melancólicos y de nostagia irreparable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The first recording of Matthew Charles Fisher (Addiscombe, Croydon, UK, 1946) was a single with The Gamblers in 1965. But his characteristic organ sound will eternally remain in several generations collective memory thanks to Procol Harum's mythical first single "A Whiter Shade Of Pale". He quit the band in 1969 after their third LP "A Salty Dog", which he also produced, and then followed an erratic and irregular solo career, interspersed with session work for people as diverse as Joe Cocker, Wishbone Ash, Screaming Lord Sutch, Jerry Lee Lewis, Captain Sensible or Downliners Sect, and productions for artists as different as Robin Trower o Tir na Nog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Song Without Words" is a sweet &amp;amp; sour and beautiful song taken from his second solo LP "I'll Be There", released by RCA in 1974. A great instrumental which would surelly be spoilt by any lyrics, underlined by that clasical organ sound, and backed by some spectoresque drums and some violins with the right measure. Serve, preferably, in those certain moments of melancholy and irreparable nostagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/219084866/Matthew_Fisher_-_Song_Without_Words.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/219084866/Matthew_Fisher_-_Song_Without_Words.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-5382817551931493600?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/5382817551931493600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=5382817551931493600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/5382817551931493600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/5382817551931493600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/04/matthew-fisher-song-without-words.html' title='Matthew Fisher - Song Without Words'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sd04_dAy4VI/AAAAAAAAANs/lgGKURNlCHg/s72-c/Matthew+Fisher+-+I%27ll+Be+There.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7753485711062717330</id><published>2009-03-29T13:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:53:05.754+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Denny Doherty - You'll Never Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sc9YnzueTaI/AAAAAAAAANc/P5SE09GcJ-c/s1600-h/Denny+Doherty+-+You%27ll+Never+Know.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318567125871119778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sc9YnzueTaI/AAAAAAAAANc/P5SE09GcJ-c/s320/Denny+Doherty+-+You%27ll+Never+Know.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sc9YiUZYbrI/AAAAAAAAANU/um8XZe1TSGk/s1600-h/Denny+Doherty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318567031561809586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sc9YiUZYbrI/AAAAAAAAANU/um8XZe1TSGk/s320/Denny+Doherty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Denny Doherty&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll Never Know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Mack Gordon/Harry Warren) Ember-Paramount EMA 0286 - 1974&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta es una canción para valientes. Para los que no temen a una buena melodía. Una jodida canción de amor. Pertenece al segundo y último LP en solitario de Denny Doherty, "Waiting For A Song", publicado en 1974 y en el que también ponían sus sensuales voces Michelle Phillips y Cass Elliot, compañeras suyas (y algo más) en The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es una versión de una canción que aparecía en la película de 1943, "Hello, Frisco, Hello", cantada por Alice Faye y que fué grabada por un montón de artistas melódicos de pro, como Nat King Cole, The Platters, Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra o Shirley Bassey y hasta por Michael Bublé o Diana Krall recientemente. Pero, en la soleada versión de Denny Doherty, tiene una encantadora inocencia y fragilidad ausentes en las voces de "los profesionales".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis Doherty, nacido en 1940 en Halifax, Nova Scotia, (Canada). Tras grabar algunos discos con The Halifax Three, se unió a The Big Three en New York. En el grupo estaban Cass Elliott, Zal Yanovsky y John Sebastian, ambos caballeros pre-Lovin' Spoonful, y cambiaron su nombre a The Mugwumps al entrar Denny. Tras alguna grabación que permaneció inédita hasta el éxito posterior de sus componentes, Denny y Cass se unieron a John y Michelle Phillips para formar los famosos The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas, tras cuya disolución, Denny editó unos cuantos singles y un par de LPs antes de regresar a Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En los 80 intervino en unas cuantas películas y series de TV y también en alguna esporádica reunión de The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas. Murio en Enero 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a song for the brave. For those not afraid of a good melody line. A fucking love song. It was on the second and last solo LP of Denny Doherty, "Waiting For A Song", released in 1974, in which Michelle Phillips y Cass Elliot, his ex-mates (and something more) in The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas, were also contributing their sensual voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cover of a song which first appeared in a 1943 movie called "Hello, Frisco, Hello", sung by Alice Faye, and that was recorded by a whole bunch of melodic singers like Nat King Cole, The Platters, Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra or Shirley Bassey and even recently by Michael Bublé or Diana Krall. But, here in Denny's sunny version, it has a charming innocence and fragility which is completely absent with the "proffesional" voices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis Doherty, was born in 1940 in Halifax, Nova Scotia, (Canada). After a few records with The Halifax Three, he joined The Big Three in New York. Cass Elliott, Zal Yanovsky and John Sebastian, both men pre-Lovin' Spoonful, were in the band and they changed their name to The Mugwumps with Denny's arrival. After some recordings that went unreleased until the later success of its members, Denny and Cass joined John and Michelle Phillips to form the famous Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas. After their split, Denny released some singles and a couple of LPs before moving back to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 80s he made a few movies and TV series and also some sporadic The Mamas &amp;amp; The Papas reunions. He died in January 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/214888403/Denny_Doherty_-_You_ll_Never_Know.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/214888403/Denny_Doherty_-_You_ll_Never_Know.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7753485711062717330?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7753485711062717330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7753485711062717330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7753485711062717330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7753485711062717330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/denny-doherty-youll-never-know.html' title='Denny Doherty - You&apos;ll Never Know'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/Sc9YnzueTaI/AAAAAAAAANc/P5SE09GcJ-c/s72-c/Denny+Doherty+-+You%27ll+Never+Know.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-8273556911818753330</id><published>2009-03-22T00:20:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:29:33.585+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth - Fly Away Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/ScV2W3CqzdI/AAAAAAAAANE/zSTAnt-rpNA/s1600-h/The+Truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315785070285082066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/ScV2W3CqzdI/AAAAAAAAANE/zSTAnt-rpNA/s320/The+Truth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/ScV2Rl9EZtI/AAAAAAAAAM8/FGc8TwOXA9E/s1600-h/The+Truth+-+Fly+Away+Bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315784979798845138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/ScV2Rl9EZtI/AAAAAAAAAM8/FGc8TwOXA9E/s320/The+Truth+-+Fly+Away+Bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Truth&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fly Away Bird&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Decca F 12582 B) 1967&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Jameson era un peluquero del norte de Londres. Un buen día, mientras le cortaba el pelo a un jóven cliente llamado Frank Aiello, pensó en formar un duo con él e intentar la cosa del éxito en la música pop. Steve cambió su apellido de Jameson a Gold (tal vez por si servía de conjuro) y, tomando el nombre de una canción de Ray Charles, "Tell The Truth", pronto graban su primer single en 1965. Hasta 1968 lograron editar siete de ellos, primero para Pye y luego para Deram - Decca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mayor parte de las grabaciones eran versiones: The Beatles, The Kinks, Donovan, The Young Rascals... De hecho, tan sólo dos de sus canciones llevan la firma de Mr. Gold/Jameson. Y una de ellas es la que tiene aquí el papel estelar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El penúltimo single de The Truth era una versión de "Walk Away Renee" de The Left Banke y "Fly Away Bird" estaba en la cara B. Esas grandes Bs, que le dan a algunos singles un valor especial. Tiene una bonita e íntima combinación de acordes intercalando una pincelada de R &amp;amp; B. Ahí queda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posteriromente Steve siguió su carrera en solitario. Primero como Stephen Jameson, en plan cantautor con piano, con algun disco para Dawn - Pye, y luego como Nosmo King a mediados de los 70 haciendo...northern soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Steve Jameson was a north London hairdresser. One day, while cutting the hair of a young customer called Frank Aiello, he thought about forming a duo and try the road to success in pop music. Steve changed then his name from Jameson to Gold (probably just in case it stuck) and, taking the name from a Ray Charles song, "Tell The Truth", they soon released their first single in 1965. Up until 1968 they released seven of them, first for Pye and then for Deram - Decca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the recordings were cover versions: The Beatles, The Kinks, Donovan, The Young Rascals... In fact only two of all their songs bore Mr. Gold/Jameson signature. And one of them is starring here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Truth's penultimate single was a cover of "Walk Away Renee" from The Left Banke and "Fly Away Bird" was on the B side. Those great Bs which give a special value to some singles. It has a nice and intimate chord progression which mutates into a R &amp;amp; B flavour and back. Touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve later followed solo his musical career. First as Stephen Jameson, kind of piano singer songwriter, with some records for Dawm - Pye, and then as Nosmo King in the mid 70s doing... northern soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/211446616/The_Truth_-_Fly_Away_Bird.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/211446616/The_Truth_-_Fly_Away_Bird.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-8273556911818753330?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/8273556911818753330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=8273556911818753330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/8273556911818753330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/8273556911818753330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth-fly-away-bird.html' title='The Truth - Fly Away Bird'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/ScV2W3CqzdI/AAAAAAAAANE/zSTAnt-rpNA/s72-c/The+Truth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-6656444326892592374</id><published>2009-03-15T13:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T01:52:52.667+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourmyula - Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SbzymTXlJYI/AAAAAAAAALs/UXNtNpFDoWI/s1600-h/The+Fourmyula+-+Nature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313388400238470530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SbzymTXlJYI/AAAAAAAAALs/UXNtNpFDoWI/s320/The+Fourmyula+-+Nature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fourmyula&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nature&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Wayne Mason) HMV HR 380 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Wellington, The Fourmyula fueron tal vez el grupo más popular de Nueva Zelanda a finales de los 60 y editaron una docena larga de singles y cuatro LPs entre 1968 y 1971. Como buenos antipodas y para luchar contra su aislamiento geográfico, también viajaron a la vieja Inglaterra tras sus primeros éxitos locales para intentar una mayor proyección interancional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vistos los resultados, la mayor parte del grupo regresó a Nueva Zelanda para poco después separarse. El guitarrista Martin Hope se unió al legendario grupo local Human Instinct para sus dos últimos LPs. El batería, Chris Parry, permaneció en el Reino Unido y tuvo mayor éxito, aunque en la sombra: descubrió, fué el manager y produjo los primeros discos de The Cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nature", compuesta por uno de los guitarristas del grupo, Wayne Mason, no fué incluida en ninguno de los albumes de The Fourmyula, aunque sí fué editada en USA, y es la copia que aquí traemos. Una envolvente y etérea canción con muchos de los efluvios de la época.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From Wellington, The Fourmyula were probably the most popular band in New Zealand in the late 60s. They released about a dozen singles and four albums between 1968 and 1971. After their first local hits, as good antipodeans, and also to fight against geographical isolation, they also travelled to old England searching for a bigger international recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the usual results, most part of the band went back to New Zealand and split soon after. Guitarist Martin Hope joined legendary local band Human Instinct for their two last LPs. Drummer Chris Parry stayed in the U.K. and found a bigger success, though a bit in the shade: he discovered, managed and produced the first records of The Cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nature", written by one of the band's guitarists, Wayne Mason, was not included on any of The Fourmyula albums though it had a U.S. release, which is the copy we're bringing here. It's a swaddling and ethereal song with many of the flavours of its time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/209496862/The_Fourmyula_-_Nature.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/209496862/The_Fourmyula_-_Nature.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-6656444326892592374?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6656444326892592374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=6656444326892592374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6656444326892592374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6656444326892592374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/fourmyula-nature.html' title='The Fourmyula - Nature'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SbzymTXlJYI/AAAAAAAAALs/UXNtNpFDoWI/s72-c/The+Fourmyula+-+Nature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-6844325969270842809</id><published>2009-03-07T00:53:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:47:57.257+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush - On A Plane To Nowhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SbG3uibLH6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/vNAKu0ZTedA/s1600-h/Crush+-+On+A+Plane+To+Nowhere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310227445789171618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SbG3uibLH6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/vNAKu0ZTedA/s320/Crush+-+On+A+Plane+To+Nowhere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crush&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On A Plane To Nowhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (M.Kent / J.Arthur) Ariola 12764 A - 1973&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No he conseguido averiguar absolutamente nada sobre este disco. Lo pillé hace mucho tiempo, dejándome llevar por la incontestable pinta del grupo y por los títulos de las canciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Sres. Kent y Arthur escribieron también alguna canción para Vanity Fare (la bonita "&lt;em&gt;Summer Morning&lt;/em&gt;"), cuyos productores, al igual que en este disco, eran también Roger Easterby y Des Champs. Roger y Des tenían una pequeña productora y sello independiente llamado Santa Ponsa que operaba en el campo del pop entre finales de los 60 y principios de los 70. Tal vez esa podría ser una pista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cualquier caso, "&lt;em&gt;Today's Tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;" resultó una canción de glam-pop de las de a granel. Pero la cara B del single, como tantas veces ocurre, era la sorpresa. "&lt;em&gt;On A Plane To Nowhere&lt;/em&gt;" es una de esas pequeñas grandes canciones que se hace de querer de inmediato. Nada espectacular de apariencia, y hasta podría decirse que discreta, tiene un nosequé que engancha, que cala, y que hace que perdure en tu memoria. Como algunas personas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I couldn't find anything about this record. I got it quite a long time ago, and grabbed it just because the sheer look of the band and the titles of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mrs. Kent &amp;amp; Arthur also wrote some song for Vanity Fare (the nice "&lt;em&gt;Summer Morning&lt;/em&gt;"), whose producers were also Roger Easterby and Des Champs. Roger and Des were running a small production company and label called Santa Ponsa which operated in the pop field in the late 60s/early 70s. Maybe this could be a trail to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, "&lt;em&gt;Today's Tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;" resulted one of those average glam-pop songs. But the B side, as in so many other cases, was the real surprise. "&lt;em&gt;On A Plane To Nowhere&lt;/em&gt;" is one of those little great songs with an immediate attraction. Of no spectacular appearance, and even discreet, it has a certain something that hooks on you and makes it linger on your memory. Just like some persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/206229469/Crush_-_On_A_Plane_To_Nowhere.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/206229469/Crush_-_On_A_Plane_To_Nowhere.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-6844325969270842809?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/6844325969270842809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=6844325969270842809&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6844325969270842809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/6844325969270842809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/03/crush-on-plane-to-nowhere.html' title='Crush - On A Plane To Nowhere'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SbG3uibLH6I/AAAAAAAAAGs/vNAKu0ZTedA/s72-c/Crush+-+On+A+Plane+To+Nowhere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-7104141421170517124</id><published>2009-02-26T11:40:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:55:20.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Realists - I've Got A Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SaZymS2CjhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Y2cd3kWvalI/s1600-h/The+Realists+-+I%27ve+Got+A+Heart+(cover).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307055213121801746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SaZymS2CjhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Y2cd3kWvalI/s320/The+Realists+-+I%27ve+Got+A+Heart+(cover).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SaZygDNwPAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aI8YGlg2cxI/s1600-h/The+Realists+-+I%27ve+Got+A+Heart+(Label).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307055105847081986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SaZygDNwPAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aI8YGlg2cxI/s320/The+Realists+-+I%27ve+Got+A+Heart+(Label).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Realists&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've Got A Heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Paul Astles) Stiff / Off 4 - 1978&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el sureste de Londres hay un area llamada Deptford y en 1977 tres bandas locales apuntaban buenas formas y un éxito futurible: Squeeze, The Dire Straits y The Realists. Obviamente, sólo las dos primeras cumplirían sus expectativas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sabe que no sólo de música se nutre el circo del rock y, para desgracia propia y también para la de los amantes de las buenas canciones, The Realists únicamente lograron publicar un solitario single en Off, un subsello de la entonces emergente marca Stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por si a alguien le interesa, que de todo hay, The Realists eran: Paul Astles (voz, guitarra y líder), Ralph Holden (guitarra solista), Pete Butler (bajo) y John Conroy (batería). Tras la no tan realista aventura, todos excepto Mr. Conroy se unieron al ex-Fabulous Poodles, Bobby Valentino, para formar la banda de cajun, bluegrass, y americana en general The Electric Bluebirds. Dos LPs en 1986 y en 1996 es su discreto legado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've Got A Heart", además de ser una potente y nutritiva píldora pop que merece ser recordada y degustada en fiestas de guardar, es la prueba palpable de que se pueden hacer canciones atómicas con tan sólo tres acordes. Si me puediera aplicar el cuento... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the south-east of London there's a place called Deptford and, in 1977, three local bands were showing good shape and were pointing to a probable success: Squeeze, The Dire Straits and The Realists. Obviously, only two of them would fulfill those expectancies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a well known fact that the rock circus is fed not only by music and, unfortunately fot them and also for the lovers of good songs, The Realists only released a lone single in Off, a sublabel of the then blossoming Stiff Records. Well, in fact there was a self-released second 45. But it was even more anonymous than this first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone is interested, anything can happen, The Realists were: Paul Astles (lead vocals and guitar), Ralph Holden (lead guitar), Pete Butler (bass) and John Conroy (drums). After the not so realist adventure, everyone except Mr. Conroy joined Bobby Valentino, ex - The Fabulous Poodles, to form a cajun, bluegrass and americana band called The Electric Bluebirds. Two LPs in 1986 and 1996 is their discreet legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've Got A Heart", besides being a poweful and nourishing pop pill that deserves to be remembered and taken in every proper holiday, is the living proof that atomic songs can be really made with only three chords. If I could only do it myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/202736654/The_Realists_-_I_ve_Got_A_Heart.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/202736654/The_Realists_-_I_ve_Got_A_Heart.mp3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-7104141421170517124?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/7104141421170517124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=7104141421170517124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7104141421170517124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/7104141421170517124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/realists-ive-got-heart.html' title='The Realists - I&apos;ve Got A Heart'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SaZymS2CjhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Y2cd3kWvalI/s72-c/The+Realists+-+I%27ve+Got+A+Heart+(cover).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-9082789800248831660</id><published>2009-02-15T19:01:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:27:00.998+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart'n' Soul - Lazy Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SZhYrBe1cXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yomcpo-wE8E/s1600-h/Heart%27n%27Soul+-+Lazy+Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303086057384145266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SZhYrBe1cXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yomcpo-wE8E/s320/Heart%27n%27Soul+-+Lazy+Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart'n' Soul&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lazy Life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Gordon Haskell) Festival FK 2949 - 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosa historia la de esta canción. Fué escrita por Gordon Haskell cuando era el bajista The Fleur De Lys, antes de publicar su primer LP en solitario. Ante la indiferencia del mundo, Gordon se unió a King Crimson a tiempo de participar en su tercer LP "Lizard", sustituyendo a Greg Lake. No aguantó mucho tiempo al Sr. Fripp y prosiguió una errática y prolongada carrera solitaria, que le trajo un inesperado éxito en Inglaterra en 2001 con la canción "How Beautiful You Are".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lazy Life" fué grabada primero for el grupo sudafricano, de Durban, The Gonks. Su manager la había pescado en un viaje a Londres. Editada con el seudónimo de Quentin E. Klopjaeger, tuvo éxito en las listas del pais en 1968 e incluso se editó en el Reino Unido con un nuevo seudónimo, esta vez como William E. (Polydor 56 181 - 1968)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguna copia del disco en cuestión se las debió arreglar para aterrizar en Australia. Allí, en Sydney concretamente, un grupo que andaba bajo la estela de bandas de jazz pop como The Graham Bond Organisation o Colosseum, la recogió y se marco un increíble arreglo que transformó una sencilla balada beat en una producción casi spectoriana en cinemascope y tecnicolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart'n' Soul llegaron a editar tres singles en el sello Festival entre 1968 y 1970, siendo "Lazy Life" el segundo de ellos. En el 71 apareció su único LP "Hot Boogie Band", ya con un enfoque más netamente progresivo y experimental, para después desparecer en el éter intemporal de las historias semianónimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A destacar la profunda voz del cantante, Graeme Willington, sorprendentemente cercana a un Scott Walker en su mejor momento. Si en lugar de andar por un suburbio de Sydney hubiera sido inquilino de Carnaby Street, otro gallo le habría cantado probablemente. Ah, y arreglo de la parte instrumental central, ausente en la versión original, es realmente épico. Pena que sea tan corto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This song has a quite curious story. It was written by Gordon Haskell when he was the bass player of The Fleur De Lys, some time before releasing his first solo LP in 1969. Facing world indifference, Gordon joined King Crimson in time to play on their third album "Lizard", filling departed Greg Lake's place. He couldn't stand Mr. Fripp for very long and followed then with an erratic and long solo career which brought him an unexpected U.K. succes in 2001 with the song "How Beautiful You Are".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lazy Life" was first recorded by the south african band from Durban, The Gonks. Their manager had just got the song from a recent trip to London. It was released under the pseudonym of Quentin E. Klopjaeger and it was a 1968 hit in South Africa. It even had a U.K. release with an even new name: this time as William E. (Polydor 56 181 - 1968).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A copy of this record somehow found its way to distant Australia. There, in Sydney to be precise, a local jazz - pop band under The Graham Bond Organisation or Colosseum wave, got hold of it and worked out an incredible arrangement that mutated the original simple beat ballad into an almost spectoresque cinemascope and technicolour production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart'n' Soul released three singles on the Festival label between 1968 and 1970, and "Lazy Life" was the second of them.  In 1971 they released their only album, "Hot Boogie Band", which had a quite more experimental and progressive approach. Heart'n' Soul disappeared then into the ether out of time, where the semianonymous stories sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to underline the deep voice of singer Graeme Willington, surprisingly close to the best Scott Walker. If Mr. Willington had been a Carnaby Street dweller instead of wandering on some Sydney suburb, other winds could have probably blown.  Oh, and the instrumental arrangement in the middle part of the song, absent in the original version, is really epic. Shame it's so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/198460983/Heart_n_Soul_-_Lazy_Life.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/198460983/Heart_n_Soul_-_Lazy_Life.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-9082789800248831660?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/9082789800248831660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=9082789800248831660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/9082789800248831660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/9082789800248831660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/heartn-soul-lazy-life.html' title='Heart&apos;n&apos; Soul - Lazy Life'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SZhYrBe1cXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/yomcpo-wE8E/s72-c/Heart%27n%27Soul+-+Lazy+Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-730198988171788240</id><published>2009-02-14T01:13:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:31:24.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>John Stewart - Daydream Believer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SZYM33fzU-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/bE617nrOYEI/s1600-h/John+Stewart+-+Daydream+Believer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302439765205013474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SZYM33fzU-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/bE617nrOYEI/s320/John+Stewart+-+Daydream+Believer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Stewart&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daydream Believer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (John Stewart) Warner Bros. 7525 - 1971&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siempre me ha dado mucho morbo escuchar y conocer las versiones originales de canciones que me gustan, y que previamente había conocido en boca de otros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es este el caso exactamente, ya que The Monkees editaron antes que el propio autor esta gran canción, que siempre ha sido una de mis favoritas del grupo. Aunque ilustra y enternece oir la versión de quien escribió la canción en cuestión en primer lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Stewart, de San Diego, California, se unió a The Kingston Trio en 1961. Cuando estos se disolvieron en 1967 comenzó una larga carrera en solitario, que se extendió hasta su muerte, ahora hace un año. Muchos artistas han grabado sus canciones, aunque tal vez este "Daydream Believer" sea su canción bandera. Aqui podemos escucharla en la frágil voz de su autor, tal vez cercana a la de un Johnny Cash, por ejemplo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está producida por su hermano Mike Stewart, del grupo We Five, y aunque mucho más sobria que la espectacular e irrepetible versión de The Monkees, transmite una calidez y una intimidad que tienen luz propia. Despues de todo, era su propia canción.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To me it's always been like a secret pleasure to know and listen to original versions of songs I like, and that I had previously known with others covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't exactly the case here,'cause The Monkees released this great song, "Daydream Believer", before its own creator did. Though it's always illustrative and touching to hear the song in the voice of the one who wrote it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Stewart, from San Diego, California, joined The Kingston Trio in 1961. When they split in 1967 he started a long solo career which stretched just until his death, about one year ago now.  Many different artists have recorded his songs through the years, tough probably this "Daydream Believer" is his most representative one.  We can hear it here with the fragile voice of its writer, maybe a bit close to say Johnny Cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was produced by his brother Mike Stewart, from the band We Five, and altough quite more sober than the spectacular Monkees cover, it shows some kind of warmth and intimacy that shines all through.  After all, it was his own song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/197742550/John_Stewart_-_Daydream_Believer.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/197742550/John_Stewart_-_Daydream_Believer.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-730198988171788240?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/730198988171788240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=730198988171788240&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/730198988171788240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/730198988171788240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/john-stewart-daydream-believer_14.html' title='John Stewart - Daydream Believer'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SZYM33fzU-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/bE617nrOYEI/s72-c/John+Stewart+-+Daydream+Believer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-3935918255431198496</id><published>2009-02-08T22:06:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:45:05.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Clique - Love Ain't Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SY9Jg1O7sLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AU7juT3qG4o/s1600-h/The+Clique+-+Love+Ain%27t+Easy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300536114832715954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SY9Jg1O7sLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AU7juT3qG4o/s320/The+Clique+-+Love+Ain%27t+Easy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Clique&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Ain't Easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (M. James / C. Klein) Scepter 12212 - 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grupo de Austin, Texas, The Clique editaron casi una decena de singles y un LP entre 1967 y 1970. Su primer single era una rompedora versión de "Splash", de The 13th Floor Elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En 1969 pasaron al sello White Whale donde trabajaron con acreditados productores/compositores como Tommy James o Gary Zekley &amp;amp; Mitchell Bottler.&lt;br /&gt;17 años después, R.E.M. versionearon "Superman", su tercer single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Love Ain't Easy", su segundo disco, es una de esas canciones que, sin apenas pretenderlo, hace parecer domingo un martes cualquiera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A band from Austin, Texas, The Clique released about nine singles and one LP between 1967 and 1970. Their first single was a rough cover of "Splash", by The 13th Floor Elevators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1969 they signed for the White Whale label where they worked with well known producers/writers like Tommy James or Gary Zekley &amp;amp; Mitchell Bottler.&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen years later, R.E.M. covered "Superman", their third single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love Ain't Easy", their second one, is one of those songs that, without even pretending it, makes any tuesday feel like a sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/195610931/The_Clique_-_Love_Ain_t_Easy.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/195610931/The_Clique_-_Love_Ain_t_Easy.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-3935918255431198496?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/3935918255431198496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=3935918255431198496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3935918255431198496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/3935918255431198496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/clique-love-aint-easy-scepter-12212.html' title='The Clique - Love Ain&apos;t Easy'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SY9Jg1O7sLI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AU7juT3qG4o/s72-c/The+Clique+-+Love+Ain%27t+Easy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1158526782949349826</id><published>2009-02-01T19:09:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:18:25.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloodshot - Softly Stroll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYXlsywrTiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/63teJwKHKWc/s1600-h/Bloodshot+-+Softly+Stroll+(Delante).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297893094374198818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYXlsywrTiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/63teJwKHKWc/s320/Bloodshot+-+Softly+Stroll+(Delante).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYXlku_RvrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KQOqbNyvL4g/s1600-h/Bloodshot+-+Softly+Stroll+(Detr%C3%A1s).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297892955922742962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYXlku_RvrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KQOqbNyvL4g/s320/Bloodshot+-+Softly+Stroll+(Detr%C3%A1s).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bloodshot&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Softly Stroll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Graham Jarvis/Henry Hoole) RockMa GPJ 001 - 1978&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una hipnótica canción editada durante la eclosión de la new wave a finales de los 70 por un grupo casi fantasma del que nunca he conseguido averiguar absolutamente nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece ser uno de tantos singles autoeditados en el Reino Unido, en pleno burbujeo de la mayor época del "Hagaselo Vd. Mismo". Un single tal vez demasiado progresivo para las hordas de la nueva ola... y tal vez demasiado new wave para los clanes de los peludos. Y ahí se ha quedado. En un limbo imposible. Un poco fumeta y un poco imperdible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con un engañoso principio acústico, "Softly Stroll" mantiene un clima magnético realzado con unos arrebatadores pianos eléctricos que consiguen crear una atmósfera única. Treinta años después, sigue poniendo en órbita a todo aquel que se deje llevar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A hypnotic song, released during the new wave boom in the late 70s, by an almost ghost band of whom I've never been able to find a single word about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems one of those many singles self released in the U.K. during the bubbling of the biggest "d.i.y." time.  A record maybe still too progressive for the punk and new wave hordes... and maybe too new wavish for the hairy clans.  And there Bloodshot remained. In an impossible limbo. A bit smokey, and a bit safety pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deceiving acoustic start, "Softly Stroll" keeps a magnetic climate, underlined by some captivating electric pianos, creating a unique atmosphere. Thirty years on, it still may send in orbit anyone with a minimum will to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/192531506/Bloodshot_-_Softly_Stroll.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/192531506/Bloodshot_-_Softly_Stroll.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1158526782949349826?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1158526782949349826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1158526782949349826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1158526782949349826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1158526782949349826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/02/bloodshot-softly-stroll_01.html' title='Bloodshot - Softly Stroll'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYXlsywrTiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/63teJwKHKWc/s72-c/Bloodshot+-+Softly+Stroll+(Delante).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-2803595955637937160</id><published>2009-01-28T00:05:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T18:34:05.677+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Neon Philharmonic - Got A Feelin' In My Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SX-Tctr43XI/AAAAAAAAACE/psD8pf4gr9s/s1600-h/Neon+Philarmonic+-+Got+A+Feelin%27+In+My+Bones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296113808320290162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SX-Tctr43XI/AAAAAAAAACE/psD8pf4gr9s/s320/Neon+Philarmonic+-+Got+A+Feelin%27+In+My+Bones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neon Philharmonic&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got A Feelin' In My Bones&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Tupper Saussy) Warner Bros. K 16101 - 1971&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valga esta preciosa canción como homenaje a un hombre renacentista y polifacético que tuvo la creatividad como motor hasta el final.&lt;br /&gt;Músico practicante de casi todos los géneros, escritor, pintor, activista político y humanista en general, Tupper Saussy editó su primer LP en 1963 a los 27 años y Neon Philharmonic fué uno de sus multiples vehiculos creativos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con ese nombre, y contando con la melódica voz de Don Gant, publicó un par de muy aconsejables LPs y casi una decena de singles entre 1968 y 1976.&lt;br /&gt;Neon Philharmonic obtuvo sólo un moderado éxito en 1969 con la canción "Morning Girl", pasando el resto de su brillante discografía a engrosar la enorme lista de grandes olvidados. Gant partió de este planeta en 1987, y Saussy le siguió recientemente en 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got A Feelin' In My Bones" es una cálida canción, escuela Bacharach, que tras un montón de escuchas todavía consigue ponerme los pelos de punta, sobre todo en la parte instrumental del final, tras el cambio de ritmo. Magnífica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Be this great song our humble homage to a renaissance man who kept creativity as his motor until his very end. Active musician in most genres, writer, painter, political activist and humanist, Tupper Saussy released his first LP when he was 27 in 1963. And Neon Philharmonic was one of his several creative vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using that name, and with the melodic voice of Don Gant, Tupper released a couple of more than advisable LPs and about ten singles between 1968 and 1976. Neon Philharmonic achieved only a moderate success in 1969 with the song "Morning Girl". The rest of their brilliant discography went straight into the great ones in oblivion land. Grant left this planet in 1987, and Saussy followed recently, in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Got A Feelin' In My Bones" is a warm song, in the Bacharach school, that, after listening to it a whole bunch of times, still achieves to get me "chicken skin", specially in the instrumental ending part, after the rhythm change. Magnificent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/190389184/Neon_Philarmonic_-_Got_A_Feelin__In_My_Bones.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/190389184/Neon_Philarmonic_-_Got_A_Feelin__In_My_Bones.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-2803595955637937160?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/2803595955637937160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=2803595955637937160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2803595955637937160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/2803595955637937160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/neon-philarmonic-got-feelin-in-my-bones.html' title='Neon Philharmonic - Got A Feelin&apos; In My Bones'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SX-Tctr43XI/AAAAAAAAACE/psD8pf4gr9s/s72-c/Neon+Philarmonic+-+Got+A+Feelin%27+In+My+Bones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-146085532797135340</id><published>2009-01-25T21:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:08:12.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean Bouchety - Great Is Our Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzQZIvn-pI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6GRnCtbG0mk/s1600-h/Jean+Bouchety+-+Moving+Shades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336392143403666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzQZIvn-pI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6GRnCtbG0mk/s320/Jean+Bouchety+-+Moving+Shades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jean Bouchety - &lt;em&gt;Great Is Our Love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (A. Algueró/A.Guijarro) Sonoplay/Barclay - 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción apareció en el último single de Los Bravos con Mike Kennedy como cantante en 1968. Como siempre, el disco estaba producido por Alain Milhaud y los arreglos y dirección de orquesta corrían a cargo de un compatriota y amigo de Milhaud que había participado ya en un sin fin de grabaciones de los grandes del pop francés del momento: Jean Bouchety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bouchety publicó, más o menos al mismo tiempo que la versión de Los Bravos, un LP titulado "Moving Shades Of Light", también producido por Milhaud. Y les debió gustar mucho esta canción del gran Augusto Algueró pues la incluyeron también en el LP en cuestión. Tal vez para librarse del probablemente exagerado tratamiento vocal de histriónico Mike Kennedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la verdad es que en este tratamiento instrumental, la canción adquiere una grandeza que la dispara hacia más allá de las nubes. Lugar poco frecuentado, por cierto. Viva Algueró.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/182068047/Jean_Bouchety_-_Great_Is_Our_Love.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/182068047/Jean_Bouchety_-_Great_Is_Our_Love.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-146085532797135340?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/146085532797135340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=146085532797135340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/146085532797135340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/146085532797135340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/jean-bouchety-great-is-our-love.html' title='Jean Bouchety - Great Is Our Love'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzQZIvn-pI/AAAAAAAAAB0/6GRnCtbG0mk/s72-c/Jean+Bouchety+-+Moving+Shades.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-1756760441519586059</id><published>2009-01-25T21:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:08:38.227+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Orphans - This Is The Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzNdJdYdbI/AAAAAAAAABs/54Mx-1swcDo/s1600-h/The+Orphans+-+This+Is+The+Time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295333162519918002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzNdJdYdbI/AAAAAAAAABs/54Mx-1swcDo/s320/The+Orphans+-+This+Is+The+Time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Orphans - &lt;em&gt;This Is The Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Eric Lilljequist) Epic 5-10348 - 1967&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formados en Avon, Massachussetts y con base en Brockton, The Orphans editaron un par de singles con Epic en 1967, ambos producidos por Sandy Linzer y Denny randell. El lider del grupo, Eric Lilljequist, se traladó a más tarde a Boston donde formó el grupo Orphan, quienes publicaron tres LPs y varios singles entre 1972 y 1975.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas canciones de Eric han sido grabadas por otros artistas como The Four Seasons o Johnny Johnson &amp;amp; The Bandwagon y ha acompañado como músico a gente como Tom Rush, David Bromberg o John Mayall. Actualmente, sigue en activo haciendo directos con su trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This Is The Time" es el segundo y último single de The Orphans, y es una delicada y tierna canción, más cercana al psico pop británico del momento que a los sonidos netamente americanos. Con orquestación renacentista y un gran sentido de la melodía, esta canción precursora del Boston Sound puede realmente tocar la fibra en el momento adecuado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/185381210/The_Orphans_-_This_Is_The_Time.mp3"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/185381210/The_Orphans_-_This_Is_The_Time.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-1756760441519586059?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/1756760441519586059/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=1756760441519586059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1756760441519586059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/1756760441519586059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/orphans-this-is-time.html' title='The Orphans - This Is The Time'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzNdJdYdbI/AAAAAAAAABs/54Mx-1swcDo/s72-c/The+Orphans+-+This+Is+The+Time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922106784493331790.post-666558406348922741</id><published>2009-01-25T21:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:09:03.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Michel Delpech - Ce Fou De Nicolas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzMN5t-BAI/AAAAAAAAABk/uKbSJC3rzWI/s1600-h/Michel+Delpech+LP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295331801084855298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzMN5t-BAI/AAAAAAAAABk/uKbSJC3rzWI/s320/Michel+Delpech+LP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michel Delpech&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ce Fou De Nicolas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (M.Delpech/J.M.Rivat/M.Pelay) Barclay - 1975&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La primera vez que supe de Michel Delpech fué hace un buen montón de años, casi en otra vida, cuando triunfaba en Francia con una cancioncilla muy comercial llammada “Pour Un Flirt”. Andaba yo por aquellos pagos no sé muy bien con que intención. Bueno, tampoco tengo muy clara mi actual intención en estos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El caso es que años después volví a toparme con Michel en algunas otras varias ocasiones. Y descubrí canciones con mucha más enjundia, aunque todavía no ocupó una merecida plaza en mi ya muy poblado olimpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fué en la primavera de 2001 cuando pillé en una tienda de discos de segunda mano, en Barcelona, un LP suyo que con el tiempo se me ha hecho muy querido. Se titula simplemente “Michel Delpech”, fué publicado en 1975 y cuenta con la fantástica orquestación de Bill Shepherd, quien ya trabajó con los Bee Gees pre-fibre del sábado noche, y también con muchos otros artistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este disco contiene muy buenas canciones. Puede que incluso mejores que ésta que he seleccionado. Pero ya se sabe que el corazón no entiende de razones y me enamoré de ella instantáneamente. Tan sólo objetar que la orquestación está, para mi gusto, un poquillo baja en la mezcla. Aún así, mantiene inalterada su elegante y arrebatadora belleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muchos de nosotros tenemos algo de ce fou de Nicolas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.com/files/176719297/Michel_Delpech_-_Ce_Fou_De_Nicolas.mp3ç"&gt;http://rapidshare.com/files/176719297/Michel_Delpech_-_Ce_Fou_De_Nicolas.mp3ç&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/922106784493331790-666558406348922741?l=cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/feeds/666558406348922741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=922106784493331790&amp;postID=666558406348922741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/666558406348922741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/922106784493331790/posts/default/666558406348922741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cancionesatomicas.blogspot.com/2009/01/michel-delpech-ce-fou-de-nicolas.html' title='Michel Delpech - Ce Fou De Nicolas'/><author><name>Sebastián Vientos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10321685763802899973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SYN0SUzVS1I/AAAAAAAAACk/aB8hT18WZoE/S220/colourful.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gFf0Df6bUH4/SXzMN5t-BAI/AAAAAAAAABk/uKbSJC3rzWI/s72-c/Michel+Delpech+LP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
