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Monday, April 13, 2020

Jesus and Starsky, oh, how I loved thee


Jesus and Starsky, oh, how I loved thee
(back in the nineteen-seventies)
by Live Music Head



It’s April 13, 2020,
Easter Monday.
27 days after the coronavirus pandemic forced me into self-isolation,
and affording me oh,
a slight bit more time for getting nostalgic and writing about it.
Now, I may not be religious and I may not celebrate
any of the traditional holidays on society’s annual calendar,
but I was raised in a Catholic family,
and was rather forced to do just that.
Having said that,
you can imagine as a kid how much I hated going to church
and how rebellious I was while attending Catholic grade school.
Oh yes, I certainly was.
However,
I became a smidgeon less rebellious
somewhere in and around Grade 6
when I discovered Norman Jewison’s
1973 rock opera film and soundtrack,
Jesus Christ Superstar.
Oh, how I loved it!
Suddenly,
in religion class,
I was raising my hand wanting to know more
about these dudes called Judas, Caiaphas and Pontius Pilate.
I even brought the vinyl record to school.
Goes to show you that if something scary or hard to understand as a kid
(such as the life and times of Jesus Christ),
when presented to you through something you love,
like rock and roll,
suddenly opens you up to wanting more learning and education.
Music has always been my savior,
and the story of Jesus Christ,
especially told with the sound of a groovy bass run,
has fascinated me ever since.
I mean, it’s one helluva story, right?
Somewhere around the same time,
I got to know Pamela des Barres,
through I’m with the Band,
required and essential reading for any rock and roll chickie-poo.
I always loved how des Barres referred to Mary Magdalene
as the very first groupie.
It's also due to my early exposure to JCS
that I knew exactly what the Rolling Stones were talking about
the first time I heard:
"Made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate"
from Sympathy for the Devil.
This photo still from the JCS scene Trial Before Pilate
(Pontius played by the amazing and beloved Barry Dennen)
has taken on a whole new meaning,
since COVID-19 upset the world of today…



Almost twenty years after the first time seeing the JCS movie,
a new stage version went on tour,
bringing Ted Neeley
and the incomparable Carl Anderson (who played Judas)
along to reprise their roles.
On August 14, 1993,
a mere week before my birthday,
the tour made a stop at the O’Keefe Centre in Toronto,
for which I was extremely lucky to score tickets for. 










And I gotta tell ya, 
I was utterly blown away hearing those very familiar
and incredibly powerful voices,
live and in person.
Shivers and goosebumps completely covered me!
Because having grown up with this musical,
I know every single word from every single song,
every bit of phrasing,
every nook and cranny of the motion picture,
vhs, dvd, vinyl and cd.
Because forever it all has been,
ingrained in my dna.
I took my mother with me to this stage performance.
It was truly a special occasion,
not only because Neeley and Anderson were apart if it
or that it was a mere week before my birthday,
but because it was a mere week before
my mom’s birthday, too.
And it was my mother who
always watched the movie with me growing up,
whenever it came on tv at Easter time.
Of Ted Neeley, my mother would always say,
“he has such nice teeth.”
My mother recently passed away,
and I think this is one of the fondest memories I have,
that I shared with her.
After the performance,
my mom and I were there when
Ted Neeley emerged from the back stage door,
paying witness to and feeling the same way,
when the eruption of joy sprung forth
from the crowd who were waiting there with us.
Now, we had to wait our turn like everyone else,
but when it came to be,
Ted Neeley gave us his complete and undivided attention,
like no one I had ever met before.
Looking me straight in the eye when talking to me,
and treating me like he's known me all his life,
was remarkable.
He did the same for my mother,
and as far as I could see,
he did the same for everyone else that was there to meet him,
like he had all the time in the world and no place else to go!
He was full of love, gratitude and hugs for everyone!
Neeley also introduced us to his son,
Zackariah,
still a little boy at the time,
and his wife Leeyan Granger,
who was also in the film,
playing one of the dancers in
Simon the Zealot’s awesomely choreographed scene.
Ted signed the photo of Gethsemane that I had brought,
my overall favourite scene from the film.
He told me about how hard Jewison worked
on getting that scene just right...
about the patience it took to capture the perfect sky.
As a parting gift,
I gave Mr Neeley a necklace,
which he insisted I put on him.
The photo below was taken just after I clasped it around his neck.
He’s shown fondling it with his fingers.
Precious.



Neeley told us many other stories,
including stories around the comparisons between him
and Deep Purple’s Ian Gillan.
And he showed genuine enthusiasm listening to us,
as we did him,
spending what seemed like 90 minutes or more with us,
until everyone got from him what they wanted.
Again, remarkable.
I then watched Ted Neeley take his wife and son across the street
to Marche,
the Movenpick restaurant on Yonge St.
As we headed home,
my mother was just as overjoyed as me,
having experienced such an amazing live performance
and the truly heart-warming experience of meeting Ted Neeley,
face to face afterward.
I’ll never, ever forget Neeley's kindness, warmth, and generosity.
A true gem, him.
Looking back at this clip of Gethsamane,
Ted Neeley’s incredible vocals still move me to my core,
despite having seen this like, 9 million times.
Ya know, JC was a little rebellious too.
As you can see,
he had much doubt and as many questions as me!

Gethsamane
(From the 1973 rock opera, Jesus Christ Superstar;
starring Ted Neeley, directed by Norman Jewison)...



Like many youngsters who came of age in the 1970s,
I grew up on television and so,
had all my television cop heroes to take to bed and dream about.
I was particularly in love with Paul Michael Glaser,
who played Starsky in Starsky & Hutch.
I was equally as madly in love with the unorthodox, 
"Don't do the crime, if you can't do the time" police detective 
with the pet cockatoo, 
Tony Baretta, 
as well as the bald, dapper, tough, incorrigible, 
lollipop-suckin' police lieutenant, 
Theodore "Who loves ya, baby?" Kojak - 
in addition to 
that San Francisco Police Commissioner, 
Stuart "Mac"McMillan 
and Captain Steve McGarrett, 
head of a special state police force located in Hawaii -
but don't tell Starsky that!
I still remember to this day,
the dream I had when they all came to my rescue,
when a murderer was out to get me!













How could I not love Starsky, 
that "dark-haired Southern California 
police detective/Brooklyn transplant
and U.S. Army veteran,
with the street-wise manner and intense,
sometimes childlike moodiness"?
That same bad-ass detective who drove 
the red hot with white stripe 1975 Ford Gran Torino?
Starsky looked so hot throwing them bad guys up against that car, 
did he not? 
Let's spell it out together in bold, shall we?
H-O-T! 
Right?













Just like how every girl back then wanted Farrah Fawcett’s hair,
every guy wanted a cool car
(a cool car along with Farrah Fawcett's 
hot red swim-suited body, of course -
and speaking of nice teeth).
My brother had a cool, souped-up 1968 Ford Torino...
painted in green with a cobra snake.
My sister’s husband had the cool van, 
with flames of fire painted on the sides.
My other sister’s husband had a really cool dune buggy.
And I always felt super-cool every time I got to ride in them.
Well, today, thanks to Ted Neeley again,
I got another throwback to those times
when he posted this youtube clip on his Facebook page
from the time in 1979 when he guest-starred on Starsky and Hutch
as Lionel Rigger, a drummer!
Yes, that’s right… 
Ted Neeley, 
otherwise known as my beloved Jesus Christ,
played a drummer/informant
on Starsky and Hutch!
(S4:E18 – Targets Without a Badge).
Without a doubt,
this was definitely the best hour I spent today,
watching Neeley act with two of my other childhood heroes
and hearing him say dialogue, like:
“Well, hear this man:
these cops you want to hire to spring your mules,
their names are Starsky and Hutch,
and uh, they’re bad, man.
Real bad.
They say, either you play their game,
or pick up your marbles and pack it in.”
LOL!
And this from Hutch:
“You know something Starsky?
I bet when you were small,
you were one of those kids who used to go to the library
and tear out the last pages of the mystery.”
Again, let's spell it out together in bold...
B-A-D A-S-S!!
My brain is old now,
so I don’t exactly remember seeing this episode 
when it originally aired,
although I’m very sure I did,
as I was such a faithfull viewer.
But its nostalgia like this
that helps get me through the day, today,
inspiring me to write this blog,
particularly the scene where Neeley is holed up with Starsky
in the space above the thrift shop,
going stir-crazy.
That just added fuel to my already-fiery imagination,
thinking about all the hot and badass things I would want to happen,
if those two were holed up with me in my COVID-19
isolation!

S4:E18 - Targets Without a Badge
with guest-star Ted Neeley
Starsky & Hutch, 1979...


Friday, June 13, 2014

Best Memory of Massey Hall


Best Memory of Massey Hall
by Live Music Head



Was when I got in for free to see 
Keith Richards and The X-pensive Winos 
sometime in the early 90s, 
prob'ly '93. 
I forget the exact date because 
I don’t have a ticket stub. 
This is why: 
after my ticket-connection guy failed to show, 
and my friends caved to scalper prices, 
I found myself standing on the sidewalk out front of the Hall alone, 
still hungover from the night before,
and with no ticket to the show.
I wandered into the Silver Rail across the street
and had to laugh.
Everyone drinking in there looked just like Keef.
But still no sight of my ticket-connection guy.
When I came back out to the sidewalk in front of the Hall,
a group of guys were there smoking a joint.
When I told them I really wanted to see the show, 
but had no ticket, 
they said: 
"why not just pretend you have one and follow us in, 
like you're with us?" 
Now this really isn't my style at all, 
so I surprised myself when I said: 
“okay, yea why not? 
If I get booted, hopefully it won’t be too embarrassing 
and I’ll blame it on the hangover.” 
So off I went walking between them four boys, 
straight up to where their seats were on the first balcony 
without being stopped once, 
only to find an empty seat right alongside theirs! 
The lights went down moments later, 
offering a perfect cover of darkness. 
I spotted my friends down below,
sitting in their 3x-the-ticket-price-floor-seats 
and wished I was with them.
But ya know, 
on further thought,
I was pretty darn happy where I was, 
rockin’ out with my new friends, 
at no cost. 
When the guitarist for the Rolling Stones came out, 
it was with a butt hanging from his mouth 
despite Toronto's smoking ban. 
From that moment on,
and throughout the entire show,
I could hear, 
clearly and distinctly, 
every single note he hit on his axe.
Kudos to the Massey Hall sound man! 
It was rock and roll, 
and I liked it. 
I liked it.
Yes I did.


Official website for Massey Hall...




Friday, July 5, 2013

Twenty Feet from Stardom


Twenty Feet from Stardom
American music documentary directed by Morgan Neville
Starring Darlene Love, Merry Clayton, Lisa Fischer,
and Bruce Springsteen
Released 2013
by Live Music Head























“meet the unsung heroes
behind the greatest music of our time”



Merry Clayton aspired to be a Raelette
after seeing Ray Charles perform.
And so she was.
Merry Clayton was also the singer who got a phone call
from The Rolling Stones asking her to come to the studio
and help record the opening track
on their yet-to-be-released album,
Let it Bleed.
Pregnant at the time,
Clayton showed up with curlers in her hair.
When Clayton and Mick Jagger are shown
in this new documentary,
Twenty Feet From Stardom,
listening to her isolated vocal track on Gimme Shelter,
the hair rose on the back of my neck.
“War, children, it's just a shot away,
it's just a shot away!
Rape, murder! It's just a shot away,
it's just a shot away!!”
A little horrified at first by the lyrics,
she sang her guts out.
Merry Clayton:
"I felt like if I just gave my heart to what I was doing,
I would automatically be a star.”
Clayton also sang (reluctantly at first)
on Lynyrd Skynyrd’s Sweet Home Alabama.
She talks about that,
and other interesting things in this doc;
a doc about the backup singer
and the important role they play
behind every star in music.
Particularly the female backup singer
(although Bruce Springsteen does tell the story
of visiting David Bowie in studio
when he was recording Young Americans
and meeting Luther Vandross,
a male backup singer on the record).
This film also documents
the incredible talents of Lisa Fischer,
who I first saw performing with The Rolling Stones
on the 1989 Steel Wheels tour.
She’s held the lead backup role on every Stones tour since.
That’s two ladies who put the gospel soul in rock and roll,
and two very good reasons to see this film.
But it’s Darlene Love’s story
that pulled at my heart strings the most.
We’ve all heard her singing with The Blossoms
on records like:
Sinatra’s That’s Life,
Bobby Pickett’s The Monster Mash,
and The Crystal’s Da Doo Ron Ron,
to name only three.
Love is also the lead vocal on The Crystal’s He’s a Rebel,
but no one knew it for the longest time because
Love was under the control of a maniac record producer
who didn’t credit her.
Show some respect for Love
by seeing this film.
The Boss showed his.
He gets down on his knees and bows to her.
Hearing Darlene Love sing only ten seconds
of Bill Withers’ Lean On Me
and you’ll understand why.
The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame also showed their respect,
finally,
by inducting Love in 2011,
with the great Bette Midler presenting.
Now showing at 
Toronto’s Bloor Hotdocs Cinema until July 18,
this is the trailer...