‘MajorScaled TV’: Minor Scale Songs Digitally Modified to Major Scale

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What would minor-scale hits like REM’s “Losing My Religion” and Metallica’s “Nothing Else Matters” sound like had they been written and sung in major scales? Now we know. MajorScaled TV is a site where such songs are re-worked digitally into major-scale versions.

Now that killer on the road in the Doors’ “Riders On the Storm” doesn’t sound like such a menacing fellow somehow…

https://www.facebook.com/MajorScaledTv

 

21 Things You Didn’t Know About Janis Joplin

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(From BuzzFeed)

http://www.buzzfeed.com/skarlan/21-things-you-didnt-know-about-janis-joplin-82j3

 

Loved By Millions, Hated By You — What To Do?

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(Reprinted from NPR music)

Kyle Perry writes: “Do you ever feel obligated to return and re-listen to something that you don’t like, but that everyone says is great? I just can’t seem to love and adore In the Aeroplane Over the Sea by Neutral Milk Hotel, but it seems like everyone in my life insists that it’s great, so I’ve tried multiple times to get into it. At what point do you give up and concede that something that’s critically or popularly acclaimed is just not good to you?

I think you’re just about there: You’ve listened to your friends; you’ve listened to the record; you’ve tried. Great music isn’t great to everyone — it simply can’t be. Great music stirs intense emotions, and intense emotions are destined to polarize, or they wouldn’t necessitate intensity.

Now, I do happen to think that In the Aeroplane Over the Sea is a masterpiece, and it’s certainly one of my favorite albums of the last 15 or 20 years. But I’m not coming to it cold. I found it on my own and I fell in love with it at my own pace, under pressure from no one, on headphones, during solitary walks. It came to me a little late, when I was ready to come looking for it — I was ready for its passion and intensity and sideways beauty, and the mystery of it transfixed me. But that doesn’t make me “right” or “wrong” about In the Aeroplane Over the Sea; if it were made for everyone to love, that fact would alienate the people it now attracts.

I’m a big fan of “not for me” as a descriptor — tinged with a hint of disappointment rather than defiance. It bugs me when I don’t love something that’s supposed to be great! I like loving things! This past summer, I dragged myself to a Lumineers concert because I wanted to interrogate my reflexive dislike of the group’s music; it didn’t help, but I still do my absolute best not to dump on The Lumineers’ music around friends who rave about the band. It’s just that it’s Not For Me.

Finally, while this isn’t true in all cases, it doesn’t hurt to revisit classic records at different times in your life, whether you love them or not. When I was in my early 20s, Tom Waits was squarely in the Not For Me bin. I just needed life to smack me around a little bit before his music meant to me what it was meant to mean.

The Tragic Story of Badfinger

The 10 Most Annoying Concert Behaviors

concert(Reprinted from Rolling Stone)

By Andy Greene

Going to rock concerts has always meant dealing with a bunch of unruly  people, many of them very drunk – but it seems like lately things have been  worse than ever. Attention spans are at an all-time low, and the ubiquity of  smartphones has resulted in a huge percentage of the audience at any given show  barely paying attention to the action onstage. Here are the 10 most annoying  behaviors at rock concerts:

1. Taking pictures the entire freaking show.

I get it. You want to show all your friends on Facebook and Twitter that you  saw a cool concert. Fine. Take a photo. Take five if you want! But please, don’t  take 77. You always manage to hold your camera right in my line of sight. You  don’t even look like you’re enjoying the show while you’re doing this. All your  attention is on the photos. And you know what? Those photos are all going to  look like shit. Every single one of them. You’re too far away. You’ll probably  never even look at them. Also, you see those guys right in front of the stage with the giant cameras? They’re taking great professional pictures. There’s really no need for yours.

2. Checking e-mail, Facebook and Twitter every couple of  minutes.

Unless you’re a surgeon or a firefighter, everything can wait. Live in the  moment. Enjoy the show. You paid good money to be here. You can e-mail your  friends when you get home. Also, that cellphone emits a very harsh and  distracting glow. For the love of God, just turn it off.

3. Incessantly talking to your friends.

You might not like whatever song is playing. You may be bored with the show in general. You may have been dragged here against your will. But you’ve been chattering the entire show, and I can hear every word. It’s driving me crazy.  Please shut up. Please. I can’t tell you how many shows I attend where the two people in front of me are yelling in each others’ ears the entire night. Not only is my sightline blocked when their heads come together, but I can hear them. Maybe go to a coffee shop when the show is done. Lie under an oak tree and talk until the sun comes up. I don’t care. Just quiet down so I can enjoy the  show.

4. Yelling out requests.

Look, I hope Morrissey plays “There Is A Light That Never Goes Out” also. That would be cool – but stop screaming for it. Most of the time the set list is  pre-determined, and you’re screaming in my ear. They’re going to play what  they’re going to play. Go along for the ride. And to the guy screaming for a super obscure B-side from 15 years ago? Nobody thinks you’re cool.

5. Yelling out “Freebird!”

This request deserves its own subcategory of irritation. This joke has never been funny. Not once. Just stop. It was lame in 1981. Now it’s just infuriating.

6. Pushing your way to the front.

If a concert is general admission, the people in front earned their spots. They got there early and laid claim to their space. The people all the way in front might have even spent all day camped out by the doors, so when the lights go off and you shove your way to the front, you’re being a huge asshole. Don’t do that. If you show up late and there’s only room in the back, you’ve just gotta deal with it.

7. Getting so drunk you puke.

At pretty much any big concert, you’ll see a janitor emerge after a couple of  songs with a big broom and a bucket of sawdust. It means somebody puked. It’s a bummer for the puker, but the people all around have to deal with the aftermath.  Don’t be the vomit guy. There’s no worse kind of person to be at the concert.

8. Loudly complaining after the show because the band didn’t play your favorite song.

Not all artists take the Rod Stewart/Billy Joel/Tom Petty approach of  “nothing but the hits.” Performers like Neil Young or Van Morrison are unpredictable. This is actually a good thing. Try to enjoy the show you’re getting as opposed the one you wish you were seeing. Besides, haven’t you heard “Brown Eyed Girl” and “Southern Man” enough?

9. Filming the entire show on your iPhone.

This distracts people even worse than taking pictures, and usually results in an equally horrid product. The sad irony is that people tend to film their favorite songs, but the smiles on their faces are gone when all their concentration goes into capturing these moments on film. Tomorrow morning, YouTube will be cluttered with crappy cellphone videos of every song from whatever show you’re seeing. There’s no need to add to that. You paid good money to see a show, and you’re joylessly watching it through a tiny screen on your iPhone. It just doesn’t make any sense.

10. Yelling “Sit down!” at people who are standing up.

This is a real problem at theater and arena shows that attract fans over the  age of, say, 40. Nobody can quite agree when to stand or when to sit down. Inevitably, there are some people standing right in front of people that wish to remain seated. Between songs, someone will scream “Sit down!” The stander either  obliges, or yells back something like “Go fuck yourself.” The person in the seat  just seethes with rage, and the tension seeps through the whole section. Often the person is standing only because someone in front of them is standing. It leads to chaos, and grumpy old people spending the entire show miserable. This has to stop. Here’s a simple rule of thumb: If you can’t see, stand up. It’s very easy. Inversely, if everyone in front of you is seated, sit down. Go with the flow and just relax. We’re all in this concert together.

Keith Moon’s Final Performance with The Who (1978)

(Reprinted from Open Culture)

Last summer, we revisited a memorable moment from the annals of rock ‘ n’ roll — the time when Keith Moon, flying high on PCP, passed out at a 1973 Who concert in California, giving an unsuspecting fan, Scot Halpin, the chance to take over on the drums. (Watch it all happen here:https://edcyphers.com/2012/09/03/keith-moon-passes-out-at-1973-concert-19-year-old-fan-takes-over/  )

It was a glorious moment for Scot. For Keith, it was the middle of the end — another example of the outrageous substance abuse that would kill him five years later.

Fast forward to 1978, and we arrive at Keith Moon’s final live performance with The Who. It took place when the band shot live footage for the rockumentary, The Kids Are Alright. In his recently-published biography, Who Am I?, Pete Townshend writes that, by 1978, Moon’s addictions had caught up to him. His “drumming was getting so uneven that recording was almost impossible, so much so that work on the Who Are You album had ground to a halt…. [The Who] had just about enough tracks for a record, with very little additional material to spare. ‘Music Must Change‘ was completed with footsteps replacing drums.” When it came time to shoot live footage for The Kids Are Alright, Townshend “was terrified that Keith wouldn’t be able to hide his deteriorating condition,” but agreed to give it a try.

The initial shoot was appalling. The band was out of practice, and Keith couldn’t keep up. So they tried a second shoot, filmed at Shepperton Studios on May 25, 1978, where they played a limited number of hit songs before a small audience. (Watch above and below.) “Keith was in a good mood but bloated and unfit,” writes Townshend, “and he found the repeated takes wearying.” Because Moon’s earphones kept falling off, they taped them to his head with thick black gaffers’ tape. In the months that followed, Moon headed to Malibu, California where he tried to kick his alcohol habit and then started abusing medications to relieve the withdrawal symptoms. On September 6, Moon took 32 tablets of clomethiazole, a sedative meant to help him cope with the withdrawal. The next morning Roger Daltrey, The Who’s lead singer, called Pete Townshend and simply said “He’s done it.”

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