Friday, April 04, 2008
i don't care how much i gotta spend, i gotta get back to my baby again
When on a whim I picked up this 1969 single by The Arbors -- a little-known American pop-group from the 60s (wikipedia) -- singing The Letter, much more famously recorded by The Box Tops in 1967 -- who know knew what a colossally lysergic head-buzz-off stone classic it would turn out to be?The Arbors - The Letter (5.26 MB mp3: right-click and Save As to download; play using the handy little embedded player below)
OMFG... OMFG... OMFG... did you hear that?
Labels: music, two-sentences-one-tune
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Yesterday I bought some new headphones for my iPod - these cool little Sennheisers that have really clear bass and block out the horrible outside world.
Anyway, they came with three sizes of little silicone pads to ensure the right fit. I'd lost the smallest size when I opened the packet last night, but I just found them earlier, fitted them, and that track was the first thing I listened to.
OMFG
Cos, like, it starts off sounding like something from the '60s, with a little bit of that cool John Barry/James Bond vibe, but then, from out of the blues, WTF, it's a Beach Boys-y vocal harmony breakdown, the likes of which we were not to hear again until the late '90s boyband revival. And then, just in case the listener hasn't finished being in a state of jaw-dropping WTFness, then it goes all psychedelic and - I'm not 100% if this is real or just an aural effect - a wormhole opened up and I briefly travelled back in time to a 1968 be-in.
OMFG OMFG
That got more than two sentences out of me.
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Anyway, they came with three sizes of little silicone pads to ensure the right fit. I'd lost the smallest size when I opened the packet last night, but I just found them earlier, fitted them, and that track was the first thing I listened to.
OMFG
Cos, like, it starts off sounding like something from the '60s, with a little bit of that cool John Barry/James Bond vibe, but then, from out of the blues, WTF, it's a Beach Boys-y vocal harmony breakdown, the likes of which we were not to hear again until the late '90s boyband revival. And then, just in case the listener hasn't finished being in a state of jaw-dropping WTFness, then it goes all psychedelic and - I'm not 100% if this is real or just an aural effect - a wormhole opened up and I briefly travelled back in time to a 1968 be-in.
OMFG OMFG
That got more than two sentences out of me.
