I bloody love a bit
of Simon and Garfunkel. Their greatest hits was a common theme heard in my
house growing up, and so it has a natural nostalgia that is pretty
heart-warming. I don't know the ins and outs of why they split up, but I guess
it was an ego thing. Given the consistency of their combined output, we can but
imagine the stellar collection they would have achieved with decades working
together.
This
album apparently started as a potential Simon and Garfunkel reunion album,
following their huge success at the concert in Central Park. Paul Simon had
released five albums before this point, with several major successes. This one,
however, was a commercial flop, reaching only 34 in the UK, and 35 in the US.
It has been retrospectively heralded as some of his best work, which is why it
appears in this book. Following this failure, Simon felt completely lacking inspiration, and it was through a chance musical
encounter that he decided to travel to South Africa to record the remarkably
successful Graceland.
Allergies
starts things in a fashion that is rather mixed. Musically it is classic 80s,
with a huge array of instruments, and some very bizarre studio effects overlaid
on most of them. Lyrically, it is one of the strangest things I have ever
listened to - I can't work out what the point of it is. Is he allergic to his
music, or his love, or both, and frankly, why is this the subject of a song?
I've kept trying to work out what the metaphor is for this, but I'm none the
wiser after a week of pontificating. Hearts and Bones is slightly more
mainstream, but that can also be read as Middle of the Road. Because it is in
that saccharine, over-produced, under-baked manner that waning pop stars
sometimes fall back on. Numbers get Serious is weird, but a bit more
interesting at least - possibly written with Art Garfunkel in mind, who has a
Maths Masters Degree from Columbia. Think Too Much (b) is the best song on the
album, with a catchy xylophone riff (if that is even a thing), a theme that
makes sense, and Simon's voice at its best. It's still a bit fruity, complete
with what sounds like a bleating lamb at the beginning, but I can forgive it
that. Song about the Moon is ok, but unless I'm listening to it at the time, I
can't remember a thing about it; it's the musical equivalent of plain yoghurt.
Think Too Much (a) should be renamed Overthinking and playing a musical concept
too much. Covering your own song with a slightly more upbeat backing is just
album filler, plain and simple. Train in the Distance
is catchy and has a bit of swagger about it, and Simon's voice is like a
soothing hot chocolate. Rene and Georgette Magritte with their dog after the
War is an attempt at painting an image of the surrealist artists. The key word
there is attempt, though apparently Rolling Stone rate it as one of Paul
Simon's best songs ever, so there you go. Cars are Cars is possibly the most
bizarre 3 minutes mainstream pop song I have heard, including this album's opener. Cars are indeed cars Paul,
yes, all over the world. A car doesn't stop becoming a car when it is in India,
for example. As a tautologically defunct statement, it is up there with the
best, and indeed worst. The Late Great Johnny Ace is a tribute to Johnny Ace
and John Lennon, and as such, I'm afraid that it makes me care about them less.
In that respect, it sums the album up nicely.
This album is not
that bad, but it's not very good either; it's the first one I'm really clueless
as to why it is in this book. I mean, John Zorn at least gave me a benchmark
above which all other music will be placed, which is useful in itself. No single
song on this album really does enough to justify its inclusion, as even the
best song has a crappy version of itself two tracks later. This was definitely
an auditory week I could happily have done without. Indeed, I've spent much of
it listening to the new Nick Cave album, which is unsurprisingly excellent.
Listen to that instead of this. Please.
Chloe's
rating: 6
Chloe's
favourite track: 2. Hearts and Bones
Olly's
rating: 4
Olly's
favourite track: 4. Think Too Much (b)
So after
a few meh weeks, the next one is a belter - 440. Off the Wall by Michael
Jackson. Yes, yes, oh yay.

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