30.9.26

ROCK'N'ROLL HALL of FAME, 2026

Such is my apathy towards the Rock’n’Roll Hall of Fame these days that this year, for the first time since 1992, I failed to vote for any of the 2026 nominees. This was because for the first time ever the ballot was digitalised and, as I recall, would not accept my voting form because I failed to vote for the required eight nominees. In the past I’d received a brochure, such as can be seen here on previous posts about the R&RHoF, which included a form on which to vote that I used to put in the mail to an address in New York. When I didn’t vote for the requisite number of acts I added a note explaining that in my opinion there were insufficient acts worthy of induction and, as far as I am aware, this was accepted by those in charge. Earlier this year, however, AI would not accept this explanation and rejected my on-line voting form, so I abandoned the process. 

So, my preferences carry no weight this year, but since I complained regularly in the past about the merits of those nominated and suggested possible alternatives they’re probably glad to see the back of me. Nevertheless, this mild sedition on my part hasn’t prevented the R&RHoF folk from inviting me to the 2026 induction ceremony which takes place at the Peacock Theatre in Los Angeles, on November 14. The cheapest seats are $543, the most expensive $10,089 which I assume is the price of a group ticket. Unless I win the lottery big time between now and then I won’t be going. 

Those due to be inducted at the event are Phil Collins, Billy Idol, Iron Maiden, Joy Division/New Order, Oasis, Sade, Luther Vandross and the Wu-Tang Clan. The nominees who didn’t make the cut were the Black Crowes, Jeff Buckley, Mariah Carey, Melissa Etheridge, Lauryn Hill, Inxs, New Edition, Pink and Shakira. For the record, I would have yet again found it difficult to vote for eight nominees amongst all the acts named above and, as in the past, explained why. If I’d been sent the written form my crosses would have appeared against Phil Collins (who was an affable bloke when I knew him back in the 1970s), Joy Division/New Order (not least because I want to see how the Peter Hook v The Rest fight plays out at the ceremony), Oasis (in the hope that Liam embarrasses everyone), Luther Vandross (the Bowie connection), Jeff Buckley (terrific songwriter/guitarist) and Black Crowes (honest toilers at the R&R coalface). That’s only six, two below the required number. 

It’ll be interesting to see how Iron Maiden behave during the ceremony, singer Bruce Dickinson having delivered trenchant criticism of the R&RHoF in the past (“an utter and complete load of bollocks... run by a bunch of sanctimonious bloody Americans who wouldn’t know rock ‘n’ roll if it hit them in the face.”)

This year Gram Parsons gets in as an ‘Early Influence’, which is long overdue, but still no Emmylou Harris, ditto Slade, Richard Thompson and the Smiths. And how about Albert Lee for the ‘Musical Excellence’ category? 


20.9.26

TROJAN BEATLES TRIBUTE BOX SET

 


On the night in the summer of 1975 when I encountered John Lennon by chance at Ashley’s Bar & Restaurant in New York we talked about reggae music, amongst other things. As I recall, John asked me what I thought about Bob Marley so I told him I’d been a reggae fan since I first heard ‘007 (Shanty Town)’ by Desmond Dekker in 1967 and danced to it at a disco Ilkley near where I lived in those days. I told him I’d seen Marley at the Speakeasy in London in May, 1973, on a night when the club was more crowded than I’d ever seen it before. 
        John scoffed and told me that The Beatles had been reggae fans since the early sixties and had recorded reggae or ska long before ‘Obla Di Obla Da’ on the White Album, which at that time was generally regarded as The Beatles’ sole incursion in Jamaican rhythms. He cited the middle-eight in ‘I Call Your Name’ on the Long Tall Sally EP and he was right, of course, though nowadays, when I come to think about it, ‘She’s A Woman’, the B-side of ‘I Feel Fine’, also recorded in 1964, has a reggae backbeat throughout, even though the song is driven by Paul’s bass. 
        All of which makes me wonder whether or not John and his fellow Beatles ever heard any of the 50 tracks on this 3-CD set. Unfortunately, the liner notes, written by someone called Mike Atherton, which I assume is not the former England cricket captain, doesn’t mention when the tracks were recorded but my guess is during the seventies, after the Beatles had split. In among them are a few solo Beatles songs like ‘My Sweet Lord’, ‘Live And Let Die’, ‘Imagine’ and ‘Happy Christmas (War Is Over)’, and there’s also a handful of Lennon-McCartney songs The Beatles didn’t record, like ‘World Without Love’ and Paul’s ‘Come and Get It’. A few of the tracks are instrumentals. 
        I bought this set about six years ago after reading that one of the musicians – I can’t remember who – featured on their All Back To My Place page liked to play these CDs on Sunday mornings. I think I paid about £60 for the CDs, and I played them all this morning as I was reading the paper. Fantastic, the perfect Sunday morning record – nice and smooth, familiar yet unfamiliar, with a few hidden surprises like The Black Beatles – a studio band methinks – and their version of ‘Twist And Shout’ (retitled ‘Reggae And Shout’), and King Kouchi & The Techniques’ dance-hall revision of ‘World Without Love’ (retitled ‘Show Me Your Motion’). 
        But the overall feeling I get from listening to all these CDs is how easily Beatles songs can be translated into reggae, and how the rearrangements suit the songs, most especially ‘Don’t Let Me Down’ (by Marca Griffiths) and ‘Something’ (by The Blues Busters). Used Trojan Beatles Tribute set can be found on eBay at prices ranging from around £40 to between £60 and £70, so it looks like the price is holding up. Certainly worth the money if, like me, you’re both a Beatles and reggae fan.  

10.9.26

SANDY DENNY - A People’s History by Georgia Rose Lucas


Georgia Rose Lucas, born in July 1977, this book’s author/ complier, is the daughter of Sandy Denny. Her father, Trevor Lucas, fearing that her mother’s lifestyle might in some way harm her, spirited Georgia away to Australia the following April and Sandy died following a fall later that same month, so Georgia barely knew her mother, only her music. It’s a profoundly sad story that has been told many times, and this book, the latest oral tribute to musicians and groups published by Spenwood, some reviewed elsewhere on my blog, tries its best not to retell it and, to a certain extent, succeeds. 

This People’s History, however, differs from the others in the series in that the contributors are largely fellow musicians and friends of the artist – Sandy in this case – with far fewer supplied by fans who witnessed performances as in others from Spenwood. As a result, it offers a much more in-depth portrait of its subject and, to my mind, would better have been titled An Oral History. Furthermore, the book is printed on art paper, heavy stock, that means the many illustrations – mainly photographs from the family archive but also scans from the music press, posters and flyers – are reproduced in fine definition. 

The contributors include Richard Thompson, who writes a foreword, his former wife Linda, and members of the Strawbs, Fairport Convention and Fotheringay, the writers Jerry Gilbert and Patrick Humphries, the photographers Ray Stevenson and Barrie Wentzell, and Georgia has researched the music press to extract quotes from musicians who have passed, among them Dave Swarbrick and Dave Cousins. 

All are insightful and many are poignant. That Sandy was much loved for all her insecurities and colourful ways is much evident. She was clumsy, forever tripping up, insecure and fond of a drink or three but stick her in front of a microphone, on stage or in the studio, capable of singing with amazing grace. “I’d say it was to fly above the music,” says Chris Blackwell, founder of Island Records. 

Though I met Sandy only twice, the first backstage at a disastrous rock festival near Halifax in 1970 when she was hanging out in Elton John’s caravan, I was even called upon to contribute to the book myself, an anecdote about the second occasion, the Melody Maker Poll Winners party at London’s Savoy Hotel later that same year. It doesn’t offer much in the way of analysing Sandy’s character but here it is anyway. 

They were a ‘hot little quartet’, according to Chris Welch who reported on the event in Melody Maker’s September 26 issue. He was referring to Sandy, Robert Plant, Jimmy Page and John Bonham, the former present to collect her award as Top female UK singer, the latter three as Top UK group, toppling The Beatles who had won that category for as long as anyone could remember.

“She is a small but heavily built young lady, with a noticeably large bosom and a face that defies any suggestion of showbiz glamour,” wrote Michael Watts in a profile of Sandy that appeared in the previous week’s MM, alongside the news that she had won the poll, beating last year’s winner, Christine Perfect, soon to be Christine McVie, into second place. “It’s a real honest-to-God English folksinger’s face; there is no trace of that saintly purity of feature that American girl singers, like Joan Baez and Judy Collins, always have. It belongs to the small, bare upstairs rooms of English pubs, where everyone is downing pints and the person in the seat at your elbow suddenly gets up and sings unaccompanied a 20-verse traditional. It’s a wholesome country barmaid’s face that makes you feel at home.

“She was pleased she had won the MM poll, but not in personal terms. She knows she is not the most conventional idea of a female singer, so she figures her success is a victory for music.”

Back in 1970 winning the MM poll was a bit like winning the Brits, so much so that national newspapers carried the results and the winning acts took the trouble to turn up to collect their awards, this year presented by Jimmy Savile. The three members of Led Zeppelin flew back from a US tour to attend – John Paul Jones was holidaying in Hawaii – and a host of others were on hand, whether they won anything or not, including Ian Anderson, Jack Bruce, Ginger Baker, Keith Emerson, Greg Lake, Carl Palmer, members of Free and Mungo Jerry and Top DJ John Peel. 

Sandy had her photograph taken with the members of Led Zeppelin by the Thames at the rear of the hotel and there’s a likelihood that it was here that she was invited to sing on ‘Battle Of Evermore’, the song on Led Zep’s untitled fourth LP that was released the following year. Although Sandy was on the cusp of leaving Fairport Convention to form Fotheringay with her partner Trevor Lucas, her old band’s bass player Dave Pegg was a lifelong friend of fellow-Midlanders Plant and Bonham, and the following month Page and Plant went to see Fotheringay supporting Elton John at the Albert Hall. Inclusion of the song on their next LP gave Sandy the singular distinction of being the only outside musician ever to be credited as having sang on a Led Zeppelin album. 

It also seems likely that in keeping with her reputation for enjoying herself at parties, she helped herself to a few glasses of complimentary wine. “Sandy Denny terrified Jiving K. Boots by attacking him in the lobby,” reported Chris Welch in reference to the fictitious rock star who made regular appearances in MM’s Raver gossip column. “She revealed she was upset because Boots had been graceless in his observance of proprieties,” he added mysteriously.