Part 4 of ? You can read parts one, two, and threeon my tumblr. This part walks us back a bit to earlier in the day, no baby Turner yet. WC ~1200. Series 6 spoilers.
Prodromal labor began a week ago, and unfortunately in front of Patrick. Subsequently banished to the flat to rest, she spent the week wondering if her brain would start dribbling out of her ears and if the filing system in the Surgery had yet succumbed to madness. When she woke up this morning, there was a pressure low in her back, deeply uncomfortable. The first contraction she felt – a little after half five, the world still cloaked in darkness – chased her from the bed before one of her noises of pain could wake her husband. There was no need for him to stay home to worry over her, and there were enough patients to keep him busy.
So she made a cup of tea, read her Bible, and ate breakfast. Then when she was done, it was early yet, so she ran a hot bath, and soaks.
It’s enough to mask the pains, and Patrick chatters on as he shaves and brushes his teeth, cupping her chin to kiss her before heading out for house calls. When she’s certain he’s gone she drains the tub, shaky as she steps out onto the towel. Within moments of standing she’s bending, gripping the sink for support.
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Chuck Berry, a black man with a guitar, had been a rock and roll archetype in 1960, but by the end of the decade Jimi Hendrix
would be seen as rock’s odd man out for being… a black man with a
guitar. How did that occur?
The book, out September 26, began life as
Hamilton’s graduate thesis (he’s a professor at the University of
Virginia). But while it’s intellectually rigorous, Just Around Midnight is
also clearly and entertainingly written—not a surprise to anyone who
reads Hamilton on Slate, where he’s one of their music critics.
Hamilton locates the ways “rock and roll”
(which tended to denote everything from soul to surf music) became just
plain “rock” (which tended to mean only guitar music by white
people)—namely, in San Francisco’s psychedelic scene, full of
There, a pattern repeated from the folk revival that
preceded Beatlemania, in which largely white musicians tended to idolize
black forebears while ignoring contemporary R&B.
As Hamilton point
out, this mindset often put black rock and rollers into the
“predecessors” category even when the musicians in question were peers
and contemporaries, like when a Beatles biographer claims Smokey Robinson as a precursor when, in fact, Robinson was born the same year as John Lennon.
Even that précis doesn’t do justice to
the richness of Hamilton’s ideas, or his wide-ranging research, both
archival and musicological—the latter particularly during a chapter on
the musical interrelationship of Motown and the Beatles. Are there two
more oversaturated musical topics on the planet?
Along with the rest of
the ’60s rock and soul canon, Hamilton thinks, convincingly, that we’ve
only begun to understand them, especially side-by-side. [Read More]
Young John (not) came back
Sheriff Donna came back
Young Dean came back
Lucifer came back
Young Sam came back
Sheriff Mills came back
Claire Novak came back
Alex came back
Bobby Singer came back
Rufus Turner came back Chuck Shurley came back Kevin Tran came back Mary Winchester came back
Every time I go online and read a dumb ass statement like “oh Zayn’s pretending to be black by singing black music but Harry’s being himself by doing rock!" I internally scream!!!
FUCKERS ROCK IS A BLACK A GENRE.
The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Who who Harry is frankly mimicking ALL RIPPED OFF BLACK MUSIC.
The Beatles classic "Come Together” was a ripp of Chuck Berry’s “You Can’t Catch Me” their “I Feel Fine” ripped off Bobby Parker, “Watch Your Step” the same guitar rift was used by Led Zepplin “Moby Dick.” …can yall just google the origins of rock and roll.
ROCK AND ROLL IS A BRANCH OF BLACK GOSPEL and rock n roll was pioneered by black artists like Little Richard, Chuck Berry, Big Joe Turner, The Drifters it was simply repackaged by white bands and acts to a white audience not ready to embrace black artists, so much so that a black record lable MoTown was created to foster and promote black talent ignored by white labels.
Even Harry’s garish fun colored suits and ruffles shirts were not actually started by Mick Jagger but by Chuck Berry followed by Jimi Hendrix who wore bandana’s a colorfull silk shirts!
So Harry is plagarising white rockers who plagaeried 40/50s black rock n roll!!
Harry is just one in any a many line of white artists erasing the blackness of Rock!!!
JUST BECAUSE ROCK HAS BEEN HIJACKED BY WHITES (the fact that the Elvis is called the King) it doesn’t make it’s origins any less black!!
Y'all need to educate yourself on music history before playing woke one whose doing black music and whose doing white music!
Although consistently lauded by folk within the biz as one of the great black female singers, Etta is only just now emerging into the extreme sidelights of the great white wunnerful rock arena via a contract with Warner Brothers and her appearances on the current Rolling Stones tour of America.
“The Stones are great,” she says, slightly wistfully. “They are doing black music and they’ve got it. They got the direction and they know what the hell to do. They know how to pump plenty of sound, they know how to get real intense and get people so crazy that they don’t know what the heck’s happening to them. And that’s the way you gotta do it.
"I find myself going crazy about the Stones just like the kids are in the audience. Keith, he just stumbles over his own feet, blam, he falls down, he just lays there, blungablunga, he’s still there just like it’s part of the act. They kick each other and thump each other in the back of the head. Mick, if he forgets the damn words he just burbles and they go nuts. He forgets what part of the song he’s singing but who cares, y'know? Long as he’s there to holler something people just bump their heads on the wall, it’s great.
"But, you know, Mick told me: ‘I met you 15 years ago at a little club in Los Angeles. You were wearing a blonde wig and you had on a green dress and it had feathers …’ he named everything. He was right. And a lot of the stuff that I see him do on stage is stuff that I used to do. I mean when I was really jumping around an’ leaping an’ looking all crazy.
"I was originally like a punker, know what I mean, like the punks are today, I’d spit in a minute. And I notice Mick does that same facial expression that I see, so then I sit in the dressing room and I think it’s really weird how these guys have gotten over.
"The first night I worked with them I almost cried in my dressing room. I thought, God, here are these guys, they’re famous millionaires from doing this here and I’m still nowhere after all these years. What is happening here?
"Then I think, I don’t know, I wanna make money but I don’t probably never wanna be cool about it, you know what I mean? I would never be cool about it. I would never give a shit whether I worked Las Vegas or Lake Tahoe or not. I’m not a bourgeois person, never will be. I could work Dingwalls forever because I’m used to that kind of joint.
"Like the guys came to me last night and said, 'I’m sorry this is not like the Ritz.’ Well what the heck would I know? In 25 years I’ve never worked the Ritz; I’ve worked nothing but places that look like Dingwalls. And for those kind of people, that stand there and scream all night, and when you get through they’re mad because you don’t come back, that’s my kind of people.
"See, I don’t like places where people can’t dance – don’t like clubs or theatres where a bunch of bourgeois people sit around tip, tip, tipping their fingers.” [Read More]