Come forth into the light of things / Let Nature be your teacher.

Nature never did betray / The heart that loved her.

The best portion of a good man's life: his little, nameless unremembered acts of kindness and love.


Saturday, 28 June 2014

Patti Smith

Here's the unique, extraordinary, androgynous artist who is Patti Smith, singing Nirvana's iconic Smells Like Teen Spirit. It's rare you get a cover version as good or even better than the original — but this is one. I was so lucky to see Patti at Nottingham's Rock City some while back. It's a gig which will be always stay in my memory: the commitment, the intensity, the poetry, the coolness and musicianship of the whole band, the charismatic presence of Patti herself. I was standing near the front, and the sound throbbed through my whole body like a divining rod.

Only for hardcore fans:


Rubye Jack said...

As Lucinda says, "too cool to be forgotten". said...

...and then, with all due respect, there's Tony Bennett's cover.

I heard it last night in company of three professional Classical guitarists, it was muzak in a fancy restaurant in Fromista, a Spanish backwater.
Their review summed up in a word?:

sackerson said...

I'm just beginning to get into her music. She's a great fan of Virginia Woolf - I know this because Facebook promoted a link when you stuck up the link (to this) there:

And then there's this, which I didn't know:

am said...

I kept coming back to this post and have been thinking about Patti Smith's moving book, Just Kids. This early morning I followed up on sackerson's Virginia Woolf links and was startled to notice that Virginia Woolf in some photos looks as if she might be Joan Baez's mother. Something in the shape of her pensive and weary eyes, her mouth, her nose and the bone structure of her face. "The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face." There are few photos of Joan Baez in Google images where she is not smiling broadly, but I found several where I detect a resemblance:

Kind of a stretch, but nevertheless I see something there.

And then I remembered this gem from Patti Smith:

have you seen
dylans dog
it got wings
it can fly
if you speak
of it to him
its the only
time dylan
cant look you in the eye

have you held
dylans snake
it rattles like a toy
it sleeps in the grass
it coils in his hand
it hums and it strikes out
when dylan cries out
when dylan cries out

have you pressed
to your face
dylans bird
dylans bird
it lies on dylans hip
trembles inside of him
it drops upon the ground
it rolls with dylan round
its the only one
who comes
when dylan comes

have you seen
dylans dog
it got wings
it can fly
when it lands
like a clown
hes the only
thing allowed
to look dylan in the eye

My longest comment ever. Thanks to you and sackerson and Rubye and Rebrites and Patti Smith and Virginia Woolf and Joan Baez and Bob Dylan for the inspiration (-:

The Solitary Walker said...

Thanks for all these comments.

Wow, Am, that was a record breaker! Thank you. Perhaps there is something in that resemblance — the bone structure, the shape of the face — but VW's face is usually much more haunted, and, I think, betrays her mental problems (and, of course, other things — a formidable intelligence, for example).

Good fun, that Patti Smith monologue! Teasing and perceptive about Bob.