I think that sometimes we forget those fragile and fleeting
moments that, in an instant, click us into a new person. It seems like I got
stuck in the Seventies, although to be honest things were moving so fast it
wasn’t really stuck at all. Perhaps that’s the way with your teenage years should be as
you struggle to define who you are. Maybe you are meant to move on quickly,
morphing and changing as the world around you changes which each new discovery
and disappointment.
Anyway, after what seemed like years stuck in the doldrums
with Yes, Dark Side of the Moon, Tubular Bells, Greenslade and Tangerine Dream
I emerged into the light one evening when Roxy Music hit The Old Grey Whistle
Test; much to Bob Harris’ discomfort. He hated them and I thought that they
were great, a pastiche of everything I loved from science fiction to Humphrey
Bogart. They were strange looking, their music sounded other worldly, the machine
that Brian Eno fiddled with looked like it had come out of a Gemini space
capsule, it was Telstar all over again but with a more stylistic commentary.
The first Roxy Music album was a revelation. It was such a
blend of nuances and styles not least of all because of Eno's influence.
Everything about the early Roxy, from the covers to their clothes, the music to
the lyrics, meant that it shouldn’t have worked, but it did. There’s not a
single track on their debut album that I don’t love. From the noisy cafeteria
opening of Re-make Re-model through to 2 H.B., The Bob, Sea Breezes and Bitters
End, there isn’t a boring moment on the album. For me though, the shiver down
my spine track is Ladytron. The song’s distinctive instrumentation, including
an oboe solo, liberal use of the mellotron, some heavy guitar
breaks, a lot of processing of the other instruments by Brian Eno’s VCS3
and tape echo and a complete break down into chaos at the end of the track
still has me hooked.
Perhaps it was that chaos that really attracted me because
by the time Eno had left the band and Roxy had moved beyond their third album - Stranded - I’d lost interest and moved on again.
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