What in the wild, wild imagination of Phil Spector is going on? The unaccountably exceptional new album by
P.P. Arnold- yes,
that P.P. Arnold- is one of the most intensely pleasurable albums I’ve heard in ages. Although I was familiar with the 72-year-old’s affiliation with the Rolling Stones and the Small Faces, I hadn’t heard an Arnold song in years.
The New Adventures of… should be nothing more than a nostalgic curiosity. Yet every song hits home. Most tracks, including the opening selection
“Baby Blue”, are soulful love letters to a simpler time. But there’s also funky disco, ornate pop and an absolutely bonkers rendering of Bob Dylan’s “Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie.” As Bob and P.P. put it, “that's what you need man, and you need it bad.”
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I
reviewed Lauryn Hill’s concert at Kauffman Stadium for
The Kansas City Star.
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I write
weekly concert previews for
The Kansas City Star.
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I
address the inherent challenge of honoring the past while embracing the present at Plastic Sax.
(Original image by There Stands the Glass.)
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