Monday, March 28, 2016

Joy Week: Day One



...where everyday for the next few days, I post something in an attempt to make the hardest of hearts, the crankiest of the cranks and even a few Morrissey fans crack a smile.


15 comments:

JAYESSEMM said...

Okay -- I am a happy man with a big smile on my face!

Thanks Sal!

ag said...

Thanks, Sal....
I needed that!

steve simels said...

Bah, humbug.:-)

michael said...

If Phil Collins and Paul McCartney were there, you would have the five reasons that I no longer can stomach the "giants" of the music biz...especially those 5.

Not your fault Sal...thank for trying.

And believe me, it isn't just the music...are those really Bruce's teeth by the way?

I feel so bad for Darlene Love.

Sal Nunziato said...

I feel bad for you Michael.

michael said...

Don't feel bad for me Sal...feel bad for the people that still kiss the feet of the
washed up...no matter they churn out.

Sal Nunziato said...

Yay!

Dayn McBee said...

So what do I say to this? I love Bruce and this made me smile, a real, feel good couple of moments. But, I wouldn't ever contemplate buying a recording of this. "One and done" but not memorable in the sense of a song that stays with you. They looked to be having fun and that's what made me smile. Happy breeds happy...

dogbreath said...

Back at work after Easter so that was a like an espresso to start the day - and then it'll be back to Heaven knows I'm miserable now

hpunch said...

That was certainly a joy.
Thanks

Anonymous said...

Man, what is it with some people? I'm not a big Bruce fan, but I thought that clip showed why so many are. If you couldn't enjoy that there's something seriously wrong with you.
Keep the joy coming, Sal.

Anonymous said...

Definitely a mood lifter, Sal. (Darlene Love was in extraordinarily fine voice.)

Marie

Michael Giltz said...

Sal, how dare you label a posting "Joy Week: Day One?" That's clearly an attempt to celebrate music and share something you enjoy when you know what we really want is to be snarky and mean-spirited and tell little children there's no Santa Claus. Joy? Bah humbug!

I mean really, can't people tell the difference between a post where we're all debating the merits of an act and a post where people are given a moment to smile. If you don't enjoy a post of a song Sal loves or you don't think the weekend mix kicks ass and realigns your appreciation of rock and roll, try saying NOTHING for a change. Heck, my download of that Beatles '70 album of the alternative future didn't work right. It kept missing a few tracks and was out of order. I tried to grab it twice. Didn't work properly (because I'm an idiot in technology)when usually those things work smoothly. Did I post an angry comment calling the weekend mixer a jerk or bitch about it? Uh, no. He labored over it for free and offered it for our pleasure. So thanks for the Beatles mind game and thanks for the ATTEMPT to spread a little joy. This is why we can't have nice things.

I'm Michael too, but I'm not "Michael." His comments are presumably just blood in the water to try and stir up nastiness. One can, I suppose, consider Bruce Springsteen and Darlene Love and Paul McCartney and John Fogerty and Jackson Browne and Sam Moore and Phil Collins and Billy Joel all washed up....now. But putting your reference to them as "giants" in quotes implies they were all always crap. Which is silly on so many levels. Even Ringo is a giant, not a "giant." He was a Beatle for Pete's sake. Paul McCartney is not a giant of popular music? CCR not a classic group? People like to think one can't have a wrong opinion, but that's not true. "The Godfather" and "Citizen Kane" may not be your favorite movies or even your favorite movies of those years. But if you try to argue that they're crap, that the people who made them have no talent, that that Charles Dickens fellow had about two good short stores and that was it, well, it's your opinion AND you're wrong.

I wanted to just enjoy Sal's post in the way it was intended but had to weigh in.

Anonymous said...

Boy, you try to simply say "this is some music that makes me feel good and joyful in an often hurt-filled and joyless world" and inevitably someone will feel the urge to shit all over you for it.
I loved it, and please never feel shy to simply post some joy for the sheer joy of posting it.
People who dislike the "giants" don't have to click on it, and don't have to listen, but they're giants for a reason.
Often people who never try to do anything in the arts, or dabble and then get out, seem to have no sense of what it takes to even reach the pinnacle of even having a single hit, or a single moment where their work means something to even hundreds, let alone millions, of people.
Then, of course, to actually have their work carry on, grow, mature, and then live long enough to even enter a second YEAR, let alone fifth decade of relevance, personal relevance, not commercial relevance, to millions is an achievement that doesn't happen just thru longevity (Ask Mick Taylor. No, seriously, ask him, he's waiting for the bus outside your building right now) It happens through actually giving of yourself artistically, and giving up much of your personal lives to hard work, touring, recording, writing, interviewing,scrambling for most of your lives. Bruce didn't win a contest , or get lucky, he worked harder, and gave more of himself than the other guys. Sorry his teeth look funny to you, but if you had to be on TV every day, you might decide to do more than brush and floss, especially at 66. Poor Darlene Love who you feel sorry for works harder than you do, and gets more joy in return than you do from your snarky little comment. It's easy t lob insults from the safety of the back row in class, never having taken a swing at bat, but I assure you the joy the rest of us feel from the simple act of people who know what they're doing, playing a song written by people who knew what they were doing, will exceed by measures of a thousandfold, and for long after, the pleasure you get by shitting all over it because the participants are 'giants". None of us are moved by the stack of resumes, we're moved by the joy in the playing.

Chris Collins said...

I like this project :)