Monday, October 12, 2009

TVD | 1,000

If the saying is true that the ‘unexamined life is not worth living,’ then it certainly can be said that the unexamined blog’s not worth reading. Or something like that, right?

I was pleasantly surprised last week upon taking note of the fact that TVD’s closing in on 1,000 posts.

ONE THOUSAND. (That’s a whole lotta red wine.)

But seriously, it’s an odd achievement in hindsight. Where did all of this come from? How was all of this cobbled together?

I mean, I KNOW...I was there and wrote the stuff alongside contributors from time to time...yet I’m still shaking my head. And to think I complained often before TVD that I had no free time...

This week: a retrospective stroll through the TVD back pages—for myself and perhaps you as a new or recent reader—as we inch ever closer to that 1,000 post mark.

Up first, babysteps:

(First posted Monday, September 17, 2007.)

Here it is folks, the first LP I ever purchased.

Sometime back at the start of this blog, I wrote about this Beatles reissue LP which also happened to be the first record I ever bought, way back in '76. It seems that once The Beatles contract with E.M.I. expired on February 6th 1976, E.M.I. had the rights to release any of The Beatles previously released recordings. This double set was the first album release where E.M.I. exerted that total control.

Researching this release over the weekend, I came across this commentary, "As with the "Red" and "Blue" albums, the presentation of this package was once again diabolical. The artwork was awful, no "special" tracks, no lyrics, no coloured bags, nothing. In fact, John had actually written to E.M.I. offering a design, and was not at all impressed with E.M.I.'s refusal and the finished product. The art direction was by Roy Kohara, and the amateurish drawings were by Ignacio Gomez."

Man, I couldn't disagree more. Perhaps it's just dewy-eyed nostalgia, but I think the art is quite wonderful and well rendered. The front cover likenesses are spot on (ok, Ringo looks a little dodgy) but otherwise a great package. I dig the hands holding the record too -- a design nuance that has lingered in my brain for all this time.

Most of all though, I vividly recall going to the aforementioned Two Guys in Neptune, New Jersey with my dad to buy this record. "Got to Get You into My Life" was the "new" single from this collection and I was enthralled -- I had mowed the lawn just enough to save the cash, and with the requisite hole burned clear through my pocket, we headed out to buy this thing. What a day. I literally can even recall what the new vinyl and the printed cover smelled like when the outer plastic was removed.

Seems some things you just never forget.

Which is why I had been recalling this trip to the Two Guys in 1976 over the past weekend. Dad passed away one year ago today. I find myself typing at the same desk where this day last year my cell rang to let me know dad had lost the month-long battle with pneumonia. Talk about going numb. The sensation was ten gazillion alarms going off in your head...a paralyzing disorientation. And loss.

Those alarms over the past year have seemingly popped off one by one. Time they say, at 33, 45 or 78 RPMs is a healer, and it's true. You move back into the routine, you're cracking jokes again and meeting the boys at the bar for drinks. But there's a deeper undercurrent to the memories that ultimately comprise just who the hell you are. Music, the old records on the shelf are imbued with a notch in the psyche, a clear bookmark of a place and time.

Which is frankly, why I thought to start this blog -- to recall mine and perhaps ignite those recollections for whoever cares to read and recall their own. And to give dad a shout-out for encouraging his kid to just be himself and follow his interests. He'd say, "Hey kid, it's your money" or when I cut my own hair in a Bono-like mullet, he said "It's your hair, kid. You wanna look that way, fine."

Forgive me if I think he was just the best dad a kid could have. For these things and so, so much more.

H. P. M.
21 March 1930—18 September 2006

The Beatles - Got To Get You Into My Life (Mp3)
The Beatles - Hey Bulldog (Mp3)
The Beatles - Twist and Shout (Mp3)


Davy H said...

Pushing 1,000 is really quite something: tireless, inspired & washed down with red wine.

I salute you Jon x

Jon said...

Thank you, Davy...

Mick said...

Congratulations on (nearly) reaching 1000 posts. And this was a great one. The best posts always mix personal memories/feelings with love of the music.

jb said...

Congratulations on the thousand posts, and for keeping up the good work for a thousand posts. The next thousand should be easy, right?

Barely Awake In Frog Pajamas said...

Lovely post.

Congrats on tripping the odometer.

Alex said...

Congrats on your (first) 1000 posts!

As first records go, this one isn't too embarassing... and I bet your Dad would be proud you remembered it all -- bad cover art, Neptune, NJ and all.

dickvandyke said...

Fucking marvellous Jon.

My hat is off and forlock tugged.

May your soul burn bright with your dad's love.

Jon said...

Thanks DVD - the soul burns bright, I reckon...often times in this very spot.

Dumbek said...

Congrats on approaching 1000. And another lovely post. And for the "Rock and Roll Over" background. :)

Pete Smith said...

A touching read....never easy saying goodbye, got the T shirt.