and now for the songs — October 12, 2021

200) Justine — “She Brings the Morning with Her”

Melody Maker called this ’70 A-side “balm to the ears.” Yup.

Johnkatsmc5 says:

An odd British psych folk band comprised at their peak of three female vocalists and a couple male guitar players . . . American West Coast acid pop combined with rather staid English contemporary folk, and blended with plenty of obvious psych influences. The result was an engaging blend of sounds . . . . The star of the band was American vocalist Laurie Styvers . . . . Justine were short-lived and quickly forgotten, but the band did manage to put out one really charming and intoxicating record, especially if you’re one of those kind of people who love the late sixties/early seventies West Coast pop sound (which of course had more than a little psych sprinkled in it). 

https://johnkatsmc5.blogspot.com/2017/02/justine-justine-1970-usuk-psych-acid.html?m=1

201) The Easybeats — “Sorry”

If you had Friday on your mind, sorry. This raucous ‘66 single by the non-Aussies from Australia came first, and as Nuggets II said, to “brilliant, spine-tingling effect.”

“Mailman came this morning, brought a message by. Said it was from my babe. Think I know just why. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry that I didn’t go last night. Had a date at seven with a girl named Fleur. Then I just remembered, had a date with her.”

202) Tom Parrott — “Hole in the Ground”

Tom Parrott was a frequent contributor to Broadside Magazine in the 1960s (a key publication of the folk revival, founded in the year I was born and published on a mimeograph machine). “Hole in the Ground” is from his ‘68 album. In my opinion, it was the best Vietnam War song of the era, neither self-righteous nor bombastic, simply heartbreaking, whatever side you were on or would have been on.

“This is a true story of a little boy. . . . taken from a newspaper clipping in 1965. He built grenades for a band of guerrillas that lived in a tunnel complex. One day, he wandered onto a military base and took apart a M1, and a mortar and put them back together. . . . The soldiers are friendly. The soldiers are fun. . . . I tell them I live with my mother in town, but my daddy lives in a hole in the ground. The soldiers are nice men, yes they are my friends. And they feed me candy without any end. They say they are new here. Could I show them around? Could I show them where my daddy lives in the hole in the ground? I show all the soldiers what they want to see because they are good men and so nice to me. That night there’s a booming from outside of town from near where my daddy lives in the hole in the ground. . . . I’ve still got my soldiers to visit today. But they don’t want to see me. They all turn away. Some faces are sad and some wear a frown as I speak of my daddy in the hole in the ground.”

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