SOUNDTRACK: THE ZOMBIES-Tiny Desk Concert #236 (August 12, 2012).
When I saw that The Zombies were playing Tiny Desk I was really puzzled. I love “Time of the Season,” but beyond that I’ve never really thought about them. I didn’t know if they were a one-hit wonder or if they’d struggled for years or what. I certainly never imagined they were togetehr in 2012. And the blurb addresses that:
Predicting music that will survive the ages just isn’t possible. And the very existence of The Zombies in 2012 is even more baffling. Its best known song, “Time of the Season,” came out after the band had already broken up.
I also had no idea that Rod Argent, of the band Argent, was involved with The Zombies (or that he was still making music). But there he is, talking about the reunited band and playing keyboards. He tells us, e don’t normally play in such a stripped down version.” For the Tiny Desk it’s just keys and vocals. Colin Blunstone, the original singer was 67-years-old when he did this show. And man, both of them sound great.
The open with another song that I didn’t know was by them: “She’s Not There,” another classic. It’s unmistakable and sounds great. Blunstone is clearly pushing his voice hard (and it’s all the more noticeable in such a stripped down version).
The blurb notes: “We caught Blunstone early in the morning for this Tiny Desk Concert, a time of the day when his range was self-admittedly a bit strained. However, the essence is still all there and so is the chemistry between Colin and Rod, a chemistry that began 51 years ago.”
They have a new album (!) out. Argent says they tried to figure out what would sound good stripped down and they “Any Other Way.” It’s quite good but not as memorable as the other two.
“Time of the Season: sounds a little different—very slow and with out the “Ckh aaah” and backing vocals. But Blunstone sounds great and Argent plays some great piano solos.
For the final song, they play “a big solo hit that Colin had” called “I Don’t Believe in Miracles.” I didn’t know the song. It was written by the guitarist Russ Ballard who was the guitarist for Argent. It’s a good song, I can see it being a hit with his soaring voice. At the end, he comments, “I missed the really high bit at the end—I thought my eyes might pop out if I did that.”
It was great to hear these songs live, and maybe I’ll have to see if they made any other songs that I’ve always liked.
[READ: July 11, 2016] “Gavin Highly”
I haven’t really liked the stories from Janet Frame. And I found this one to be somewhat unsatisfying as well.
There’s an element of fairy tale about this story that I did like–with the narrator unsure if her memory is doing any good.
The narrator (age unspecified, but the story is a recollection from childhood) is talking about the man Gavin Highly. Highly was a strange guy. He lived alone and always had done so. But there were stories about him–that he lived in a rabbit burrow and invited ferrets in for afternoon tea. “But of course that sort of story couldn’t be believed by realists.”
For all of his eccentric living–never actually living in a proper house that anyone knew of–he did collect books. People said there were books everywhere. They were probably worth thousands of pounds and if he had a mind to, he could sell them and buy a nice place. But he never would.
Until the health Inspector came around and condemned the place he was currently living (a hut of questionable construction). He would soon have to sell his prized books because he had no where else to go.
And so one day he set about packing up his books and advertised their sale. In the auctioneer’s note he had told the man to write “worth millions.” Only one visitor arrived. Gavin showed the man his books telling about how valuable they were.
Gavin Highly waited with anticipation at the expert’s decision. But when the expert declares, “yes, they’re valuable,” it wasn’t exactly what Highly had in mind.
The story ends some what circularly. And while I did more or less enjoy the ending, the whole story felt like it was missing something.

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