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Sunday, June 20, 2010
A Musing Concerning the Musical/Emotional Dynamic of The Rolling Stones's Recordings 6/20
It seems to me that, at least in and through and with their 1960's music, The Rolling Stones, are the definitive summer music. I mean, there is something about or in the recordings that they made in 1964-1969 that somehow are evocative, almost all of them, of summertime. Whenever I hear certain of their songs I immediately think of summer and I also flashback momentarily to a summer in my past, which is odd for as much I like or ever liked the Rolling Stones, I don't think that I listened to too much of their music as a child...especially in the summer. So perhaps it was the actual intent of The Rolling Stones to, at that particular time, create music that would be highly reminiscent of and tinged with the balminess and the paradisaical memories of, summer-but then, maybe not. All that I can say with any definitiveness is that that is how I feel about it, that is what I think about it. I don't know really how others view their music emotionally. One other thing that I have to say though is, for some reason, even the best of their music in the 1970's is more evocative to me of the winter than any other time; it is not like it's previous decadal predecessor, it too does not spring summer (no pun or paragrammatic sequence intended, I assure you) immediately to mind. Their music in the 1970's in addition to becoming more stentorian, became gloomy or in the case of "Paint It Black," gloomier. I don't know why this was or is, but that is how I feel about much of their 1970's music, that of it that I can tolerate that is. For they did do some rather poor music in the 1970's, especially after 1975. But I guess that is just my opinion, too-and unlike the origins of my thoughts that their 1960's music is evocative of summertime, my wintry observations of their 1970's stuff, with a few exceptions, is in fact traceable and sensible: I listened to much of their 1970's recordings in winter, primarily the winter of 1999....so that particular observation of mine about their work then is more based on a mnemonic, hypnagogic reaction and opinion than anything else, thus, I can't say definitively if they intended the music they recorded during that time to be evocative of the winter.....but I think I can say that my personal feelings have no bearing on the summery evocation of their 1960's music...though admittedly, I heard some of that for the first time, or the first, important time, the time I really listened and appreciated and was lost in it, in summer. But then, hey, summer is a damn good time, isn't it? And perhaps much of the (1960's) music of The Rolling Stones is, too, then, huh? And that is all that I have to say on that particular subject.
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