Showing posts with label Roxy Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roxy Music. Show all posts

Saturday, June 22, 2013

The Roxy Music Covergirl and Bryan Ferry's Shaggers Gallery


Roxy Music cover photo session outtakes:





Apparently, Ferry shagged them all (except maybe one of the two Germans on Country Life, the three on Flesh and Blood, and Olympia's Kate Moss, maybe). See more of the pics at Dangerous Minds and check these two posts from elsewhere (here and here) for some info on the various models.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Bryan Ferry and Shameless

The song title may be a little too apt when considering this. In any event at 66, Ferry's voice, while completely transformed into something other than what it once was, sounds magnificent––ragged and restrained and cooler than ever.



In an interview Ferry gave in the years before his most recent marriage (and after his £10 million divorce, the most expensive in British history––#2 was Jagger's payout to Jerry Hall), while he was dating a 21 year old dancer from his stage act, he spoke of his good fortune of being in a business like music that allowed him access to people from various age groups. As it turned out, he preferred not to hang with other 60 year olds like himself.

Thank heavens for those little blue pills.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Roxy served raw a la 1973

Roxy Music: One of the great twisted voices of the 70s whose musical skid marks were left all over the 80s. They were a band that understood the importance of total integration of branding. In their early period, as evidenced below, their every aspect was a highly overdriven exercise in style: music, hair, make up, glittery fashion, PR, graphics, ambiance, milieu, and all with a quotient of cool as envisioned through a group of mascaraed, ersatz art school twinks. They were stylistically glam and yet miles away from it. They bore vestiges of prog yet had none of its excess or pretension. They had the insolence of punk and the self consciousness of New Wave at a time when New Wave was only used to describe French cinema. Their songs represented shovelfuls of music hall, cabaret, vaudville, showtunes, a thimbleful of The Beatles, and generous dollops of misappropriated Chuck Berry, Little Richard, and Blue Cheer. And all of it done in a way that was quintessentially British.

Later on they'd smooth out the kinks and become the sleekly mature and buttoned up sound so favored by the AOR mainstream (see Avalon). It was a respectable move but nowhere near the prime of their kinkier origins. In 1973, their glory was in those kinks. You should love them if you don't already.

See here for an earlier post on one of the great songs from their early mid-period.

1) Do the Strand
2) Editions of You
3) In Every Dream Home A Heartache
4) Re-Make/Re-Model



Thanks to Dangerous Minds and Art Chantry for the prompt.