Showing posts with label Brian Wilson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brian Wilson. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 11, 2025

Long as there are stars above you

So many good vibrations...

There have been only a handful of musical geniuses in rock and roll (Dylan, the Beatles, Bowie, Marley, Pete Townshend, the Glimmer Twins, and a few others), and sadly, we lost one of them today in Brian Wilson.  Co-founder of the Beach Boys (perhaps the most all-American band ever), Wilson's genius in the studio (it's said he made the studio into an instrument), as well as his creation of the California sound and ability to write songs that are among the most memorable ever are just some of the legacies he leaves behind.

 After a nervous breakdown in 1964, Wilson began to concentrate more on his studio work, and man, did it pay off.  In 1966 the Beach Boys released Pet Sounds, which was an instant classic, and is widely regarded as one of the ten greatest albums ever.  Sadly, Wilson fought mental illness much of his life (probably not helped by his substance abuse), and a good portion of it was during what should have been his most productive years.  He did rebound in the 1990's to some acclaim, and won a couple of Grammys.

Wilson's last years were marked by his suffering from dementia, but he did continue to tour until 2022.

There are many tributes pouring in today (as well there should be) by people much more knowledgeable about Wilson, the Beach Boys, and rock and roll than I, so I'll just leave it at though Brian Wilson may be gone, his music will be with us forever--and what a joy that is for all of us.

 I wrote about "God Only Knows" in Vol. CLXXXII, and as it's my favorite Beach Boys song (and probably in my top ten tunes of all-time), I'll close with one of the most beautiful (and intricate) pop songs ever written--a stunning and majestic piece of pop pie:



 Rest in peace, Mr. Wilson.

Fuck Donald Trump

Peace,
emaycee

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Friday Night Jukebox, Vol. CLXXXII--The Beach Boys: God Only Knows

Truth be told, if Rolling Stone hadn't released it's list of the "500 Greatest Songs of All Time" my choice here probably would have been "Good Vibrations" (not a bad choice, either--actually ranked higher on Rolling Stone's list at #6).  But Rolling Stone did, I gave it a a rather late first listen, and fell in love with it instantly.  Probably doesn't hurt that the song is featured prominently toward the end of one of my all-time favorite movies, Love Actually.

The Beach Boys are another in a long line of bands featured here on FNJ whose bio is a bit long for a blog post.  Nonetheless...they (original lineup:  brothers Brian, Carl, and Dennis Wilson, cousin Mike Love, and friend Al Jardine) had their beginnings in the late 50's, had a great run from the early to late 60's, pretty much became a nostalgia act by the mid 70's, and are still together today, though Jardine and Love run separate versions of the band on the oldies circuit.  The band has had numerous internal squabbles through the years.  Brian Wilson is generally credited as being the genius behind the band, though the rest of the band played crucial roles.  Brian had massive mental health issues for a number of years (somewhat coinciding with the band's commercial and critical decline), but in recent times seems to have gained something of a foothold on his problems.  The Beach Boys are the most successful American band in history, with thirty-six top 40 hits and over 100 million records sold.  They were #12 on Rolling Stone's list of the "100 Greatest Artists of All Time."  Sadly, Dennis Wilson drowned drunkenly in 1983 and Carl Wilson succumbed to lung cancer in 1998.  Still, though their fortunes have waxed and waned through the years, they will always be one of a handful of rock and roll artists whose catalog represents much of the best of what rock and roll has to offer, and their influence on the music and on other artists is immeasurable.

Released in 1966 on their seminal LP, Pet Sounds, "God Only Knows" was only released as a B-side (to "Wouldn't It Be Nice") here in the states and only reached #39 (though still with a bullet!) on the Billboard Hot 100.  Overseas it was released as an A-side (so many cool kids overseas), and was much more commercially successful (it hit #2 on the UK Singles Chart).  Surprisingly, as it's considered one of the greatest albums ever and it's from a very commercially successful band, Pet Sounds only reached #10 on the Billboard 200 and sold a mere 500,000 copies (which is merely 500,000 more copies than I've ever sold).

Fun Fact:  Believe it or not, there was much internal consternation over the use of the word "God"--in the 1966 pop world, God was as unthinkable as an expletive.  Eventually the band decided the word was being used in the more secular way (i.e., "My God, what the hell is that?"), rather than with any religious connotation and the lyrics were left intact.

This one is a little hard to write about--it's musical structure is way above my meager musical knowledge (Wikipedia gives a nice run down if that's your cup of tea).  And Brian Wilson used instruments that aren't exactly your run of the mill rock and roll instruments (French horns, violas, cellos, harpsichords, a sleigh bell).  Some have compared it to classical pieces--again, not exactly my forte.  So suffice it to say that it has harmonies that the Gods of Rock and Roll personally oversaw, that it's theme of a love that leaves one wondering where one would be without it is one muses would fight over, and that in the annals of pop songwriting I'm not sure there has ever been a better song written and composed.  And when Paul McCartney says it's his favorite song of all time...well you know you are listening to something very, very special.

Lyric Sheet:  (One of the finest ultra short choruses ever written) "God only knows what I'd be without you..."

Enjoy:




Fuck Donald Trump,
emaycee

Friday, June 12, 2015

Friday Night Jukebox, Vol. XXIV--Barenaked Ladies: Brian Wilson

One of my great guilty pleasures musically is the Barenaked Ladies.  Yup, a lot of their songs could fall into the novelty category. they can be a little too tongue in cheek, and their sound is heavy on the pop, light on the rock, but  I couldn't give a good rat's ass.  Whether I'm having a great day or a horrible one, I can put on their greatest hits and my day gets nothing but better.  Just another in a long line of absolutely delightful performers from the Great White North.

But if there is one song of theirs that is destined for the halls of greatness, it's this week's featured tune, "Brian Wilson."  There are literally five different versions of the song, but the most notable ones were the versions released on their Gordon album and "Brian Wilson 2000" (which reached number 68--with a bullet!--on the Billboard Hot 100).  The Gordon version is about a minute longer and is more acoustic based than "Brian Wilson 2000," which mirrors their live version of the song (it is one of the rare songs that takes on a life of its own when performed live).

Amazingly enough for a song entitled "Brian Wilson," the song references the Brian Wilson, the musical genius behind The Beach Boys long run of hits.  Written by Steven Page, it is a paean to Brian Wilson, music, music shops, and a vivid portrait of just how overwhelming suffering from depression can be.  And yet...despite it all, still there is good to be found and still there is a sliver of hope.  Page's staggeringly heartfelt vocals drive this home in the first couple of acoustically driven stanzas, before the rest of the band joins in and takes it to another level.  There's acoustic guitars, electric guitars, and best of all...bongos!  Throw in the short and oft repeated chorus of "Lying in bed, just like Brian Wilson did..." and it all adds up to another of those magical moments that makes all the years of listening to music worth the while.

I usually listen to each week's songs a couple of times before I write the weekly post, and as I did tonight all I could do was smiley smile and say, "Goddamn this is a great song."

And I didn't even have to think about "...oh, what to think about."

Enjoy (Gordon version):




Peace,
emaycee