Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Thursday, September 18, 2025

Elton John’s indifferent diary reflections from the day he wrote ‘Your Song’

From faroutmagazine.co.uk

By Kelly Scanlon

When we think of a track as monumental as ‘Your Song’, it’s hard not to think about what was running through Elton John‘s mind on the day he wrote it. He probably jumped up with glee, excited at the fact he’d just landed on pure gold…right?

It was one of the first songs John wrote with Bernie Taupin. The initial seeds came to Taupin when he was having breakfast at John’s parents’ house, and he rushed to grab whatever he could find to write it down before he could forget. Caught on a “grubby piece of exercise paper”, as Taupin later described, the words were then taken to John, who came up with a melody in less than half an hour.

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John initially believed that Taupin had written it about his then-girlfriend, but every time he suggested it, Taupin would get defensive. Maybe that’s a sign it was actually about just that, especially as Taupin later said it’s about “absolute naiveté in love”. But Taupin was also a teenager when he wrote the song, which explains why it feels like a simple yet all-encompassing kind of love. Or, as Taupin said, one filled with “extraordinarily virginal sentiments”.

Either way, something about it worked, and it unintentionally became one of their most popular hits together. And its simplicity is also what both Taupin and John keep coming back to. ‘Your Song’ could never be recreated, partially because it came from a youthful mind ruminating on young love. But also because, weirdly, the older John gets, the more he identifies with it.

That said, when John wrote in his diary in October 1969, the day they wrote the song together, he didn’t give much away. He didn’t seem as enthralled as he had all these times he praised the song; he didn’t share any emotion towards it whatsoever. In other words, you wouldn’t think his words reflected the thoughts of a man who had just written what would become his first major hit.

“9:00 Bobby Bruce,” he wrote. “Stayed home today. Went to South Harrow market. The session was hilarious. Didn’t do anything in the end. Wrote ‘Your Song’.”

The words are so casual that there’s almost hilarity in them. Almost like it’s hard to accept he didn’t actually know how great the song already was, and was reflecting on how good he felt after. Like when someone asks you how your day was, and you say the most important thing last for maximum effect. For comedic effect. But in this case, John bracketed it with indifference, “didn’t do anything in the end”. Except, write one of the best songs in the history of music?

John later said, “I don’t think I’ve written a love song as good since.”

He performed it at all of his shows. It’s a staple of his entire legacy. In some twisted way, maybe it’s understandable why he gave nothing away in his diary the day they wrote it. Maybe it said everything without saying anything at all, even if John wasn’t aware of its own poignancy yet. Because its success clearly crept on them a little bit, making those slower, less explosive moments feel even more special in the long run.

https://faroutmagazine.co.uk/elton-john-diary-reflections-day-he-wrote-your-song/ 

Sunday, August 17, 2025

Diary Of A Songwriter: Matt O’Connor

From songwritingmagazine.co.uk

The Tuxis Giant frontperson navigates long summer walks, passing encounters, and the quiet doubts that accompany artistic integrity and ambition

Matt O’Connor has spent the past decade shaping Tuxis Giant into a project defined by steady evolution. Formed in 2015 with a self-titled debut recorded in a Vermont cabin, the band has grown to include a rotating cast from Boston’s DIY scene, with O’Connor’s songwriting at its core. Their new album, You Won’t Remember This, released via Worry Bead Records, finds the group balancing road-tested alt-country with moments of intimate reflection.

Across tracks like Last LaughSilver Cup, and Huey, O’Connor examines themes of identity, resilience, and the small moments that linger long after they’ve passed. While the record is grounded in personal experience, it resists nostalgia, favouring the ongoing process of creation over fixed definitions of success. Here, O’Connor offers a glimpse into the weeks surrounding its release, captured in their own words.

Their diary traces the days leading up to the album’s release, equal parts logistical grind, artistic experimentation, and the small scenes that colour life outside the studio.

18 JULY

Listening to the new Alex G record through laptop speakers. I work as a copywriter 9-5. It’s a solid job, and keeps my fingers moving throughout the day. I’m planted at my friend Bryan’s kitchen table, watching his cat while he’s out of town. She darts from room to room with eyes like marbles.

Our new record is out in a month. I fill the days’ margins with tour logistics, merch orders, and press emails. This is—without doubt—my least favourite part of the album cycle; a distinctly uncreative phase of the creative process.

One boon: I finished a new song I’ve been working on for a long time. Here’s hoping it sticks.

Matt O’Connor: “I started writing a new song when I got home, then threw it out in the morning. Can’t win ‘em all.” Photo: Omari Spears

21 JULY

The sun is setting and my brain is in knots.

Jenny [Ruenes – partner] and I saw Friendship play with 2nd Grade and 22° Halo on Friday. It was a sold-out show, so densely packed we could barely move. I’ve known these folks for a while – we all used to play at a Philly house venue called All Night Diner. Our first show there was in 2015, opening for Friendship.

I lived in Boston back then, where I ran my own DIY venue called Modesthaus. It was a regular tour stop for the bands I’d met at the Diner. After every Philly trip, I’d come home and tell my Boston friends how incredible the scene was, about Friendship and Ylayali and Crooked Spine. Philly felt like an oasis; a place where I could pursue the dream, blissfully away from everyday life. 25 forever.

Now, at 34, a certain doubt creeps in: will we ever “make it” like our friends have? Will we ever sell out a show like this? Envy like that misses the whole point of making art. If you’re not careful, you’ll start seeing this as a zero-sum game – one that has you on the wrong side of an invisible line.

At any rate, the show was incredible. We stood at the side of the stage while each band tore up the room. The night was full of old friends and good music. I left feeling warm n’ fuzzy.

I started writing a new song when I got home, then threw it out in the morning. Can’t win ‘em all.

23 JULY

Tank felt empty after work, so I went on a long walk. The sky was yellow, and the ice cream truck was louder than I’ve ever heard it. Two friends waved to me from their seats outside a bar, then another–on a bike–called my name. By the time I heard them, they were already speeding halfway down the block. I just saw the back of their bleached head.

That bar has pretty good beer, and free hot dogs if you ask. Jenny and I were there this week to watch a WNBA game. During commercials, I turned to the other TV, which played a 70’s sci-fi movie featuring bird people and an old guy with a monocle. If anyone knows the name of this movie, please email me immediately.

Jenny was tired from work, but I had a burst of energy. I tried telling her about the Tartarian Empire–a conspiracy theory claiming a pre-modern-yet-highly-advanced empire once ruled the world. It harnessed renewable energy and had apparently achieved world peace. All until a mudflood destroyed it and modern governments covered up its existence.

She wasn’t interested. I wasn’t either. Fallow times.

27 JULY

Quiet morning. A buzzsaw cuts through the hum of traffic and air conditioners. We’re going to the beach later, despite the chance of rain.

The week was hectic and squirrelly–my head was in a bunch of places. On top of work and album release stuff, Jenny and I are planning a wedding for the fall. Our to-do list is like one long, unravelling roll of parchment.

I’ve been working on a new batch of songs. Seven or eight so far, maybe the workings of a new record. After You Won’t Remember This comes out, I’ll find some time to demo these newer songs, then start the process all over again.

I’ve been at this for over a decade. While the “success” needle hasn’t moved much, I feel like I’m getting better at making songs, which might be the only worthwhile thing. I can’t measure my success by money or fans or album streams. But I can always rely on the work – that endless, mysterious process of creation. It eludes me constantly, but when I touch it, it’s like I’m touching the divine.

Clouds are gathering. Not a great beach day. We’re going anyway.

The new Tuxis Giant album You Won’t Remember This is out now and is available via tuxisgiant.bandcamp.com

 

Wednesday, September 25, 2024

Bruce Springsteen Says He Will Keep Touring “Until The Wheels Fall Off’ In New ‘Road Diary’ Trailer

From myradiolink.com

In a newly released trailer for the upcoming documentary, Road Diary: Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band, the rock legend opened up about his future plans for his group while sharing insight about the inspiration behind his recent world tour. Springsteen revealed that the tour plans were hatched during the midst of the Covid-19 pandemic. “I made a promise that if we got through this, I’d throw the biggest party I could,” he says in the clip. 

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As for Springsteen’s thoughts about future tours with the E Street Band, the 75-year-old musician says he doesn’t have any plans to stop playing shows anytime soon. “I plan on continuing until the wheels fall off, and for as long as the audience will follow me. It’s my job,” Springsteen says.” Road Diary was directed by frequent Springsteen collaborator, Thom Zimny, and is set to premiere on Hulu and Disney+ on October 25. (Rolling Stone)

https://www.myradiolink.com/2024/09/24/bruce-springsteen-says-he-will-keep-touring-until-the-wheels-fall-off-in-new-road-diary-trailer/#

Sunday, September 1, 2024

A Playlist to Remember

From nytimes.com

By Melissa Kirsch

Songs can help demarcate this chapter of your life: It’s a way to mark time, to keep one period of time from bleeding indistinctly into the next 

I am putting the finishing touches on my Summer 2024 playlist. This isn’t a collection of the summer’s hottest hits, although Chappell Roan and Charli XCX did make it on there. It’s a mix of the songs that I’ve been listening to this summer, regardless of when they came out — more Barack Obama than Billboard.

I’ve been curating this playlist all summer, adding to it whenever I notice there’s a song or an album that I’ve been listening to again and again such that it’s becoming part of my life soundtrack. My Summer 2024 playlist is not meant to be listened to during the Summer of 2024. It’s for the Winter of 2024, or some far-off day in 2035, when I want to evoke this period of time. This period of time when I rediscovered Genesis and became convinced that their 1983 song “That’s All” might be the best song ever written. When I spent an entire month listening to only “Worth It” by Raye and “You’ll Accomp’ny Me” by Bob Seger until I knew every lyric and drumbeat and guitar riff by heart.

When I hear these songs in the future, they’ll trigger memories from this summer. I’ll be back by the lake where a duck walked right out of the water and stood by my beach chair. I’ll be sitting on the screened-in porch drinking iced coffee while the rain blows in. By making a playlist of the season, I’m delineating a chapter of my life. I’m engineering a mechanism to induce nostalgia in the future.

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This dividing of life into chapters is something I’ve become more deliberate about doing as I’ve gotten older. I don’t want one season to just bleed into the next, the days losing their distinctness, vivid experiences fading as they recede into memory. Anything that can create order out of the accumulation of life lived seems useful. Sometimes I’ll just go around and take photos of my apartment so that I’ll have a record of how it looked in this moment in time: the plants and the bedsheets and the clothes piled on the chair. They’re not photos I want to look at now, but 20 years from now when I’ve forgotten about these details that are mundane but so essential to my daily life.

My friend Grace has been making monthly playlists for the 10 years I’ve known her. She calls them her musical diary. “I don’t keep a written journal, but I can look back at the playlists and remember how I was feeling at that time, what was going on in my life: a breakup, a move, a low, a high,” she told me recently. This is what I want: reliable ways to conjure the feelings, the major and minor events.

I feel a lot of remorse around not keeping a journal, a record of my days. I kept one as a kid, but in college, I made the error of reading those cloth-covered notebooks. It was too soon — I was so embarrassed at my young self’s hopes and concerns and insights (or lack thereof) that I took the diaries and threw them in the dumpster behind my dorm. How stupid! How rash! Ever since, any effort to keep a journal has felt doomed, a stop-and-start affair that’s always tinged with anger at my college self’s impulsivity.

I like the idea of using playlists as a journal. It’s easy to do, and easy to stick with. But while I hope the songs on my playlist will evoke forgotten memories and feelings when I listen to them in the future, they’re unlikely to unleash the complicated thought processes, the quickly vanishing flashes of insight, the tiny observations that you uncover only when you actually sit down and write through them. Perhaps this weekend I’ll listen to my summer playlist and try writing out a companion journal entry, a sort of State of the Season that goes deeper into this moment than songs written by someone else ever could.

https://www.nytimes.com/2024/08/31/briefing/a-playlist-to-remember.html

Wednesday, November 15, 2023

Out Now - ‘Living The Beatles Legend: The Untold Story Of Mal Evans’

From myradiolink.com

Out now is “Living the Beatles Legend: The Untold Story of Mal Evans” by Beatles scholar Kenneth Womack. Written with the full participation of Evans' family, it's the first in-depth look at the life of an indispensable part of the Beatles' history. Evans started as one of the band's roadies and went on to become a confidant as well as a contributor to their music; he “played” the anvil for “Maxwell's Silver Hammer,” the tambourine on “Dear Prudence,” trumpet on “Helter Skelter” and more and offered lyric for several songs suggestions. Evans is particularly visible in Peter Jackson's “Get Back” docu-series and later worked privately for Paul McCartney.

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Womack was recruited for the project by Evans' son Gary Evans, on the recommendation of Simon Weitzman, who's been working on a documentary about Evans. Womack tells us the best part about doing the project was being given access to Evans' extensive diaries as well as the manuscript for an Evans memoir, of the same title, that was slated for publication during the mid-70s:

“I've been thinking of him lately as the Beatles' first historian. he kind of realized earlier than most that this was gonna be really important someday, right? So quite early on he's saving receipts and documents, keeping the diary from 1963, filling notebooks wit points and discoveries about the Beatles, taking all those photographs — more than they could ever use for the Beatles' books or any of those other outlets which Mal trucked. So he really was acting in a kind of historical fashion. He was a pack rat, but he was a pack rat with a purpose.”

In addition to his direct contact with the Beatles Evans also worked at the Beatles' Apple Records with bands such as Badfinger and the Iveys.

Evans was fatally shot on January 5th, 1976 in Los Angeles during a domestic disturbance. He was 40 years old.

Womack is a professor of English and Popular Music at Monmouth University in New Jersey, where he teaches a fall semester course on the Beatles. He's also lectured about the Beatles at Harvard, Princeton, the Grammy Museum and the Smithsonian Institution, among others. His previous Beatles books include “The Story of Abbey Road and the End of the Beatles” and “John Lennon 1980: The Last Days of His Life.”

https://www.myradiolink.com/2023/11/14/out-now-living-the-beatles-legend-the-untold-story-of-mal-evans/#