Skip to main content

Moondance

There are 246 versions of Van Morrison's Moondance listed on Discogs, and I'm not sure mine is quite an exact match for any of them. I could of course submit it as a 247th variant, but it's just one of a plethora of subtly-different German-pressed re-issues of uncertain vintage, one of those where Side 1, Track 1 is given incorrectly as 'Stoned Me' on the sleeve and differently wrongly on the label as 'And I Stoned Me'. I don't recall exactly when or where I acquired it, but there's every chance it's one of Derek's records.

Derek, I gather, is the proprietor of a London record shop, who, once a month or so, drops off some excess stock at St. Mary St. Collectables in Chepstow, where one can buy one album for £4 or three for £10. Presumably Derek must have some connection with Chepstow - otherwise, why would he do this? Whatever his motives, he's been doing it for at least 7 years without there having been any change in the asking price, first at the now-defunct 'Serendipity' junk-shop, and now across St. Mary St., upstairs at 'Collectables' with an a. I wouldn't be at all surprised if a third part of my present vinyl collection was picked up there.

I've known and loved Moondance for decades - I first had a copy of it on cassette. I've no original remarks to add to what's already been written about the album. These days I suppose it serves as a reminder that even the now dangerously-cantankerous & embittered Mr Morrison was once young, in love & richly inspired.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

All Wrapped Up

Here's another of the compilation cassettes I bought this summer, having taken home a Denon twin-deck hi-fi cassette player from the local charity shop. All Wrapped Up is a 1983 compilation of singles by The Undertones, with Side One filled with A-sides, and B-sides on Side Two. A cassette must be the least desirable medium for such an arrangement, with a long rewind required if one just wants to hear the hits repeatedly. The Undertones were unapologetically provincial and anti-fashionable, with their songs sharply-written slices of life that pointedly avoided any mention of politics, or of the then-continuing violence in their native Derry. My favourite tracks are the obvious choices: 'Teenage Kicks', 'Jimmy Jimmy', 'Here Comes the Summer', 'My Perfect Cousin' & 'Wednesday Week'. Their later singles showed increased sophistication but lack the some of the straightforward charm of their earlier work. The B-sides, not unexpectedly, are mo

In Heat

Having acquired the soubriquet "the walrus of love", Barry White thereafter became something of a figure of fun, something that misled me (and presumably others) into disregarding his music. Only within the last few years have I begun to pay it more attention. After picking up a copy of his '74 album Can't Get Enough last summer, which I loved, I sought out some of the music by his protegés Love Unlimited. From a Discogs seller I ordered well-used copies of Under the Influence of... ('73) and In Heat ('74) for only £6.25. The only unappealing thing about In Heat is its awful title. The songs and the singing are strong; the arrangements rich & warmly enveloping. As one would expect from White, the thematic focus is firmly fixed on amatory matters. The opening number 'Move Me No Mountain' (the only one on the record not written by White) offers a refreshing rebuttal to the kind of lyrical hyperbole in songs like 'Ain't No Mountain High E

Bananas Are Not Created Equal

I knew Jay Berliner's name from his contributions to Van Morrison's Astral Weeks and Charles Mingus' The Black Saint and the Sinner Lady , so when I saw this curiously-titled LP at the local charity shop I was intrigued, and bought it even though I had no idea what kind of music it might contain. This was after the days when one could still buy records there for a pound apiece, but I don't think I paid more than a fiver for it. The music turned out to be an all-instrumental blend of funk, soul & jazz. Berliner's virtuoso lead guitar is only one of many attractions here. The band of first-rate session musicians behind him are all uniformly excellent too, and, crucially, sound like they're having a blast. Cornell Dupree's supporting guitar work, while less showy than Berliner's, is beautifully-judged, and the rhythm section is terrific. Arranger/conductor Wade Marcus was no slouch either, judging from the way everything comes together. Two of the funk