A man called Vivian
Dec. 28th, 2008 03:05 amVivian Stanshall's plummy, plumaged voice injected psycho-Victoriana into my adolescence via his sessions for the John Peel show -- non-linear tales of family life like this one, Aunt Florrie Remembers:
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When I was writing my Book of Jokes last year, I noticed an unmistakable Stanshall tone creeping into certain passages; Sir Henry at Rawlinson End (the book, the album, the film, the radio sessions) concerns an extremely eccentric family. Cassettes of Stanshall seemed to be playing back in the deeper nooks of my imagination as I wrote. His voice -- his brandy-fuelled fluidity, his tangent-leaps, his subtle perversity -- stays with you.

There's something in Stanshall's combination of perfect diction and shambolic scato-dada events which is irresistible; like clipped, correct, British Trevor Howard reading Tristan Tzara or Kurt Schwitters. (Howard of course played Sir Henry in the film.) I've never really got into the Bonzo Dog Doodah Band, though.
Stanshall was both a rock and roll bad boy (his drunken exploits with Keith Moon are legendary) and a neo-Victorian art school dandy. The 1975 BBC documentary Vivian Stanshall's Week makes a good introduction:
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That other clipped-voiced Englishman, Stephen Fry, made a BBC 4 documentary film about Stanshall in 2004 called Vivian Stanshall -- The Canyons of His Mind, which I'm going to watch in about thirteen hours, according to my torrent software.
I wonder if I'll be able to find footage of Stanshall's 1991 appearance on The Late Show? Just four years before his own death in a fire, Vivian (who took his father's rejected real name) talks about his distance from, and fear of, his father, who'd died the year before. That too really stays with me -- something to do with his outlandish, bright yellow clothes and huge spectacle frames, but also the candour of what he was saying. And that Peter O'Toole-like voice, calmly recounting Rabelaisian outrages.
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When I was writing my Book of Jokes last year, I noticed an unmistakable Stanshall tone creeping into certain passages; Sir Henry at Rawlinson End (the book, the album, the film, the radio sessions) concerns an extremely eccentric family. Cassettes of Stanshall seemed to be playing back in the deeper nooks of my imagination as I wrote. His voice -- his brandy-fuelled fluidity, his tangent-leaps, his subtle perversity -- stays with you.

There's something in Stanshall's combination of perfect diction and shambolic scato-dada events which is irresistible; like clipped, correct, British Trevor Howard reading Tristan Tzara or Kurt Schwitters. (Howard of course played Sir Henry in the film.) I've never really got into the Bonzo Dog Doodah Band, though.
Stanshall was both a rock and roll bad boy (his drunken exploits with Keith Moon are legendary) and a neo-Victorian art school dandy. The 1975 BBC documentary Vivian Stanshall's Week makes a good introduction:
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That other clipped-voiced Englishman, Stephen Fry, made a BBC 4 documentary film about Stanshall in 2004 called Vivian Stanshall -- The Canyons of His Mind, which I'm going to watch in about thirteen hours, according to my torrent software.I wonder if I'll be able to find footage of Stanshall's 1991 appearance on The Late Show? Just four years before his own death in a fire, Vivian (who took his father's rejected real name) talks about his distance from, and fear of, his father, who'd died the year before. That too really stays with me -- something to do with his outlandish, bright yellow clothes and huge spectacle frames, but also the candour of what he was saying. And that Peter O'Toole-like voice, calmly recounting Rabelaisian outrages.
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Date: 2008-12-28 02:49 am (UTC)"My Pink Half of the Drainpipe" is a fav of mine.
Best known in the U.S. as the voice introducing the instruments at the end of "Tubular Bells"
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Date: 2008-12-28 04:41 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-28 04:42 am (UTC)Fry / Stanshall
Date: 2008-12-28 04:42 am (UTC)On the other hand, the only torrent I've been able to find of it currently seems dead dead dead, although I am holding out hope, because torrents from prq.to seem to scrape out as totally dead even when they are quite alive.
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Date: 2008-12-28 06:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-28 07:20 am (UTC)He would've liked my garden, I think.
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Date: 2008-12-28 09:28 am (UTC)But I could listen to him reciting Rawlinson End stuff all day.
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Date: 2008-12-28 07:10 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-28 12:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-28 12:39 pm (UTC)There were some great radio documentaries just before his death - from what I remember he seemed to be coming full circle, talking about his father a lot and returning to the music he loved at the start of his career (rather than the stadium rock that he became involved in at the Bonzo's height).
Everyone remembers the space age forward looking aspect of the sixties, but I love how it was coupled with an appreciation of and strange take on Victoriana and the music of the early 20th Century - you can see it in the work of people like "Professor" Bruce Lacey & The Alberts and how it was carried through into pop.
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Date: 2008-12-28 01:38 pm (UTC)I'm surprised that Iness's solo on "Canyons of Your Mind" wasn't at least a fragment of the inspiration behind your nylon string guitar solo from "I Love You". But I'm also frequently alarmed at my ignorance of musical semantics.
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Date: 2008-12-28 03:05 pm (UTC)Re: http://rurritable.wordpress.com/
Date: 2008-12-28 03:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-28 04:16 pm (UTC)Excellent song, by the way. I used to play it frequently at the college radio station where I worked the 5-6AM slot. The FCC would not have been pleased.
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Date: 2008-12-28 04:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-28 06:05 pm (UTC)Sit up, sir, good, that's right. Now, can you tell us your name? Do you have a home? Can you remember where you slept before you started sleeping here?
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Date: 2008-12-28 06:42 pm (UTC)talk about coincidences
Date: 2008-12-28 05:41 pm (UTC)the vaudevillian
Date: 2008-12-28 07:34 pm (UTC)viv Stanshall wrote my favorite song about going to the bathroom called the strain. i played the vaudevillian twice on my xmas day show [no xmas songs, all comedy & terrible songs} if you go to the wprb website you can see the worried waltz playlist for xmas day. i will be playing the song again tonight 10pm to 1am est.
Re: the vaudevillian
Date: 2008-12-28 10:11 pm (UTC)So thank you. And thank you!
but humour me and lets see if your
Date: 2008-12-28 11:00 pm (UTC)I'm sure some drizzled into the Americas.
Re: but humour me and lets see if your
Date: 2008-12-28 11:48 pm (UTC)Vivian's humor seems to have been more good natured than the date-rape stuff that passed for funny here. And The idiotic crucible of the sixties that launched P.J. O'Rourke and John Belushi isn't finished with us yet.
Why does 'funny music' suck so much?
Date: 2008-12-28 11:29 pm (UTC)Re: Why does 'funny music' suck so much?
Date: 2008-12-29 12:42 am (UTC)Re: Why does 'funny music' suck so much?
Date: 2008-12-29 12:47 am (UTC)Re: Why does 'funny music' suck so much?
Date: 2008-12-29 01:46 am (UTC)The energy of music might be close to sexual energy. And no-one wants to be fucked by a clown. The joke seems to end very quickly.
Re: Why does 'funny music' suck so much?
Date: 2008-12-29 04:44 am (UTC)You clearly need to get out more.
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Date: 2008-12-29 12:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-12-29 12:31 am (UTC)http://reciprocalcrapexchange.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-name-is-john-daker.html
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