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"i just happen to be here, and it's okay." -caetano veloso

"sing a simple song but keep the swing strong." -de la soul

"think straight, keep a clean plate." -joanna newsom

"keep a clean nose, watch the plain-clothes." -bob dylan

"keep your feet warm, but keep your clothes on." -harry nilsson

"it took me about three or four weeks to toilet train my cat, nightlife. most of the time is spent moving the box very gradually to the bathroom." -charles mingus

"think about something else. was art tatum talented?" - shoot the piano player

"she had a chihuahua named carlos that had some kind of skin disease and was totally blind." -tom waits

"he had a huge room with nothing in it except this huge vast hammond organ, right next door to the police." -david bowie

"he's got a mind like a sewer, and a heart like a fridge" -elvis costello

"you can't hold the hand of a rock 'n' roll man." -joni mitchell

"lou's jukebox spun for love and many other things, too – beauty, pain, history, courage, mystery" - laurie anderson

"hey there, hey now, well, you can make a pacemaker blink, easy thing, make a man's heart go bibbity bom. -john cale

"i’ve still got things inside me, sad things, happy things, that people don’t know about." -loretta lynn

"to try to maximize the relationship of listening to a record through promotion is like experiencing driving a car by reading about stimulus programs." -bonnie 'prince' billy

"after cheesecake with all of your friends and family, who's gonna front the bill? me... say you want to take first-class trips, well i want to work those first-class hips. yes i do." -r. kelly

"too much cheesecake too soon! old money's better than new" -roxy music

"my mother used to tell me about vibrations. to think that invisible feelings, invisible vibrations existed scared me to death." -brian wilson

"i'm a lunatic, and you are so super cool." - george jones

"i'm an idiot for you." -iggy pop

"i mean every letter in the words in the sentences of my quotes." -lil' wayne

"lyrics choochoo from my mouth like locomotion." - pato banton

"i'm going to boogie my scruples away." -lowell george

"i drive a rolls-royce, cause it's good for my voice." -t.rex

"i'm dealing in rock and roll. i'm not a bonafide human being." -phil spector

"phil approached me with a bottle of kosher red wine in one hand and a .45 in the other, put his arm around my shoulder and shoved the revolver into my neck and said, 'leonard, i love you.' i said, 'i hope you do, phil.'" -leonard cohen

"they’d whisper at each other and look at phil and whisper at each other. finally this lady, tanked, comes over to phil and says, 'alright, sonny, what’s your problem?' and he said, 'premature ejaculation, what’s yours?'" -tom wolfe

"i bite my nails and if that fails i go get myself stoned, but when i do i think of you and head myself back home." -gram parsons

"i would say groucho marx, to name one thing, and willie mays, and the second movement of the jupiter symphony, and louis armstrong’s recording of potatohead blues, swedish movies, naturally. sentimental education by flaubert, marlon brando, frank sinatra, those incredible apples and pears by cézanne, the crabs at sam wo’s, tracy’s face." -woody allen

"where have you been all my life?" -emmylou harris, to my brother tommy

brian eno songs that will make good book titles for my 10-volume memoir, in order: here he comes, baby's on fire, golden hours, brutal ardour, taking tiger mountain, events in dense fog, through hollow lands, some of them are old, everything merges with the night, dead finks don’t talk

ry cooder albums that every man should own: into the purple valley, boomer's story, paradise and lunch

"really, we don't want people twiddling their goatees over our stuff." -radiohead

thelonious monk's middle name: sphere

#1 song on the white album (tie): long long long, happiness is a warm gun

"the only word is love." -john lennon

"i love songs about horses, railroads, land, judgment day, family, hard times, whiskey, courtship, marriage, adultery, separation, murder, war, prison, rambling, damnation, home, salvation, death, pride, humor, piety, rebellion, patriotism, larceny, determination, tragedy, rowdiness, heartbreak and love. and mother. and god." -johnny cash

"i could even find it in my heart to love mike love." -belle & sebastian

"the moon is clear, the sky is bright, i'm happy as the horse's shite." -the pogues

"i hope that you all out there, young, old, tall, short, fat or thin, quick or slow, no matter what kind or color or shape or person you are, if you like to make music, why, go ahead.” -pete seeger

"chuck berry isn't merely the greatest of the rock and rollers, or rather, there's nothing mere about it. say rather that unless we can somehow recycle the concept of the great artist so that it supports chuck berry as well as it does marcel proust, we might as well trash it." -robert christgau

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#1047: hello - new york groove (1975)

how do hollow-eyed and long-haired bros pumping their fists under fake snow  in bell bottoms make for such an unassailable 2 minutes and 22 seconds of goofy, slimey, perfect rock and roll? hello, i don’t know. 

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#1046: leon russell & friends - honky tonk woman (live, the homewood session, 1971)

a lot of times people stop me and say, “max, what is it like being a journalist? is it a nonstop amazing party such as the one leon russell threw in a california studio in 1971 for a concert that for some reason was aired on pbs, featuring your hero furry lewis along with derek and the dominoes bassist carl radle, plus don nix, claudia lennear, kathi mcdonald, chuck blackwell, jim horn, john gallie, don preston, joey cooper and someone named sweet emily?” and i just nod my head silently and dance around with my rolling pin and reporter’s notebook. 

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#1045: prince far-i - throw away our gun (1979)

we’re all allowed to take our advice from whomever we chose, and the world is sure full of sages. but i myself think it’s worth paying attention whenever one of the world’s best princes talks — especially when he’s backed by musicians with names like errol flabba holt, crucial bunny, bingy bunny, sowell, congo ashanti roy, noel scully simms and gladstone anderson. 

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#1041: elton john - country comfort (1971, live)

deep old elton cuts just cut the deepest. what is there in life besides greasy early-70s americana, especially when it’s so full of train-station tumbleweed and honky joy and barns and booze and bones?

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#1039: ringo starr - you’re sixteen (ft. carrie fisher, from 1979 tv special ringo)

a much stranger and more meaningful cultural landmark than star wars. but not as strange and meaningful as carrie and wim, or wim and emmylou and willie, or the first sixteen, let alone ringo with frankenstein, and ringo with marc and elton, and ringo with his eyes open

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#1033: ann peebles - i can’t stand the rain (live in studio)

you may know the world’s best song about precipitation from lowell george’s cover during his late bathrobe-and-drugs-and-overalls phase — or because timbaland and hype williams turned a few seconds of its opening into the finest hour for missy elliott in trash bags through a fish eye lens. but the stickiest version of i can’t stand the rain is the original that co-writter ann peebles recorded in memphis with al green’s producer and his band in the early 1970s, a song so sweaty and sad and saturated that she named her album after it. it’s music with tension and life! and yet here’s a version that i like even more — recorded years later, with just her husband on a wurlitzer electric piano, the drummer howard “bulldog” grimes playing with just a few flicks of the wrist, and someone smart enough to barely play electric guitar. it’s ferocious music for ferocious times. 

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#1031: george jones - the grand tour (1974)

here are two beautiful things: george jones in a turtleneck singing a heartache song that’s to other heartache songs what dante is to that dandy scene at the end of the devil’s advocate, and nick tosches profiling george jones in texas monthly in 1994, one of the finest pieces of music writing i know. it opens on jones in a las vegas dressing room, chain smoking a barclay in a bally’s casino: "his white hair, fastidiously styled and always in place, with impeccable scimitar sideburns, was like a sculptured pinnacle of incongruous permanence atop a distinctly mortal shell. beneath his brown eyes, his cheeks were striated with deep fissures that seemed less the natural carvings of age than the ravages of mortification. when he grinned, the furrows were less obvious, but when his expression was blank or subtly scowled, as was more often the case, they were like the scars of a clawing."

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#1029: tabu ley rochereau - sorozo (c. 1977)

tabu ley rochereau, sometimes called the king of congolese rumba, le seigneur, the voice of lightness, and sometimes the elvis of africa, a nickname that doesn’t do justice to his music’s lilting sweetness or his work’s enormous scope, died yesterday at 76.

i’ve been listening to his albums and thinking about someone i admired even more, peter w. kaplan, who passed away the day before, nov. 29, at 59. working for him at the new york observer was as memorable, mystifying, and momentous as you may have heard.

what i missed after he left the paper almost half a decade ago was his tortoiseshell-framed view of the kingdom of new york: reporting under him meant doing your tiny part to help chronicle his cast of characters — madcap royalty, grotesque knaves, tragic beauties and plotting princes. they weren’t relics of the musty past, they were here in the city! sleeping together and falling out, failing up, making fortunes, suing each other, breaking laws and writing them, and it was up to us to get it all down. every week i wrote about their gilded castles, inheriting the new york real estate column manhattan transfers from tom mcgeveran, gabe sherman, and michael calderone, just three of the dozens of intimidatingly funny and smart observer journalists from that era.

when peter got very sick over the past months, i realized something that never occurred to me during my years as a staff reporter in his newsroom: he wasn’t just a chronicler of the kingdom, he was a member of it, and the best kind: royal but humble, weird, loyal, obscure, and funny. he wore the same khaki uniform everyday, he would appear suddenly at intersections in larchmont, where my brother and sister and i went to mamaroneck high school with his sons and daughter, he would wag his fists out in front of him with his pinkies pointed outwards to make a point about dolly lenz or waistlines or julian niccolini or harvard or ed koch or the apthorp or bob caro or grand central’s lower level or ian schrager or the hudson river. i wish i could see it again. i love tabu ley’s music, but we loved peter.

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#1026: kool & the gang - funky people (1974, soul train)

"our next guest came in all the way from new york city, and it’s quite wonderful to have them here again to generate, in person, some of the tremendous excitement they’ve given us on record. one of the baddest bands in the land. they are known. as kool. and. the. gang."

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#1020: the middle of the road - talk of all the u.s.a. (1972)

perfect for today: the united states of america, by the middle of the road, wearing bad suits, in front of lots of microphones. toe-tapping fun.

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#1019: karen dalton - are you leaving for the country? (1971)

do you know karen dalton? would you like to listen to old folk songs sung like billy holiday covering nick drake? did it make you sad, even though you didn’t know the band’s ballad katie’s been gone was about her, when richard manuel and rick danko and robbie robertson sang about her laughter and bus rides and love letters and mysteries? does it make you happy to know that she didn’t die homeless in new york city as rumored, but in a woodstock bedroom with the guitarist peter walker? do you wish you were half-cherokee? or married and divorced twice by age 21? is something on your mind? if you leave for the country, do you know how to find the green rocky road? who do you love?

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#1018: george jones - the race is on (1970, live)

here’s the only jolly, funny, toe-tapping country song that opens with the sharp and painful cold stab of loneliness and ends with extended horse-racing metaphors. george jones wasn’t a saint but he was a poet, and i’ve missed him since april.

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#1014: neil young - comes a time (dutch top pop, 1978)

there comes a time in every person’s life for the slow mid-90s version of neil young’s comes a time, which begins with willie nelson’s ponytail, and there’s a time for the more beautiful rust never sleeps version, filmed somewhere called the cow palace.

both of those are solo, so then there’s the time for his version from the year i was born with a band named the international harvesters. they didn’t include national hero emmylou harris, like jonathan demme's heart of gold, where she sang the late nicolette larson’s harmony on that line about tall trees, which makes my knees go weak and will make yours go weak too, unless you’re stronger or colder.

less frequently, there comes a time for an unrelated grateful dead song with the same name. and rarest of all is when you need to watch the version of comes a time from a late-1970s dutch tv show that featured a troop of interpretive dancers spinning to lyrics about spins. i think top pop was a continental step-brother to the statelier english top of the popsthe time doesn’t come for it very often, but when it comes it really comes.

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#1011: gal costa - da maior importância (1973, live)

where harry nilsson’s medicine cabinet, django reinhardt’s accordion player and caetano veloso’s bathrobe meet it’s all blue smoke, wah-wah, musk, orchids, and untreated tobacco. it’s majorly important. 

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#1007: emmylou harris & the hot band - luxury liner (live, 1978)

the no. 1 most world-historic country solo ever ripped on a yellow guitar by an angry looking man named frank according to his customized shiny warner brothers varsity jacket and wearing shades indoors.

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