This is the 3rd song I've posted by The Regrettes now - the 2nd new cover in just 2 months - they are exceptionally wise about doing cover songs when no one else is currently at all (or plays something as "outdated" as guitar Rock).
I could give a fnck at all about Queen (and Freddie Mercury), but I sort of love this band and their 18 year old pop-phenom lead singer Lydia Night (see "Celebrities You Have A Crush On" thread natch), who right now at least is Chrissie Hynde crossed with Debbie Harry and a less tone deaf, way better adjusted Courtney Love.
The music genre "Rock and Roll" - which is quite distinct from "Rock" - and no one ever played the "and roll" part better than Jerry Lee Lewis - not Little Richard, Elvis, Berry, Holly - they were better writers or performers but none ever approached the crazed and frantic nature of this music like him - he literally was Rock and Roll.
This song opens the greatest Rock and Roll album ever, more like a chemically induced breakdown than a mere song.
The Heartbreakers. The Replacements. The Black Lips.
These bands, for a time, were genuinely frightening as people - potential convicts - all bad attitudes, dead ends and chemically dependent in unmanageable ways - they were a danger to a larger audience, to the industry formulas, but mostly to their own well being. In the case of the Orwells, a current band who romanticized all those acts without being you know, as good - their approach signaled a far greater commercial upside than they could have ever imagined.
But in 2018 there was a far greater downside and given their name, an ironic one: A Rock band literally taken down by the Internet for allegedly doing stuff that Iggy Pop maybe would have done on I don't know, a Tuesday in the 70s - that resulted in multiple allegations (including rape), 0 criminal charges, 0 arrests, but the band now broken up and they get a new Reddit/Youtube/Twitter (!) tag as "The Rapists". It's hard to find a more loathed band in 2018, playing a more loathed genre than them.
This song - a cover of the Monkees by stealth punk Rocker Mickey Dolenz is (ironic again) a swipe against against the culture that they couldn't have known was coming for them next - why don't you do what I do see what I feel when I care?
Our hero, starts with a slightly dirty joke about aging, fronting a band without Bob Stinson OR Chris Mars and yet he still manages his effortless GOAT level taste for a bunch of people named Lars and Emma in the f'ing Netherlands who likely will find the dirty joke, the band personnel and this cover version.........lost in translation.
The (original) Stones in a way invented this manic style for a band - here playing a cover tightly and sloppily at the same time. They aren't playing it "right" which of course makes it thrilling.
Charlie Watts keeps this band from spinning out of control, just like he would every year and every lineup. It's actually too fast, the singer is pushing the band who in turn push the singer but judging by the photo on the cover they could not possibly care less.
I post a lot of stuff I don't necessarily think is "great" just to change it up and turn people on to stuff. But Terry Reid's cover here is one of the greatest interpretations ever, period.
A veritable Rock history lesson - the original choice for Led Zeppelin's singer - Plant is imitating HIM (he recommended Plant to Page) - but Reid when he sings isn't just setting the stage for Zep and hard rock he's channeling Van Morrison too as some kind of howling demon. As a guitarist he's channeling some ghostly blues spirit.
The overall effect in some of his songs is spellbinding. This is one.
Oasis re-claims this song as a distinctly British glam classic from Quiet Riot's Americanized version. Imagine Blur doing this song this well and all the time patting themselves on the back while denying the songs sexism and careerism (to them anyway) because they are sensitive and would consider such mere Rock and Roll as slumming.
The Velvet Underground of the 80s .....or the first one anyway.....at least until Dream Syndicate, Galaxie 500 and Sonic Youth came along. Here they are from their 1980 debut covering the Beatles - who covers the Beatles?!? Well that was part of their aesthetic - the Beatles and this primitive noise are all linked. Later they'd cover The Stooges, Modern Lovers, Stones and The Velvets themselves.
The Exploding Hearts genius was not just in Guitar Romantic - one of the 00s very best albums - it was also in their knowledge of what they liked and then transferred that to what they played. Here they are smartly covering the Small Faces to winning effect.
The 1980-83 era is one of my favorites for how gloriously f'd up it was. In the middle of a 60s revival, you had classic rock, punk rock, post punk, new wave, goth - a lot of seemingly incompatible things co-existing. The Lords of The New Church were a pedigree band of punk royalty but that also sincerely loved the complexity of the Doors, the primitive quality of the Velvets, and the directness of the Stones.
They also liked bohemian poetry and acting like indulgent stars......but they also importantly hated indulgent stars too. Here covering 60s pop with The Grass Roots song, another curveball: