John Phillips: The ... daughter-rapin'-est flower child of them all (I'm sorry but it's late and this seems funny right now; forgive me) ...
John Phillips – “She’s Just 14″ MP3/download
It’s 4:37 a.m. and I can’t imagine a better time to listen to this brittle little nugget from John Phillips‘ endless lost weekend that was the ’70s. And yes, that’s Mick Jagger on back-up vocals on the chorus and Keith Richards on guitar (thanks for asking!) …
I own Pay, Pack and Follow and Phillips 66 and I’m pretty sure this version of “She’s Just 14″ isn’t on either of those posthumous releases; it’s too gritty, like a coffee can full of grounds rolled up into cigarettes and then smoked in the same ventilation-free room. It’s fucked up in a dangling-smoke-in-mouth way that reminds me of both Izzy Stradlin AND Slash AND any number of Rolling Stones members. I must say this tune has taken on a new dimension, but who knows — maybe it just sounds different tweeting from my computer speakers.
I haven’t had the ol’ camera at my pop-click-POOF disposal the last week or so but I’m revving up the Album As Art series this week and hopefully catching up some other elements of the site as I go. Who knows — anything can happen on the Grove!
P.S. — Why do people keep reading my bin Laden piece? I’ve been writing about bands for almost two years with but a few-dozen clicks a day on each page and then, one day, I beat the bin Laden rush and my site hits another level. Is this what I need to be doing, political-blogger stuff? C’mon, that’s no fun …
