He wasn’t the only one who worked on the song, so he doesn’t have the last word on it. For Adams, 1975 or so would have been the right year if it was by years. For co-writer Jim Vallance, 1969 would have made more sense, and it’s his claim that it’s the year. There’s an (apparently apocryphal which I once thought to be true) story that Adams had originally wanted it to be set in '75, and the “Baby Boomer record company” forced him to change it. I’d be interested if there’s any truth in that - it may be why Adams made up the 69 story.
Yeah, I didn’t hear about the name change, but watching Pop up Vido a long time ago it mentioned that Adams would have been too young, but Vallance would have been the right age.
Another vote for not believing Bradbury. Fahrenheit 451 was written in 1950. We’re supposed to believe that Bradbury’s main point was that television was taking over the media?
What is a lot more believable is that decades later, when Ray Bradbury and everyone else in the world saw how dominant television had become, Bradbury convinced himself that he had predicted all of this back in 1950.
I believe Adams made the same claim in a Behind the Music episode. And really, it makes total sense that the year was originally something other than 69, he would have been ten years old in 1969.
I can’t really defend Warhol–he’s not really my cup of tea–but if Pollack is not “emotionally sincere,” fine. All I know is, his work hits me right in the gut. It’s sublime in every sense of the word.
Body and beats I stain my sheets is, for me, the giveaway. Not to put too fine a point on it, but this brings to mind masturbating under the covers and ejaculating onto the sheet. Of course, I freely admit that I may be wrong.
And The_Peyote_Coyote: point taken. I mentioned the saxophone only because the instrument turns up pretty frequently in be-bop.
John Rutsey played drums on Rush’s first album, and then was replaced by Neil Peart. According to Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson, Rutsey was replaced because he had medical/physical problems brought about due to diabetes, and couldn’t withstand the rigors of touring as a result. I say bullshit. Yea, Rutsey may not have been in the best of shape, but I believe he was simply fired by his bandmates. Lee and Lifeson *knew *Rutsey was only a so-so drummer, and they wanted someone who was more in their “league”. Not that I blame them; Peart was clearly a better drummer. But why lie about the real reason?
Maybe so as not to hurt his career? To spare his feelings? To not look like giant assholes? People BS about this stuff all the time when people get fired, it’s not a big deal.
Except you’re ignoring most of the lyrics of the song to come to that interpretation. I think my interpretation works better when you take the majority of the lyrics into consideration.
There’s also “Big hand, I know you’re the one”.
Arm length and personal idiosyncrasy of movement. Yes, it’s difficult for someone else to throw paint on a canvas just like him.
But so what.
Can someone else pee in the snow just like me?
Elton John claims that “Tiny Dancer” is about the small women he found in California, or something like that. Sorry, Elton, I think it’s about masturbation.
shrug Different strokes and all. (Pun somewhat intended.) As a visual artist who deals in realism mostly (photographer), I would love to be able to do what Pollack does. I’ve tried it. None of it looks good. Pollack’s work, to me, looks thought out and the man has an impeccable sense of composition. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that the man is and will continue to be regarded as one of the greatest artists of the 20th century, and deservedly so.
Paul McCartney says that “C Moon” is about being the opposite of L7; i.e., not square; i.e., cool.
So, what is it about? I have a theory, butt I’m not saying. 
That ring is shiny! I … wantssss it. My preciousssss…
Margaret Atwood repeatedly claims that The Handmaid’s Tale is not science fiction.
Perhaps she didn’t write it as such, but the book doesn’t support her contention.
I would have catagorized it as dystopian, which is my favorite genre. I guess one could make a case that it’s both dystopian and sci fi, though.
I stand with pulykamell on Jackson Pollock, but for Andy Warhol, I always thought emotional insincerity was the entire point of what he was doing.
The one thing that supports her argument is that the society of Gilead is so idiotic, it is obvious that she didn’t even think about any potential long-term implications of what she was writing (which is part and parcel in re: to science fiction writers). To quote an earlier post I made:
Elton John didn’t write the lyrics to “Tiny Dancer”. It’s Bernie Taupin, Elton John’s frequent lyrical collaborator, who says the song is about freespirited women he met in California in the 1970s.
I can’t cite this, but I once read an interview where someone specifically asked Taupin if the song was about masturbation. He didn’t get why anyone would even think that since it’s quite clearly about a woman. The interviewer referred to the “tiny dancer in my hand” line, and Taupin pointed out that no man would write a song in which he described his own penis as being tiny.