In the middle of being consumed by A-Z film posts, I suddenly thought to check my stats.
The ‘Jamiroquai phenomenon’ has ended! During the last seven days, there have been no views of the post ‘Whatever happened to?: Jamiroquai’. This is the first time that has happened since the post was published last year. It marks the end of a very good run, and possibly the end of a blogging era.
I was sure that you would all want to know.
Every Day I write The Book
From previous experience on this blog, I am well-aware that Elvis Costello is not favoured by many of my readers. In fact, some of them dislike his work intensely. But I cannot ignore a song in my head, because of that fact.
You might agree that a benchmark of a song is that it continues fresh in your mind. It is evocative of a period, and a time that was important to you, for whatever reason. This song from 1983 was on the album, ‘Punch The Clock’. Elvis Costello was in his heyday, often accompanied by his backing band, The Attractions. This song has never left me. Earlier today, walking with Ollie, I could hear it playing in my mind. I could recall the expressions on Costello’s face as he sung it on TV, and sing through the lyrics in my mind, as if I had heard them only yesterday.
Later this evening, as I was doing the washing up, I couldn’t get the song from my head. The line, “Chapters four, five, and six” kept playing as if it was on a jukebox in the room. Costello went on to do much, much more after this. He is still recording and playing today. But this was his golden hour, at least for me. I could add almost his entire catalogue to this series. But I won’t.
With apologies to everyone who is really fed up with hearing about this blog post, and the British Jazz/Funk band, Jamiroquai.
Despite the release of their new album a few days ago, the blogging phenomenon that is ‘Whatever happened to? : Jamiroquai’ continues. I had expected a slump in views of that post, once they had appeared on TV recently, and announced the release of their new CD.
After all, we now all know what happened to them, don’t we?
But the post continues to feature heavily here, and views are still consistent, albeit slightly reduced. That said, the post is number five on my most-read posts during the last seven days, and has had eight views already today.
One of these days, I might stop writing about them. But not just yet…
My long-running blog saga concerning the British band Jamiroquai may well be coming to a conclusion.
Yesterday, this blog achieved it second-highest views ever, thanks partly to a post about religion, that seems to have hit a nerve. Stats continued to climb steadily all day, and by bedtime, the bar graph had reached its highest point in a very long while. Yet again, interest in my old post, ‘Whatever happened to? : Jamiroquai’ added many views to that number.
Last night on TV, the popular talent show, ‘The Voice’ was being shown. In the gap between performances and voting results, it is usual to have a guest act performing. Yesterday, that act was Jamiroquai, back after a long absence, and performing a track from their forthcoming CD. They were on form, and sounded good too, more like their original style. Jay Kay was of course wearing a large hat, and despite being a lot older, still managed some of his signature moves.
So, we now know what happened to them. They are back, and on TV. And the new CD is released next week.
No need to read my post anymore then. My work is done.
(But I hope they still do…)
I have published so many posts about this, I am concerned about boring my regular readers, as well as discouraging new ones. However, I cannot let it lie, in all conscience.
My post about a British Jazz/Funk band, “Whatever happened to: Jamiroquai?” is like an unstoppable juggernaut. It continues to be my second-best read post every day, and to boost my weekly figures out of all proportion to its content.
I have written about this veritable phenomenon before, but I make no excuses for doing so once again.
It is a complete mystery to me why this post has captured the imagination and attention of so many readers. But it continues to soldier on, providing this blog with substantial daily and weekly views that show now sign of abating.
All I can say is “Thank You”. To those readers, the followers of that band, the random visits that the post has generated, and fellow bloggers everywhere. Long may it continue.
My only regret is that so few viewers comment on this, or subsequent posts. Please do.
The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
Gil Scott-Heron could be best described as being all things to all people. He was a writer, a poet, a political commentator, and an excellent musician too. His music is variously described as Jazz, Soul, Rap, Funk, or as just plain poetry to sounds. His importance in the music scene of the 1970s cannot be exaggerated, as he brought a mixture of genres that highlighted some of the most important causes of the period.
He continued to record into the 1990s, and despite some terms in prison, remained a significant influence in a certain genre, appreciated by many. These days, his work is rarely heard, and perhaps little-known, as he sadly died in 2011, aged just 62.
However, the fusion of poetry, rap, and music in this featured song has even more contemporary relevance than it did in 1971, when I first heard it, and was amazed by its prescience.
Listen, and weep.
We Got To Have Peace
Curtis Mayfield was around for a long time. Pretty much the whole time that I appreciated music, in fact. He began his career with a gospel choir, moving to the group The Impressions at the age of just fourteen. In that group, he collaborated with the marvellous Jerry Butler, and they produced some of the enduring soul sounds of my youth.
After he left that group in 1970, Curtis worked on film soundtracks, and also became increasingly political with his musical message. His film soundtrack for the ‘Blaxploitation’ film, ‘Superfly’ received critical acclaim, and achieved huge sales. Despite being diagnosed with Diabetes, and also suffering a serious injury, he continued to record. He also returned to The Impressions after a twenty year absence, as well as collaborating with other artists, including the British group, The Blow Monkeys.
Many of his later songs carried a political message, and that did not affect his popularity, or record sales. He sadly died from complications of Diabetes at the young age of 57, in 1999. He left behind a legacy of soulful sounds, stretching over the decades. Perhaps because of the current world situation, this track from as long ago as 1971 sums up his hopes and desires, as well as being all too relevant just now.