Post by lala on Mar 18, 2010 8:43:23 GMT
This chap's just died.
From a bio by Rolling Stone:
From a bio by Rolling Stone:
... when Big Star collapsed, Chilton began the third and most durable phase of his career: the charismatic, self-destructive Southern grifter scamming his way to musical glory."So far off the cuff it's rolling across the floor," eh?
Chilton's discography is a complete mess. In the late '70s, he spent his famous "lost decade" coughing up material for scattered indie and import quickies. His first proper solo album, Like Flies on Sherbert, is a generously lubricated assault on any notion of production values, with pop gems like "My Rival" and "Hey! Little Child" falling apart at every chord change. The covers range from a ragged "I've Had It" (Ceroni/Bonura) to KC and the Sunshine Band (a damn fine "Boogie Shoes"). The only real musical parallels are the Lindsey Buckingham basement tapes included on Fleetwood Mac's Tusk, and the early Pavement singles that came out years later. Like Flies on Sherbert sank like a stone, which only added to Chilton's growing legend. Live in London was even messier. Eventually, his recordings appeared on cult collections such as Lost Decade and the well-titled Dusted in Memphis. The 1994 edition of Bach's Bottom is the best place to hear these songs, especially his eternal cry of physical love, "Take Me Home and Make Me Like It." "Free Again" is off-the-cuff country, "Bangkok" is off-the-cuff rockabilly, and the incoherent acoustic ramble "Walking Dead" is so far off the cuff it's rolling across the floor.
(www.rollingstone.com/artists/alexchilton/biography)