Album: Love
Song: My Little Red Book
I have about 293,000 records collecting dust in my basement.* Like, vinyl. The type that spin on turntables, not to scratch out DJ riffs either. They represent many years, and several thousand dollars, of purchases prior to the popularization of the CD. And while vinyl has become somewhat in vogue recently, the price of a decent turntable, amplifier, and speakers remains prohibitive, at least for me.
Until I bought a USB turntable. Now I can make digital copies of my favorite albums. How cool is that?! It's a labor of love, to be sure, horribly time consuming, but by any measure worth the effort.
The very first record I burned was Love's debut, eponymously titled, LP. And the very first song that I burned was track 1, side 1, of that album, "My Little Red Book". The record was recorded in 1967 and is highly representative of the west coast psychedelic rock scene. Cool guitar riffs, kinda spooky verses, melodic and highly singable choruses.
In the course of researching this blog post I learned that this song was written by the kings of light 60s pop, Hal David and Burt Bacharach, and then sold to the band. Crazy.
* Slightly exaggerated.
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