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javelinbk · 1 year
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You’re listening to the rooftop recordings: which one are you?
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mythserene · 3 months
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Oh! Maureen! (Get Back)
Reading @m1ssunderstanding's Get Back rooftop concert post's Maureen love made me think of an adorable little Ringo moment in the Nagras. Jan 14th at Twickenham — right before the boys go play on the chains — they're doing their normal morning Stoners Circle while the sets for Magic Christian come in and pretending they're going to film a movie about drug dealers. And when Michael Lindsay-Hogg who doesn't partake but is unshakable says, “We needed one girl,” Ringo instantly responds, “Oh! Maureen!”
TONY RICHMOND: Oh, can I be a baddie? PAUL: You are the baddie. The drug— drug peddler. MICHAEL LINDSAY-HOGG [crosstalk]: Yeah, you are a baddie. You almost were a baddie on the- on the train. TONY: Before I get rid of it can I have a joint? PAUL: (cough/laugh) TONY: Can I just try it before I get rid of it? MLH: We needed one girl. RINGO: Oh! Maureen!
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retropopcult · 1 year
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The Beatles during the Get Back/Let It Be sessions, January 1969.  These photos were taken on recording day 12, after a week long break. George had briefly quit the band and after patching things up, the group had moved from Twickenham Studios to the Beatles’ own Apple Studios, in the basement of their headquarters in Savile Row, London.
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zilabee · 1 year
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Day One - 02 January
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everybody had a hard on, except for me and my monkey
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waugh-bao · 5 months
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ludmilachaibemachado · 11 months
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“During the first sessions she walked into the control room, and she said, 'Thank God it's you!' Because we'd made friends while we were doing Get Back/ Let It Be, and I was new to the band, and she was new as well. And we sort of buddied up, being the new kids on the block, as it were. She knew she had a friend in the control room."🌼🧡🌼🧡🌼
Glyn Johns about Linda during the "Red Rose Speedway" first recording session🌼
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Linda Eastman with her daughter Heather, Paul McCartney, and Glyn Johns in the Apple studios control room in the Get Back documentary🌼
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Via @maccalover66 on Instagram🌼
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dollarbin · 2 months
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Sandy Saturdays #5:
Fairport Convention's White Dress
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Sandy Denny hated her return to Fairport Convention.
By 1974 the band had cycled through about 25 increasingly Tolkienish members in 7 years (seriously, I can think of 2 drummers, one of whom was about to be replaced, 2 bass players, 3 guitarists, a fiddler/mandolin savant and about 17 lead singers; and the only two women in that mix were the only ones without giant, hairy feet).
What's more, no one in the band understood Denny's songs, most especially her own husband; I mean just look at them; do they look like who you want backing up one of the best musicians in history?
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The husband in question, Trevor Lucas, far left, was about 7 foot 6 (unlike his band mates, he obviously was not a hobbit; rather he's like a ranger that Aragorn would ditch at first chance) and knew a few guitar chords; he figured that qualified him to be Denny's producer.
What's more, Fairport in 74 wanted to rock while Sandy wanted to sway; the other band members knew Lucas couldn't produce pancakes for the breakfast table let alone a real band, so they turned away from their long term sympathetic engineer and producer, John Wood, and hired this guy instead:
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That would be Glyn Johns, who had guided both the Beatles and the Stones to just about nowhere worthwhile, and who went on to dedicate his lousy career mostly to Eric Clapton (yuck; someone get Eric's slowhand offa my throat) and, you guessed it, Stephen Stills. Both men suck. Just look at Johns and Stills hanging out with two lesser losers:
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David Crosby, second from left, is accusing Glyn, far right, of having a fake name (seriously: Glyn?) and of eating Crosby's pastrami sandwich to boot. Glyn, in turn, is pointing out that the sandwich is clearly already in Crosby's belly. Graham Nash, standing between them, is employing some of the Nonviolent Communication Techniques he has been trying to use, unsuccessfully, on his pet ferrets. And Stephen Stills? Standing at far left, he's clearly the true pastrami thief, plus he's stolen Graham's ferrets, and is opening his mouth to dissemble about it all while (covertly) passing gas.
To make matters worse for poor Sandy, when on stage Fairport Convention still rolled out the traditional rockified British folk songs that had made them all initially famous. "Forget the perfect songs you wrote on your first four records Sandy," they told her. "We need you to sing Child Ballad Number 69: The Undertaker's Loathsome Barrow, then stand aside while we lay out assorted French dances that will insure we never have a successful record; please, learn the lyrics lass."
Here's what Sandy had to say about it all afterwards:
"If I have to sing Matty Groves one more time I'll throw myself out the window."
Her quote would be funny if she'd had the life, and the band, she deserved, and had not fallen down a set of stairs to her death just a few years later.
But there is one moment in her second tenure with the band which documents the greatness of what could have been. Dave Swarbrick was capable of writing a song worthy of her voice and he did so just once in 74 with the simple and aching, White Dress.
Check it out.
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This video is a bit of the Holy Grail for Denny freaks like me: only the first minute of footage has ever emerged. Where is the rest? Happily some guy who surely lives in his mother's basement and is wondering right now when she will tell him breakfast is ready took the time to paste on still photos over the rest of the live take so we can hear everything and see how it started.
That's drummer number three in the opening shot, and Swarbrick stands behind Denny with the mandolin, grinning away at his good luck to have her singing his song. Sandy sets aside all her angst in this performance; she fills every available space with her grace and heartache.
Did Neil Young know about Denny's performance of this song before he wrote its natural sequel, Wrecking Ball, wherein his ladyfriend dons something pretty and white before they go dancing tonight? If not, Emmylou Harris certainly knew all about Sandy and the song before she sang Shakey's version. Just listen to the similar aching sway.
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I love Harris's performance here, but I get chills seeing and listening to Denny fronting the band in 74. I get a little weepy to. Denny died four years later, 46 years ago this Spring. She should be 76 years old today, singing to her grandchildren.
At least she's still singing to us.
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thegroovywitch · 1 year
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“Glyn Johns had a bit of an attitude problem”
When I was still in The Yardbirds, our producer Mickie Most would always try to get us to record all these horrible songs. He would say, “Oh, c’mon, just try it. If the song is bad we won’t release it”. And, of course it would always get released [laughs]. During one session, we were recording Ten Little Indians, which was an extremely silly song that featured a truly awful brass arrangement. In fact, the whole track sounded terrible. In a desperate attempt to salvage it, I hit upon an idea. I said, “Look, turn the tape over and employ the echo for the brass on a spare track. Then turn it back over and we’ll get the echo preceding the signal.” The result was very interesting — it made the track sound like it was going backwards.
Later, when we recorded You Shook Me, I told the engineer, Glyn Johns, that I wanted to use backwards echo on the end. He said, “Jimmy, it can’t be done”. I said “Yes, it can. I’ve already done it.” Then he began arguing, so I said, “Look, I’m the producer. I’m going to tell you what to do, and just do it.” So he grudgingly did everything I told him to, and when we were finished he started refusing to push the fader up so I could hear the result. Finally, I had to scream, “Push the bloody fader up!” And low and behold, the effect worked perfectly. When Glyn heard the result, he looked bloody ill! He just couldn’t accept that someone knew something that he didn’t know — especially a musician! The pompous git!
The funny thing is, Glyn did the next Stones album and what was on it? Backwards echo! And I’m sure he took full credit for the effect.
Glyn Johns was the engineer on the first album, and as I mentioned earlier, he had a bit of an attitude problem. I’ll tell you what he did.
He tried to hustle in on a producer’s credit. I said, “No way, I put this band together, I brought them in and directed the whole recording process, I go my own guitar sound — I’ll tell you, you haven’t got a hope in hell”. And then we wend to Eddie Kramer for the second album and Andy Johns after that. I consciously kept changing engineers because I didn’t want people to think that they were responsible for our sound. I wanted people to know it was me.
Andy Johns did that mix with me, and after we finished it, Glyn, Andy’s older brother, walked in. We were really excited and told him, “You’ve got to listen to this”. Glyn listened and just said, “Hmmph, You’ll never be able to cut it. It will never work”. And he walked out. Wrong again Glyn. He must have been seething with envy.
— Jimmy Page, Guitar World, May 1993
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cultreslut · 5 months
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herbal mixture & the groundhogs ft tony mcphee, please leave my mind, 1966
production by glyn johns, art by jp coumans
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Photos I found on omegaauctions
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lisamarie-vee · 1 year
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meadow-dusk · 1 year
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in case anyone wanted an update since what we saw in Get Back, Glyn Johns was still serving looks in 1971.
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zilabee · 1 year
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Day Ten - 16 January
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Tom Petty (thanks @muldoon85)
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Paul Simon (one night stand?)
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Art Garfunkel
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Glyn Johns
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Roy Orbison
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Jeff Lynne
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Mick Jagger
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Hotel Manager Nick from El Greco
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