For no discernable reason, today’s artist popped into my head after not being there for the last thirty years. (Yet again, the mysteries of the human mind have me completely baffled.)
Fabulous. However, I think it’s one of the weirdest productions I’ve ever heard on a rock album. It’s so minimally produced that you barely register that, apart from the vocals and guitar, there actually is a bass guitar on there, and some drums besides the snare which you can hear occasionally. The whole thing is ultra-minimal, but I think it suits the songs. And I like those songs. A lot.
By the way, if you want to know more about Jack Green, here’s comes the shortest biography of a musician you’ll probably ever read:
- He’s from Scotland
- He was T. Rex‘s guitarist in 1973
- He was in The Pretty Things from 1974 to 1976
- In 1978 he spent three weeks in Ritchie Blackmore‘s Rainbow (yes, three weeks)
And that’s it.
I thought that Jack Green would have been pretty much forgotten by now, being irretrievably replaced in people’s consciousness by all those fancy, sparkly, and enormously-haired rock musicians who arrived on the scene in the early 80’s and ushered in poodle rock, sweeping away anyone who wasn’t wanting A Rockin’ Good Time! or wanting to Par-tay! – but it seems that Jack isn’t totally forgotten, because someone has set up a blog called The Jack Green Appreciation Society. Sign me up.