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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

10 Things I Remember About Ollie Halsall On His Birthday









1.  “Olliemay not have been the best guitarist in the world, but he was certainly amongthe top two."  --John Halsey, 1997


2.  Everytime I hear a recording featuring Ollie playing that I haven’t heard before, Iwant to hear more “new” Ollie pieces.  Every time I hear Ollie playing, Iwant to listen to that piece of music over again and then again.


3.  Before we metOllie, we knew Kevin Ayers, who spoke about him so often that we felt him as aknown presence.  By the time we first knew Kevin, Ollie was anindispensible constituent ingredient in his music.  I don’t think Kevinhad any regard for anyone’s musical opinion but Ollie’s.









4. When we finally metand spent time with Ollie, we anticipated his humor (which was hilarious andconcentrated on deflating pretension), but were surprised by his courtesy,kindness, love of opera, and by his hypnotic effect on our cats, U andSanta.  Santa really loved him.


5.  Ollie’s modestyamazed me also.  I remember him dismissing some thrilling instrumentalpassages he played as merely “flypast” (the UK equivalent expression to“flyover” a la Blue Angels air shows) moments that were included as a matter ofcommercial necessity.  He was really about getting down to the heart andsoul of emotional material and all about subtlety and “touch.”








6.  I remember oncereading a quote from the normally frosty and fearsome Robert Fripp (who wasattending an Ayers/Cale/Nico/Eno show) where he called Ollie “theGuv’nor.”  Ollie certainly deserved the traditional accolade, but I wasunused to seeing Fripp so cuddly.


7.  Ollie’s enthusiasmfor New York’s subway system (which we told him we hated) was fascinating andsomewhat political. (Although he was an elite musician, he was definitely a manof the people.) 








8.  When we werenegotiating Kevin’s recording terms with CBS Records, his only non-negotiabledemand was that Ollie be included and flown over from London.  BusinessAffairs originally balked at the request but Paul Atkinson, the former Zombiesguitarist who handled A&R, agreed immediately and without hesitation.


 




9.  I remember theNew York City sessions very well and how the top local musicians who played onthe date admired Ollie and hung around when they had finished their parts sothat they could hear him record his solos.


10.   Although thesewere pre-internet days, I managed to learn about Ollie’s passing veryquickly.  A friend of his, Neil, managed a liquor store on the Upper EastSide of Manhattan near where we lived and, quite coincidentally,  Ihappened to walk into the store at a propitious moment.  The shockeventually passed, but I still feel the emptiness.  I think about Ollieevery day – mostly remembering funny things he said, including one punch line: “Yes,I buy all my shirts there.”  (I won’t bore you by explaining the joke,but it was a good one.) 







Saturday, November 12, 2011

Fool After Midnight









A wise adviser once advised me this way:

"Don’t  move your mouth 

Till you've got something to say;

Talk in the morning, but when the Moon comes up,

Take my advice boy and Keep Your Mouth Shut."








Late at night when I'm feeling Divine,

I make the same mistakes Every Time.

I make myself promises that I always forget;

I talk too much, do stupid things

I always regret.






I’m just a Fool after Midnight,

My senses fade after daylight.

I’m just a fool.







Note:  This is another in a series "illustrating" song lyrics by Kevin AyersFool After Midnight, a really magical, wistful, depressive Kevin song (I apologize for the tautology)  appeared on the Kevin Ayers/Ollie Halsall collaboration album As Close As You Think,  released on the Illuminated label in the UK in 1987. You can listen to the recording by visiting This Link and searching for the record, song and "play" button at the lower right.  As Close As You Think was recorded at the home studio of former King Crimson/Bad Company bassist Boz Burrell, and, as I hope you will hear, is delightful, but definitely more on the order of a very good demo (Kevin's a highly resourceful and sophisticated recordist) than a polished master version, which would, no doubt, have featured real drums and a fewer synthesized sounds.  I'm sorry Kevin has never revisited the song, but maybe the mood and inclination didn't last.  I post it here partly because it brings back some Fool After Midnight memories of time spent running around with with Kevin and sometimes Ollie several years earlier than the song in Manhattan, Brooklyn and on Long Island.  I hope the various King Arthur legend illustrations I have chosen suit the lyric and do not seem irrelevant or superfluous.  If they do, the song paints its own, vivid mental pictures.


ILLUSTRATION KEY:

1. Aubrey Beardsley, Merlin and Nimue, 1893.

2.  William Morris, King Arthur and Sir Lancelot,  1862.

3.  Julia Margaret Cameron, The Parting of Lancelot and Guinivere, 1874.

4.  Gustave Dore, Guinivere, 1877 (illustration to Tennyson's Idylls of the King).