Re. SD, that’s an interesting read, DM. It makes you wonder if the snubs were because they could forsee ‘creative differences’ or if it was personal.
FM (above) and the lyrics – they’re maybe not Dylanesque, but still insightful and fun. My take is that they were written back in 70s when smooth-sounding FM stations were becoming widespread. It seems to be set in a bar/brothel where FM and good music like reggae, blues and Elvis has become just muzak to create a relaxed atmosphere. Nobody’s really listening to it – the ‘party girls’ kicking off their high-heeled sneakers really don’t care what’s on, or if it’s someone else’s favourite song… as long as it plays all night, and as long as the mood is right…. No static = no friction, no aggro with the punters, just a nice smooth encounter, apparently. So, for SD, FM radio has reduced great artists to providers of mere musical decoration, sonic wallpaper; the backdrop to brothel sex. There’s also the sound of uncertainty and foreboding in there, maybe because of what FM could mean for 70s pop – a bit like with AI, autotune etc. today.
