Will Oldham, a.k.a. Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy is someone whose music I admire a lot. This track comes from his 2005 team-up with Matt Sweeney.
There are a number of reasons I particularly like this song. Firstly up is the deft fingerpicking – I wish I could execute those chord changes as cleanly when I pick up my guitar. I’m also a complete sucker for raggedly folksy harmonies too, and there are some great examples of this scattered throughout this track. Then there’s the odd-novelty value of listening to two beardy blokes singing a song from a sexually active woman’s point of view.
However, the real reason I love this track is that it reminds me of a very particular time and place, namely a trip to Queensland in 2005. I’d spent the whole day snorkelling at the Great Barrier Reef, and on the boat trip back to the mainland I was too tired to read my book, so stuck my iPod on. It was switched to shuffle, and this song popped on just as the sun started setting. What are You? has a brooding quality that perfectly matched the darkening sky as the last of the light drained away. Magical!
There are two locations where despair sets in faster and more intensely than anywhere else for me – around 3am when I can’t get to sleep, and at work meetings where all I want to do is sleep. The big question that keeps going round and round in my head is “What am I doing with my life, there has got to be a more satisfying way of earning a living than this?”
As yet no viable alternative has occurred to me, and what with the economic climate being the way it is, there is so no way I can just chuck it all in. So what sort of job would make me happy, well here’s a short list of alternative jobs I could possibly do.
Political polling pundit guy. Let’s face it what could be better than being one of these blokes. You only have to work when there’s an election on i.e. for a couple of months every four/five years. You appear on TV billed as an expert and get to say stuff like “It was the goat-fucking incident that lost David Cameron Bromsgrove North. That seat has the highest levels of public goat ownership in the UK at 74%, what was he thinking.” People nod, take your soundbites as gospel and pay you for it…sign me up now!
Fishmonger. Positives: Take home scallops, crab, sea bass and lobster every night, work with my hands, never have to look at Excel again. Negatives: I’d smell of fish.
Mundane Travel Writer. I despair at what passes for travel writing being peddled in the shops these days. You’ve got to have “an angle” e.g. the first man to climb the Himalayas by hovercraft, etc. What’s wrong with good observational travel writing with a smattering of historical and cultural colour? I’m already working on my first book, Belgium By Train, to be followed by Stuff I Thought While On Holiday In Sweden, and101 Classic Package Holidays.
Grateful Dead Archivist – actually saw this advertised a while back and it was featured on the Daily Show too. I reckon all I need to do is study for a professional archivist qualification, move to California, get my hands on a time machine, complete the application form and get an interview and the job will be mine….I think I have a shot at this one.
Professional TV Watcher. If your anything like me, you record a lot of TV shows that you never seem to get through. Well I could watch them for you, then triage your outstanding shows into A) Excellent – watch this first, B) Okay – watch when you get time and C) Shite – delete.
Now there are times when my juvenile sense of humour pays off. After all who in their right mind would shell out for an album by a band unknown to them just because the title translates as God’s Penis?
Well, me…and let me say how bloody grateful I am that I did, as Amon Düül II’s Phallus Dei acted as my gateway into the experimental sonic scene of Krautrock. From where I am today I can’t imagine my life without the kosmiche sounds of Neu!, Faust, Ash Ra Tempel, Popul Vuh or Can. Even if their music was rubbish, Amon Düül II would get into this Top 100 for that reason alone; fortunately that is not the case.
Phallus Dei contains a brooding collection of intense late-60s freak outs that instantly qualifies it as a 100% proof psychedelic classic. The band grew out of a radical Munich commune which split in two; one half went onto pursue radical politics (Amon Düül I) while the other wanted to concentrate on music (Amon Düül II). In the spirit of the times, it was of course Amon Düül I who released an album first. Amon Düül II’s Phallus Dei followed shortly afterwards.
Kannan, the opening track, contains savage pounding drums, earie percussion, mind-blowing guitar work from the godlike Chris Karrer and haunting vocal harmonies by the beautiful Renate Knaup. Also sitars. It sounded like nothing I’d ever heard before, and I wanted more of it. Fortunately there was a lot of German bands from the same period doing a lot of things I hadn’t heard before waiting to be discovered by me…God bless Amon Düül II.