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RIP,82 year’s old
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RIP,82 year’s old
Is the word “genius” justified in this case? I reckon so.
RIP
Definitely!Quote:
Originally Posted by the other bob wilson
RIP
As said a “Genius” and Musical Giant
One of the very few musicians where this genuinely applies without question.Quote:
Originally Posted by the other bob wilson
AgreeQuote:
Originally Posted by Bobby Dandruff
Pet Sounds is genuinely one of the greatest albums of all time.
Phenomenal band, and a troubled genius
Most definitely.Quote:
Originally Posted by the other bob wilson
Wilson – who died yesterday at the age of 82 – enjoyed magnificent highs and awful lows in his lifetime, but his moment in the sun was scorching. A composer, arranger, songwriter and singer, he was a bona fide genius, writing some of the sunniest and saddest pop music the world has ever known. There can’t be a musician in existence who doesn’t long to match the brilliance Wilson achieved while still in his teens and early twenties.
Throughout the Sixties, he and his fellow Beach Boys – his brothers Carl and Dennis, his cousin Mike Love and their friend Al Jardine – composed songs that perfectly encapsulated the innocence and optimism of California: “Good Vibrations”, “Fun, Fun, Fun”, “Surfin’ USA”, “Barbara Ann” and “I Get Around”. If you want to know why Pet Sounds – conceived partly as a response to The Beatles’ Rubber Soul – is deemed the greatest of all pop albums, just look at its run of songs: “Wouldn’t It Be Nice”, “Don’t Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)”, “Sloop John B”, “God Only Knows”, “Caroline No” and the eerily prescient “I Just Wasn’t Made for These Times”. That last song encapsulates what the world came to know about Wilson: musically, he existed in a higher realm, yet spiritually, he simply couldn’t find peace.
In 1964, Wilson had his first breakdown on a flight to a show in Houston. After that, he stopped performing live and retreated to the relative safety of the recording studio, leaving Dennis, Carl and Mike to keep up the band’s public profile on tour. It wasn’t until he set about writing Smile, the much-anticipated follow-up to Pet Sounds, that his demons, and the pressure of his talent, began to get the better of him. He had a grand piano placed in a specially built sandpit in his living room so he could feel the beach beneath his feet. Later, he set a fire in a bucket in the studio so that the musicians could draw inspiration from the smoke. Eventually, Wilson pulled the plug, Smile was canned, and he withdrew from public life.