Nothing to do with Knitting, but remembering the wonder and outrageousness of Marc Bolan.

(Travalanche)

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Today is the birthday of the late Marc Bolan (Mark Feld, 1947-1977), the Father of Glam, and thus also partially the little rivulets that spring from this Edenic source (minor trends such as punk, metal, and even certain aspects of disco).

To create T.Rex’s highly unique sound, Bolan borrowed from his own 50s guitar influences (I hear a lot of Carl Perkins and Chuck Berry in there), played with a relentless, insistent, sugar-cereal fueled energy, then distorted in a manner much similar to what John Lennon was doing with the Plastic Ono Band at the same time. Backing him could be such interesting elements as Melotron, full string sections, saxes and Conga drums. Above this, he was a psychedelic poet of sorts (at least he fancied himself one. His stage name “Bolan” was said to be a contraction of “Bob Dylan”, whom he also adored.) And then there was the…

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