I want to listen to the entire soundtrack from the 1967 film Privilege, a so-so, but prescient film about a British pop star as supreme marketing tool. The soundtrack was wonderful though. Patti Smith did a cover of two of the songs morphed together on her Easter album which I own. But it’s not enough, I want the whole thing which is not on CD as far as I can tell.
Buy each song separately, and download.
Where?
Have you googled the movie just to get the list of soundtrack songs?
Have you searched these songs on Buy Songs Online or Rhapsody or any of the other sources?
I have done neither. I will investigate. Thanks.
I want to hear a French girl band, called “Les Enfants du Velvet” or something similar, who did an album covering Velvet Underground songs.
Heard it in Rizzoli books 20 years ago, and not since.
Sounds, well, awesome. Did they do Lisa Says? That’s one of my favorites.
I remember that shop. Was near the Brentano’s on 5th Ave. It’s not still there, is it?
Seems like it is.
I love that song too. Gotta play my Velvet at my upcoming party.
My Rizzoli branch was in dirty punky SoHo at the time, open til 1 am. I can see from Dave’s link they’ve gone way upscale–makes me sick!!! 
I can make it, but would you invite me anyway?
The one up there has always been upscale. Everytime we went there I lived in fear that my wife would actually buy something. 
Hey, it’s the day the 60’s died.
And Roy Orbison.
Years ago Roy Orbison came to play Seattle. My wife and I wanted to see him but didn’t, figuring we’d catch him next time through. Shortly after he died. Ever since then we’ve joked that if we miss an aging musician, that we’d really like to see, they are probably going to die.
We went to see Bob Seger last night. At 62 he’s still got it and the Silver Bullet Band was absolutely amazing. I would have really regretted it if I had never seen a Seger concert.
Rock and Roll Never Forgets.
‘It was 40 years ago today, Sergeant Pepper taught the band to play…’
At least that’s what they said on the NPR today.
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/06/22/arts/music/22medress.html.
30 years since Elvis left the building.
Abby and I visite Graceland at NAUCC 2006. They still won’t let anybody go up to the second floor of the mansion. I think it’s because Elvis is still living up there.
Aye, did a couple of featurettes about him on the show this morning, played 6 of the tunes.
Learnt a lot about him.
-Only musician on a stamp.
-Only musician to be inducted into four different Halls of Fame.
-Holds the record for the most entries in the Hot 100 Chart, 154.
-Held the record for most weeks at number 1, 16.
Boyz II Men tied this record in '94 before Usher extended it to 19 in 2004.
-His estate received 110 Gold, Platinum and Multi-Platinum certifications in 1992.
The largest such presentation ever.
The Beatles are second with 41 followed by the Rolling Stones on 39.
With this factual sales-based accolade, it’s easy to see why he is the greatest recording artist of all times.
Or, simply, The King.
I’ll never understand all the hype behind Elvis. It all sounds like a big marketing gig to me, rather than good music.
I read this article earlier this week, maybe that would give some perspective. From the middle of the article:
But something changed when Elvis was carried through Memphis in the famous white hearse accompanied by 14 white limousines. The people who knew Elvis before he went in the Army in 1958 already felt the loss. For most of the rest of us, there was a whole new world to discover.
There’s something about dead rock stars that makes them more alluring, even when they’re incredibly famous to begin with.
And so, with all the media hype about the passing of Presley, there was something intriguing about it all. They started playing his old records on the radio.
And suddenly, I was left to wonder: What in God’s name did I just miss?
Elvis was like a flash of light, this jolt of mesmerizing, tantalizing, sexually charged, totally over-the-top fury from Tupelo to Memphis and beyond. My friends and I started to realize what we all had just lost.
I saved my money and I bought a compilation of his early work that contained all those amazing 1950s songs. And I bought “The Sun Sessions,” another compilation of his brilliant early work for Sun Records.
This wasn’t the fat guy from Vegas. This was arguably the most essential figure in the history of raw, stripped-down rock ‘n’ roll, sung by a guy with a voice that made my house shake. At the time, punk rock was just starting to gain huge momentum all over the nation. But punk had nothing on Elvis singing “I Got a Woman,” “Blue Suede Shoes,” “Lawdy Miss Clawdy” or “Promised Land.”
And with that discovery, there came a new awakening to all the other wonders of the 1950s. I had to own everything Buddy Holly ever recorded. I bought Everly Brothers albums and Chuck Berry albums and Little Richard albums and LPs by everyone from Carl Perkins to Ricky Nelson. And I realized that without all of them, there would have been no Rolling Stones, no electric Dylan, and certainly no Beatles.
John Lennon once said, “Before Elvis, there was nothing.” Lennon also famously said, “Elvis died (when he went) in the Army.”
Lennon was pretty close to being right on the money on both counts. Presley was never near the same after he enlisted in the Army in 1958. It wasn’t the Army that necessarily ruined him. It was what happened afterward.
So Max Roach died this morning.
He was one of the originators of the be-bop style and is probably the most important drummer in recent jazz history. He played so amazingly beautiful it uncomprehendable. Sad to see him pass on.
I really want to hear Nessun Dorma by Pavorotti