Friday, January 03, 2014

Thank you. I am happy, and quite together, man.

This week, I did something that I have not done for a long time. But I don’t want to write about that, this is a family-friendly forum.

This week, I did something that I have not done for a long time. I bought a book and instead of putting it somewhere near the bottom of the pile of books awaiting my attention, I read it. The queue-jumping tome to which I allude is entitled “Shell Shocked”, and is the autobiography of Howard Kaylan. (Who he? Ed.)

One of my favourite songs of the 1960s was (and still is) “She’d Rather Be With Me”. I loved it the first time I heard it, and remember seeing the Turtles on Top of the Pops, in a film (that I cannot now find on the electric internet) that was full of joy and happiness. It is a really simple song, as most of the best pop music is. They had had an earlier hit in the UK – “Happy Together”, but “She Rather” did better in the UK, whereas “Happy Together” was their biggest hit in the USA.

Mark and Howard were first rate singers, and later appeared with Frank Zappa, and sang on lots of tracks by all sorts of rock bands. If you want to appreciate just how good Howard was, watch and listen to this, where the instrumental 
sound track has been stripped. (Go on, watch it)



I went with some friends to see them with the Mothers of Invention in Liverpool in 1970. I can recall little of it, I suspect I may have been an unwitting victim, and inhaled the smoke from narcotic substances that may have been in use among certain less respectable members of the audience. Howard remembers my being there, because he was kind enough to reply to a message I sent him some time ago, and when I mentioned that I was the one with long hair and under the influence of drugs he confessed to having had a clear recollection of that.

Before I discuss the book specifically, I need to give it some context from my perspective. I seldom read biographies or autobiographies; my preference is for fiction. I have an iconoclastic view of most of those performers of the music that makes up my record collection. I am not overly interested in their lives and deeds, much less their opinions. I occasionally watch some programme or other on the electric television where the survivors of the music scene of my youth talk about, and usually overhype their fellow travellers, and such chat normally descends into reminiscences of people who were “really amazing”, of whom no one else has ever heard. On the whole, I am glad that I remained undiscovered. I was not, contrary to rumour, invited to replace Mick Taylor when he left the Stones. I did not shag Janis Joplin, nor appear on the cover of Sgt Pepper. From here, I don’t think anything other than the anonymous hippy scene that I found myself part of would have suited me. I had a really good time, and I am pleased with the path of my existence since then.



Anyway, the book begins with a stonking introduction by Penn Jillette, and Howard’s narrative begins with the sentence “I was snorting coke on Abraham Lincoln’s desk in the White House”.

‘Shell shocked’ follows a fairly standard plan. It is largely chronological, with much of the story concentrating on the period with the Turtles and the Mothers. It is not laden with deep insights, and that is clearly not the intention. It is free from malice, and captures some of the feeling of that time. There is little psychoanalysis and it is largely unjudgemental. If he is hard on anyone, it is on himself. It is full of anecdotes with plenty of reference to sex and drugs without any unnecessary embellishment.

So far it seems as if I am unenthusiastic, but I liked it immensely. In reading it the character of those guys who I first saw over 45 years ago having such a great time singing their song shines through to the end. I think what is so cool about it is that I get no sense of hype. There is a story to be told, and those who were there will want to read it, and those of us who weren’t there but observed it will probably rejoice in seeing the protagonist survive all of the adventures and remain the same guy that started off, just wanting to play music, have a good time and be a drug crazed hippy. I feel as though I have read a story written by a friend – I think to have produced a story like that is quite an achievement.

I hope some of you read the book and, if you do, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Love and peace.

You can buy it here:


(and other places)





9 comments:

Dave said...

I have no idea what you are talking about. Now look what you've done, took my attention off the cricket and Peterson's out. What was I saying?

Vicus Scurra said...

Easy to get distracted after the third pipe, padre.

Dave said...

Are you suggesting the entire England team are abusing substances? They're certainly abusing my faith in them.

Richard said...

You auditioned for the replacement Mick Taylor gig in Amsterdam and apparently you taught Keith the riff to Gimme Shelter. But as you say, you probably couldn't remember.

Tim F said...

Well I did understand it. But while I was reading it Ballance got out. DOES HOWARD KAYLAN CARE NOTHING ABOUT THE STATE OF ENGLISH CRICKET???

Vicus Scurra said...

Richard. Audition? Me? I only respond to invitations.
It may be that the great man has a weakness, Tim. He sang some nice songs, though.

Liz said...

I am just in the process of writing a book and music related post for my own blog. Again.

I know the song "Happy Together" but prior to this afternoon, I couldn't have named the performers. Having watched that clip, I think the song is improved by the stripping out of the music. What a tremendous singer!

I love a good autobiography and as you have piqued my interest, I have added "Shell Shocked" to the wish list that I have with a certain online retailer. There are 38 books on said list so I may not get to it for a while.

Unknown said...

oh blimey, I started singing along. What a travesty, Thank you for the link and the recommendation, however. Um, apologies for a straight comment. Don't know what came over me.

Vicus Scurra said...

Be careful Liz, it has a habit of making its way up the list.

Zoe - of course you sang along with it, you have to. Probably want to dance to it to. Go on, make a video and post it.