Dusty In Memphis [music]
The album does feature what's possibly Dusty Springfield's most famous track, 'Son of a Preacher Man'. I hadn't realised 'Breakfast in Bed' was written for Dusty either; her version's the best I've heard to date. Unlike 'The Windmills of Your Mind' which is... well, pointless, really. Noel Harrison's version is all you need. And apparently Dusty had to be coerced into singing it on this album. The producers should have trusted her instincts!
One of the things I’ve come to love about the 1960s is how it exploded with different ideas and subcultures. ‘My’ 60s will probably be very different to someone else’s 60s. Mine’s The Avengers and Motown girl groups, James Bond films, The Prisoner and chic, co-ordinated boucle suits. It’s Liz Taylor in emeralds, Nancy Sinatra in ankle boots, and everyone in Mary Quant. It’s London, it’s Liverpool. And Dusty in Memphis… despite the title and the date it was made, to me it feels like my vision of early 70s California. It’s blonde bedhead hair and golden tans in golden sunshine, denim hotpants or loose white dresses, peacock cane chairs and spider plants. Heaven to some people, and I can appreciate it from a distance, but it's not what I'm into. Does that make sense?
I listen to music while I work, because it stops me 'meerkatting' every time something noisy happens, so I'll probably listen to this album a lot more, if only to have something different going in my ears. But I doubt it'll ever become one I adore.
*19 if you include the bonus mono mixes - I've got the 2002 remaster release. There were 11 tracks on the original vinyl release, which is what I count as 'the album'.