The Beatles

Dekay I believe George DID play it on the White Album and Clapton played it on "All Things Must Pass" album, George's first solo. And Shubertmaniac right, you can't get the spelling right which means you've probably unscrewed too many bottles of Boone's Farm. You might want to ease up a bit on the pedal before you crash at 100 mph in that imaginary 63 Plymouth Furies with 383 dual quads in a summer of '65 that never existed but in your head. And by the way, if you can't note certain similarities, Bruckner DID worship Wagner. But thanks anyhow for the discourse and opening the thread. And safe driving.

But then again, so was my wife's ex. Ralph the loser.

What band was Clapton playing with when he played on "All Things Must Pass? Blind Faith? The only song that I remember from All Things is "I am Jeep" which i liked, I never owned the album. Also in regard to Harrison is anyone familiar with the little joke George played on Apple Records, when he was at odds with Apple, with Darkhorse Records and George aka Harry Georgeson playing guitar on the label (Darkhorse) against his contract with Apple. He also picked two guys up off the street that when they sang together sounded like George. Apple could not prove that he wrote and played guitar on the songs, nor could they use a voice print because it was not George doing the singing.

Tubegroover, Bruckner DID worship Wagner and even dedicated a symphony to him but did he emulate him musically??? Not really; even if thought he himself did; time suggests that he did not and really followed in line more with Beethoven/Schubert; his diatonic structure really suggests a more classical/early romantic form.

shubertmaniac; so they let 3-year-olds drive in ny during the mid-60's? i remember listening to kvod back in '64, driving down dark dirty streets, trying to pick up some college girls. shubert comes on while, with windows down, we pull up to a whole suburban full of hot pi phi's. at our urging they roll their windows down while i do the same, accidently hitting the radio's volume knob, allowing my favorite strains of the trout quintet to flow loudly through my 2 1/2 speaker system. not 30 seconds go by and, as if planned, the 9 of 'em strain to get their respective heads out the windows to hurl their guts out. i drive away quickly, changing stations and hit on kcfr. bruckner's playing, still real loud, as we pass by a bunch of skinhead precursors and they look right at me giving the hitler salute and yelling "sieg heil." my head's spinning now as i ,out-of-control, slam into a hundred-year-old white oak. three months later i start to come outta my coma. i feel ok but the neurologist tells me i've lost 3/4 of my cerebrum. eight months later i can function again, well sorta, but find i suffer from a wierd manifestation of my brain loss: all i can stand to listen to now is shubert and bruckner. girls won't come near me but, hey, i don't care 'cuz i know, even with only a quarter of my brain, i can still comprehend the real meaning of rock 'n roll, even tho i'm incapable of doing it myself.