After her recent post about guitar hero John Sykes, The Moth had the craziest brainwave ever whilst wondering to herself for the 100th time why there were so many references to running around with ‘the boys’ in the Whitesnake album 1987, ie. Bad Boys, Children of the Night. (Besides the fact that any song about tearing your hometown a new one while out with your besties is fucking awesome.) As previously blogged, guess who was the co-writer for the whole 1987 album?? *lightbulb* A very young John Sykes who had just left THIN ‘The Boys are Back in Town’ LIZZY for Whitesnake. Whether taken to mean ‘what’s up, old friends?’ or ‘fuck you dudes, I’m in Whitesnake now!’, The Moth feels it’s safe to assume Sykes penned many references to ’the boys’ based on his time spent with Lizzy, the kings of songs featuring this topic.
Check out Sykes singing, and shredding the shit out of, ‘Bad Boys’ live.
And for fun, a great HD recording of Thin Lizzy performing ‘The Boys Are Back in Town’ with Sykes. So lucky to have these recordings from when Phil Lynott was still alive.
Anyhoo, no one couldn’t possibly know how tickled The Moth was for hours after that little connection was made. hehee. However, The Moth also knows that if only she owned vinyl or CDs by these artists, she would have likely made this connection far earlier, which is how people used to discover all kinds of awesome shit about bands they loved. MP3s are convenient, and cheap as hell compared to buying new records or CDs, allowing music that previously may have gone unheard to be accessed by nearly everyone with an internet connection. It’s hard to deny the value. However, in only discovering new music digitally, an enormous amount of pleasure is lost in following the rabbit hole of liner notes that connects one artist or band to the others we love. To say nothing of missing out on the unbeatable visual experience of staring for hours at a favourite album’s carefully commissioned artwork while listening repeatedly to said album.
Especially if you are between the ages of twelve and eighteen, and the album has naked girls on the cover. Lovehunter, anyone?
All of this to say, it might be time for The Moth to make yet another trip to her local thrift store in search of those buried vinyl treasures. Any excuse will do!
The Moth xo