Fellow purveyors of cultural artifacts The Scrapbook posted a couple of weeks ago a great collection of 1960’s ads from arguably one of the great ‘lost’ brands of the 20th Century. Pan Am. These ads actually are in the permanent collection of MoMa, a testament to influence that Pan Am had a decades to branding and design as well as perceptions of America and America’s perception of the world. Dig a little deeper and the story becomes absolutely fascinating.
My new favourite Tumblr. Cosmic psychedelic coolness. Few of my favourites after the jump… (more…)
Here’s a fantastic flickr set uncovering the delightful world of 1960’s Advertising, US style. It’s illuminating to see the morals and attitudes of the Mad Men world so accurately reflected in these ads, it shows how well the show is researched and written, but also the almost unnerving positivity of advertising of this age. It’s pure unadulterated selling, and in it’s own way is quite a refreshing change of pace.
It’s a big collection, about 300/400, so take some time to really dig around. See some more of my favorites after the jump. (P.S if you want more of this type of stuff then head over to The Footnotes Of Mad Men – beware! Season 3 spoilers will be there for all UK followers…)
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Well Mad Men season 3 is in full swing, and the buzz (as i mentioned in a post last month) has never been greater. So it’s good news that the ratings have spiked for the show and the shows fan’s continue to help fill in the gaps of the Mad Men world, but also fill in some of the contextual gaps. This development in particular is of interest. (more…)
Andrew Andrew, those purveyors of New York cool, brightened my morning with this little clip via Twitter, all from the 1960’s.
I recently found this fantastic set of images via Flickr of Los Angeles in the 1960’s. The images are that classic mix of 1960’s America, optimistic Mad Men esq stylings (the construction projects, the building of freeways etc…) And the countercultural underbelly that was stirring across the nation (and documented here via the denziens of Sunset Strip). Love it. Take a look here.
Next up is the magic of Mark Eric. I got this album last year, available through Rev-Ola records (where i would also recommend the loveliness of Eternity’s Children, and Bergen White in particular)
So In 1968/69, while most students were either rioting in the streets, turning on and dropping out, or going underground, a foggy haze of singer songwriters and superstar troubadours were ‘getting back to the country’ Roootsiness was the new name of the game, orchestras, session musicians and teenage symphonies to god out: Earnestness; in.
Now while that made superstars of CSNY, James Taylor, Joni Mitchell and the rest of the canyon crowd, the old Hollywood hitmakers of Phil Spector, The Beach Boys (Brian Wilson was hiding in a bed by now), Curt Boecther, Gary Usher and many more found themselves on the wrong side of hip. So probably not the best time to make an album so dumbfoundly entrenched in the L.A of three years previous. But that’s what Mark Eric set out to do. A bronzed, blonde haried Surfer dude, he was actually a TV actor, magazine model and the like who had most recently starred in the Partridge Family. He obviously fancied himself as a musician (and had had one of his songs covered by the Animals) so in he went to the studio, songs in hand and crafted A Midsummers Day Dream, for me the album ends up documenting the last gasp of good vibration, surfin’ that lovin’ feelin’ California.
Because it was made so late in the day, the album has a wistfulness for the an L.A that the Eagles more successfully captured a decade later. (After The Thrill Has Gone could be it’s countryfied sister) It is unashamedly uses the old school vibes of the wrecking crew, and the wall of sound. It’s clean, it’s clear and the harmonies leap out at you throughout. But the last song is the true hum-dinger. ‘Where Do The Girls Of Summer Go’.
The Earl Palmer like drums keep the song rooted in deep harmonies, and the vibraphone over the top of the song gives it a Pet Sounds feel. Of course, the strings and horns are absoultely bang on, following the melody perfectly. His voice does struggle to meet the highest of the high notes, but every oooh and aaah harmony is perfeclty placed. But the lyrics are the killer, evoking love lost in simple terms (boy girl etc…) but putting it in context, and digging a little deeper, this becomes one the last great pean to mid 60’s California. It also helps this album was never commercially released, only adding to it’s time capsule nature. No one really heard from Mark Eric again (although he did play a gig in LA a few years ago) But wherever he ended up and whatever he did, he created an album and song, that should sit right up there with the best the City Of Angels has to offer
things to look at is a fantastic blog on modern and classic editorial design I stumbled upon. It shows how important great design is to the editorial process and how to use space to really tell a story, something that a lot of modern mass magazines seemingly have forgotten.
A few of my favourite selections…
While looking at ACL i noticed he had posted some stunning images from the LIFE archive (available via google images.) The World War II images are amazing, the colouring gives you a whole new sense of that period of time. I went diggin around the archive looking up one of my passions: the Boston Celtics and whaddya know? There is a whole set of fantastic images from the first golden age of the team (1956 – 1969) All the classic ’60’s Celtics lineup are there (Cousy, Heinshon, Russell, Havlicek etc…) in action. But what makes these shots really stand out is the unconventional shooting style the blur on the shots gives you a fantastic sense of the speed that basketball can be played at. It’s such a fluid and dynamic game. It’s been called America’s Jazz and these images go someway to explaining why that tag is bang on.
