Jefferson Airplane — Lather
Album: Crown of Creation
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Total ratings: 548
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Released: 1968
Length: 2:55
Plays (last 30 days): 1
Lather was thirty years old today,
They took away all of his toys.
His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
About his old friends who'd stopped being boys.
There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three,
His leather chair waits at the bank.
And Seargent Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old,
Commanding his very own tank.
But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps,
And thrashing the air with his hands.

But wait, oh Lather's productive you know,
He produces the finest of sound,
Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
Snorting the best licks in town,
But that's all over...

Lather was thirty years old today,
And Lather came foam from his tongue.
He looked at me eyes wide and plainly said,
Is it true that I'm no longer young?
And the children call him famous,
what the old men call insane,
And sometimes he's so nameless,
That he hardly knows which game to play...
Which words to say...
And I should have told him, "No, you're not old."
And I should have let him go on...smiling...babywide.
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I was there, then. Still relevant.
Love the album and this track. Saw them back in ‘68. Awesome
For Bill I'm going 8.  Let's bring this baby up the charts.
That's the equivalent as saying all jokes and all comedians are funny and if you don't laugh it's you who is flawed. None the less, I love RP and Bill's musical esthetics as do most of the bellyachers. :-)


woodchuk wrote:
This is a great song!  The negative reviewers obviously have no appreciation for social satire (whether or not satire was intended by Grace & co.)!

  
I agree completely. It takes a sense of humor to fathom satire - obviously lacking in these people. Besides, it's a fun little song...Bill is right in ignoring the bellyaching. It's his fine station - he plays what he pleases, thank you very much.
 woodchuk wrote:
This is a great song!  The negative reviewers obviously have no appreciation for social satire (whether or not satire was intended by Grace & co.)!

 
I agree completely. It takes a sense of humor to fathom satire - obviously lacking in these people. Besides, it's a fun little song...Bill is right in ignoring the bellyaching. It's his fine station - he plays what he pleases, thank you very much.
Thanks for that!  A nice treat, first thing in the morning.

Graham
Somewhere in Kuwait
This is a great song!  The negative reviewers obviously have no appreciation for social satire (whether or not satire was intended by Grace & co.)!

                                         
                                         


                                                  "I've got a fever ... and the cure, is more nose licks."

                                                                                       
                                                                                                       - BRUCE DICKINSON 
 





More like this and less Pink Floyd, Rolling Stones and the other overplayed groups brilliant as they may be.

More new music and exploration of the less played past.
Instant, embarrassing PSD in my office.  Sorry, I love a lot of their stuff, but this is too far out, Daddy.
 boxofrain wrote:
Played forever in those days.  Young listeners wouldn't get it, but that's alright.

thanks for playing. 
 
I've enjoyed this sense those days also. You are correct ,young listeners wouldn't get it ! That's OK.
         
There's a lot of negativity about this song. I had to read it to believe it. Such literal minds. 

Maybe it would help to know this song was about Jefferson Airplane's drummer, Spencer Dryden. Grace lived with him at the time and she thought his personality was very childlike. 
I guess you had to be there.
I loved this album, they do a great version of David Crosby's "Triad" on this one
Played forever in those days.  Young listeners wouldn't get it, but that's alright.

thanks for playing. 
Man, what a turd.
Very timely song in the Land of Trumpkin.
lol.
 

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 tsali wrote:
Ah, "Lather." Ah, CROWN OF CREATION. I played this lp to death. For those too young to remember, there's no need to criticize the "old folks'" tunes, just as I won't comment on new music for which I don't care. For those of us wizened and hopefully wiser, music was part of our every breath, our every heartbeat. It was (and is) more than some faintly heard noise in the background; much, much more.Edited By tsali at 9:16 am on 7/22/2003
  
RP is great in so many ways, and the comments from real lives are sometimes strong positive extensions of the music we are all lucky enough to experience here

and if you don't like you psd it! cool : P
 
 Chrisjea wrote:
Now I know what the statement, "This is your brain on drugs" means.   Sweet baby cheezits this is awful.

 
What do you mean?  Check out these 'profound' lyrics:

"...But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
To lie about nude in the sand,
Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps,
And thrashing the air with his hands.
But wait, oh Lather's productive you know,
He produces the finest of sound,
Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
Snorting the best licks in town,..."

I think this song must have originally been titled "Blather", but it's sort of fun in a goofy way, like the space hippies on Star Trek.
I appreciate these guys for what they did to expand the boundaries of music and lyric writing and I admire their humorous approach - it sounds like Grace Slick is just having fun with this tune - but still, this just sounds oppressively dated to me.
Why are there no negative numbers for ratings?
Meh - i'd lather not!
No.
 Redpoint wrote:
Bill: "a Jefferson Airplane track you'll not hear on FM radio."
Sorry Bill, after listening to this twaddle I can't think why it would be played on ANY radio station. 

 
Actually, this did get FM play while I was growing up in the 70s...but it is a plodding downer of a song. At least it makes some sense: you can't say that for other tracks on the album. For an odder and more pointless JA song, check out "Ribumbabap Rubadubaoumoum" : skip the first 30 seconds of intro so you can hear the "vocals". The next track, "Would You Like a Snack", is even worse.

Apparently the record company let the group "experiment" with avant garde music/noodling on this album and "After Bathing At Baxter's" but JA just took its long leash and turned it into your sonic noose. {#Stop}
What the fuck?
Now I know what the statement, "This is your brain on drugs" means.   Sweet baby cheezits this is awful.
Should be followed by Spinal Tap
sounds for a while like i'm on a roller coaster
 leathepea wrote:
You know they must have been licking sheets when they did this one.
 
{#Roflol} Agree! The instrumentation jolted me out of my work because it sounded like a baby crying. Weird stuff! But one of the reasons I love RP. Where else would you hear something like this - even if the only outcome is to be able to state authoritatively "I heard it... and I hated it." {#Sick}
feckin weird, innit?
Jesus Murphy, get off the LSD.
Bill: "a Jefferson Airplane track you'll not hear on FM radio."
Sorry Bill, after listening to this twaddle I can't think why it would be played on ANY radio station. 
What the actual fuck?
More great Airplane! Thanks Bill!
One of the "heavy's" of our era.  Long live the 'late 60's and '70's!  Great music then.  Psychedelia!! 
I think this one could have been left in 1968.
As I recall this was one of the vinyl albums that had something mixed into the manufacturing process to make it a deep, solid color under a UV light. Orange, if I recall correctly.
30?  Old?  How short-sighted was that?
Fantastic to hear this song on RP!

RIP Paul Kantner and Signe Toly Anderson.
Thanks, Paul Kantner, for your vision, your passion, your bold and trippy musicianship over the years! You live on in your great legacy!
Thanks for this fine reminder of how innovative, challenging and radical Jefferson Airplane were back in the day. Even now this song has resonance, especially with all the wars being fought by men with boy's toys. The moral of the story is: if in doubt, don't let the feckers grow up. Keep them in the nursery and let the grrlz run the show :)
Wow, memories.  My older brothers/sisters played this album alot.
 steelinox51 wrote:
Hard to believe the lower rating of this classic.

 
Couldn't agree more. 
Hard to believe the lower rating of this classic.
Had to bump my rating up.  Like this whole album.
This is what makes RP the best radio on the internet: music old and new and great sound quality.
 sends chills down my spine..{#Music}
Absolutely barking.

Love it. 
It was played on midnite FM.

I first heard on cassette tapes recorded when new albums came out and sent to guys in the jungle and offshore.


One of my favorite albums based on when/where I first heard

bam23 wrote:
I cannot recall ever hearing this anywhere but on my record player, quite a long time back. Sure, it's a sort of throw-away, but I think what they were trying to do was worthy. It's absolutely of its time and not the present. This may have been the last good album they recorded.