Your Movements Awakened Me
:: I'd Love Making Love to You ::
:: Where It's At ::
:: Both Sides Now ::
:: It's Getting Better ::
:: Consilium ::
There was a time when, if I saw a Leonard Nimoy album in your record collection, I would have laughed at you while flashing the “Live Long and Prosper” hand-sign, you nerd. Ah, but I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now. Truth is, I’ve become completely entranced by The Way I Feel, listening to it a couple of times a week over the course of the last few months. Yeah, I know. I’m a square.
Dot Records thought they’d ride Star Trek’s wave of success by signing Nimoy to a multi-album contract for some “Mr. Spock” records. Unfortunately, the show’s success was short-lived and cancellation was imminent after his first record, so it was time to remake Nimoy into a pop star! Dot gently eased listeners into this transition with The Two Sides of Leonard Nimoy, the first side being spacey songs sung from the point of view of Mr. Spock, the second side being a menagerie of folk songs and weirdness from Leonard’s “real” side. This is the side from which the infamous, “The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins” comes, and I’m sure selections from this album are in the Record Robot future.
By the third album, The Way I Feel, the Spock persona was completely gone and Nimoy’s transformation into a fully fledged, socially-aware folker was complete. The only trace we find of Spock is a tiny, unsmiling portrait found in the upper left-hand corner of the album cover art, amongst the collage of flowers, butterflies and hippie shit. Much of this record has appeared on those “Golden Throat” compilations, and yeah maybe his voice doesn’t hit some of the notes the way it should, but I don’t think he’s too terrible of a singer. Perhaps a lot of the unintentional comedy comes out of our visualizing the over-dramatized sincerity of the songs coming from someone who is forever seared into our consciousness as a green-hued, eyebrow-raised, pointy-eared alien – with an acoustic guitar on his lap. Regardless, I’m a tin-eared sucker for this stuff, but hey, it’s hip to be square.