John Corbett is a writer, producer, and curator based in Chicago who has written extensively on jazz and improvised music. A regular contributor to DownBeat magazine, he is the author of several books, including Extended Play: Sounding Off from John Cage to Dr. Funkenstein and Microgroove: Forays Into Other Music.
Rich in insight into the music industry. . . . Corbett reminds us that the music of the '70s is not a collection of half-forgotten songs left drifting in the past. Rather, that music is an integral part of who he is, as the music we grow up with often becomes the music we grow old with as well. --PopMatters [A] thoroughly enjoyable--and gorgeously written--joy ride down his version of 1970s memory lane. . . . music lovers are sure to enjoy Corbett's delightful book about a fascinating, often misunderstood time of musical innovation. --Booklist Just as a rich gumbo benefits from the perfect combination of diverse ingredients, so does Corbett's analysis and so do the 1970s songs and performances he examines. . . . Corbett is in the upper echelon of music criticism. --Library Journal Corbett is the Carl Sagan of vinyl. Funny and irreverent, he's voyaged across the stars and the human imagination to bring us music both 'pathetic and sublime' from that most misunderstood of decades, the 1970s. --Rainn Wilson This book is a gift and a joy! My own life story comprised a tapestry of tracks that felt just like this, a mind-map of music. Corbett's journey through the universe of each song is detailed, deep, and soulful. --Neneh Cherry, singer They say that real edge never grows old. Steering back and forth between sexual and musical first times--best times!--Corbett does justice to all sorts of intensity. --Arto Lindsay, former guitarist for DNA This is a love cry. A cornucopia of zappy chapters, dedicated to the question as to what '70s music means. Deliciously nonpartisan, curious, open-eared, Corbett honors cross-pollinating musical fusions in a fleet, polymorphous prose that wears great knowledge lightly. There are bits of memoir here--but no dull autobiographical trudge. There are famous names--but deep obscurants, too. Above all: no yawnsome retreads of ye olde rock lore. It helps that Corbett's right about everything. Pick Up the Pieces is another gem in a maverick diadem. --Lars Iyer, philosopher and author of Wittgenstein Jr. and the trilogy Spurious, Dogma, and Exodus. 'Time takes a cigarette and puts it in your mouth'--Bowie croons, addressing a weary soul at the start of 'Rock 'n' Roll Suicide.' The singer/prophet/alien holds out a hand to pick YOU up. Listen! Exalt! And like a fellow space commuter, Corbett clocks the tunes and throws out lines to the untethered. Dear reader, forget your age. The 'seventies' is an abstract pattern. Doesn't matter if you were an adult, a teenager, a tot, or not yet conceived in that decade, turn-on with Corbett in this one. --Gregg Bordowitz, artist and author of Tenement and Volition Pick Up the Pieces challenges us to attempt an understanding of an era's crazy contradictions and to do so through putting on an album, preferably with friends, and letting its sounds tangle around us as we live. If only we could all describe our experiences--with music and with everything else--as perceptively as Corbett does. --Spectrum Culture