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Archive for January, 2005

EVOL in action

Monday, January 31st, 2005

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One of the best things you’ll ever read about any band, but caution! may be totally incomprehensible if you know squat about Sonic.
EVOL” href=”http://vinyljourney.blogspot.com/2005/01/evol.html” target=”blank”>Vinyl Mine on Sonic Youth’s EVOL

As for me, the first time I listened to this record — it was my roommate’s very favorite album, I thought I’d give it a try — she’d gone out, I was alone in the house — Put it on the turntable real loud — It echoed down the hallway, filling the house — I made dinner — Puttered about — Loud, loud, louder — Drooooone — and — Droooooone — and after about a half hour I realized — that the same two tones had been modulating over & over — filling the old building overlooking empty Haight Street on a wet winter night — Deee-DOOOOO — Dee-DOOOOO — what the fuck? — I went into the living room — It was a goddamn lockgroove — I’d been listening to a lockgroove for how long? — Dee-DOOOOO — I let it play a little longer before I gave up.

That was one of the most unexpected, most _feeling_ moments I ever got in my listening life.

Sadly, the lockgroove is not part of the CD release; instead it fades out after a while. Worse, it’s followed by a particularly onerous “Bonus Track.” (A gift that does not give.) Can’t SY re-release this puppy and just let the lockgroove run until the CD capacity fills?

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Sonic Youth – Shadow Of A Doubt.mp3

Vinyl Mine seems to be on a roll. Jim’s s also got a mighty fine write-up on Pere Ubu’s The Modern Dance, too.

(Obligatory play on words: blur, focus, etc.)

Saturday, January 29th, 2005

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I’ve been pushing this record on my friends for a while and now Susie has taken to playing it everywhere, too. Graham Coxon’s Happiness In Magazines has finally got a US release on Astralwerks and you heard it here first that it’s going to blow up BIG. The first single, “Freakin’ Out” finds Blur’s departed guitarist mining the same US indie vein where he found the football-stadium-friendly smash hit “Song 2″ (better known to most of the world as “Woo Hoo!” and not be confused with Imperial Teen’s “Yoo Hoo!”).

A lot of the album keeps to the same “I’d rather have been in Pavement” genre, but every so often Graham gives into his Britpop jones. I predict at least two very big singles off this record — the second will be “Spectacular” — but the average radio listener probably won’t get to hear the more reflective songs, so I’m featuring one of those today.

And of course as a proud member of the magazine publishing business, I can’t help but like an album with that title.

[Soundtrack]
Graham Coxon – Are You Ready?.mp3

Graham Coxon tour schedule is on this page (below Reba McEntire)

Seeking SF-based music bloggers

Friday, January 28th, 2005

I’d be interested in chatting with music bloggers from San Francisco. I have an idea for a project, and it would also be great to have a little networking, like all those NYC bloggers do.

Give me a shout at shawn at entroporium dot com

Bigger than Elvis

Thursday, January 27th, 2005

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Susie and I finally got to see Ray last night. Despite the fact that Ray Charles is one of my favorite all-time artists, that his story is endlessly fascinating in the same way that Elvis’s is and that the movie was generally well-reviewed, I still approached seeing this with trepidation. I had a terrible feeling that the movie would end with Ray kicking heroin and playing “America The Beautiful” in front of a flag at the White House. Or some mawkish nonsense like that.

As it turned out, I was part right. Ray cold-turkeys in one of those tiresome montage scenes with obligatory writhing, followed by a scene in the Georgia legislature (with the real Julian Bond presiding) in which Ray gets his political redemption.

The movie effectively ends in the early 60s with many of Ray’s best recordings in front of him. It also neatly leaves out some of the less-great artistic choices he made later in life, like his over-over-exposure as Pepsi’s pitchman in the 80s and maybe just a little too much time hanging out with the Muppets. Weirdly, Quincy Jones turns up in the 40s as an innocent sidekick, but never turns up in the 60s when his arrangements propelled his and Ray’s careers into the stratosphere. Also, no mention whatsoever of Percy Mayfield, who may or may not have written many of Ray’s 60s hits like “Hit The Road Jack.”

It also leaves out admirable moves like his jazz albums and, yes, “God Bless America.” Can you imagine one of America’s most popular cross-boundary entertainers — Beyonce, for example — putting out country and jazz instrumental albums at the top of their popularity? That the albums are good? And actually enhance their reputation? This was Ray Charles. (If you said Shania Twain’s Bollwood album, you’d be close, but no cigar since it wasn’t released here.)

In the end, the very hugeness of the Ray Charles story proves itself too big to be captured in full in a long long long 150-minute movie. The music is well-represented — the best thing about the movie, really — but they probably could have just stuck to any particular 10-year period of his career and had a fine, fascinating movie. But overreaching seems appropriate to the subject matter.

Here are two selections from the 1950s Ray. Pre-Big Band, pre-country. Just raw unadulterated soul, baby. Check it.

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Ray Charles – A Fool For You.mp3
Ray Charles – Don’t You Know.mp3

Raider Nation

Tuesday, January 25th, 2005

DJ Food and and longtime pop provocateur Paul Morley have put together a fabulous bit of avant-garde history/historymaking: a mash-up about the history of the mash-up. 72 megabytes, but oh so worth it. Get it before the copyright police whisk it away.

DJ Food – Raiding The 20th Century (words and music expansion).mp3

Thanks to 45::RPM for pointing at this thing.

See through me

Tuesday, January 25th, 2005

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Robyn Hitchcock has rallied from some really terrible sartorial choices to pair up with Gillian Welch & David Rawlings on his new album, Spooked. It’s far from a perfect record, but the tracks that hit home are really lovely and, well, spooky.

Today’s sample is the first cut, a love song by a lonely man to his television, pulling on one of my worst fears: to reach a point in life (illness? death? business travel?) where I’m stuck with nothing to do but watch TV. This track captures the feeling; it’s funny, poignant, a little scary.

Isn’t it amazing how when you see an abandoned TV on the street that it looks defiled, like it’s somehow lost its mystique?

[Soundtrack]
Robyn Hitchcock – Television.mp3

Robyn’s spooky story about how this recording came to be:

My wife Michele turned me onto Hell Among The Yearlings and Time (The Revelator), so we were thrilled to get tickets for their London show last September. It was a brilliant affair; Gillian and David walked on stage carrying their guitars and never once used pick-ups on them. They played music that seemed to come from no particular era, but was rooted back centuries ago. The deeper your roots, the longer your branches. One of the many highlights for me was a new song called “Miss Ohio.”

Afterwards I met David in the bar and he told me that I had signed his guitar at an in-store in Boston in 1989. It transpired that they both used to come and see the Egyptians and me, way back in the 1980s. In parting, we agreed it would be great to attempt playing together, and he gave me some of their phone numbers.

A month later, someone sent a photo in to David Greenberger, who runs my web-site. It showed a beauty contest, where the new Miss Ohio was being crowned: her name was Robyn Hitchcock. Michele suggested I call Gillian and David to tell them this. I spoke to Gillian, who duly introduced “Miss Ohio” onstage in New York with this story.

Next thing they knew, they were recording together!

Next stop: Pulitzer

Saturday, January 22nd, 2005

McSweeney’s Internet Tendency: Expert Help for Your Fantasy Baseball Franchise

I’ve just discovered that I’m more widely published than I thought I was. McSweeney’s posted one of my letters!

President Goldwater

Friday, January 21st, 2005

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OK, I’m a little confused. I listened to the President’s inaugural address yesterday and it sounded eerily familiar. Sure enough, it’s a Goldwater ’64 Greatest Hits compilation!

I believe that we must look beyond the defense of freedom today to its extension tomorrow. I believe that the communism which boasts it will bury us will, instead, give way to the forces of freedom. And I can see in the distant and yet recognizable future the outlines of a world worthy of our dedication, our every risk, our every effort, our every sacrifice along the way. Yes, a world that will redeem the suffering of those who will be liberated from tyranny. I can see — and I suggest that all thoughtful men must contemplate — the flowering of an Atlantic civilization… And I can see this Atlantic civilization galvanizing and guiding emergent nations everywhere…

I would remind you that extremism in the defense of liberty is no vice. And let me remind you also that moderation in the pursuit of justice is no virtue.

…except that George had to go and get his Jesus on, enough so that it even managed to freak out Peggy Noonan. At least Goldwater managed to keep the God thing under his hat.

So if Goldwater was so easy to beat — a mere two years after the nation was brought to the brink of nuclear war — why the hell can’t anybody do anything about George? Have the nation’s hearts & minds really become immune to the Daisy Ad? Where is LBJ when we need him?

[Soundtrack]
Morrissey – America Is Not The World.mp3
Barry Goldwater accepts the Republican Presidential Nomination 1964.mp3

Four more years

Wednesday, January 19th, 2005

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To celebrate, a vision of unrest in the streets and flowers on the hillside.

May we all be safe and strong.

[Soundtrack]
Bright Eyes – Old Soul Song (For The New World Order).mp3

Dark crowded room, sirens going off

Tuesday, January 18th, 2005

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Mark and I went last night to Recombinant Labs to check out Monolake and Deadbeat. (Mark loves it when I drop his name in here.) Monolake (aka Robert Henke) is the German inventor of Ableton Live, and he does this terrifically dense rhythmic techno that still has very much a live feel to it. If you think Autechre’s Tri Repetae is the bee’s knees, you should check this one out.

The crowd loved Deadbeat’s dubby Orb thing, but thinned considerably during Monolake’s set. True, it’s not exactly good-timey stuff, but c’mon people we were at Recombinant Labs! We’re there for the challenge!

The challenge got steeper later when the police shut down the show. I heard a panicky promoter telling another panicky promoter “I can’t take the hit for this one.” Seems that somebody complained about noise, which is astonishing for a space that was a good three blocks from any residences. Hopefully this doesn’t mean the end for SF’s best experimental electronic scene.

[Soundtrack]
Monolake – Linear.mp3

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