I just learned about Wing. Holy. SHIT! Her cover of AC/DC's "Highway To Hell" rules. Tho' it's a bit pedestrian and, well, weird, at the start, all hell (ZING!) breaks loose @ 2:00 when she—I guess that is her playing—tears her Casio™ a new one.
She has a lot of other songs worth hearing also: "Mama Mia," "Single Ladies," and "Beat It." Featured in her performance of "Beat It" is her amazing hair, dig her Little Richard mullet. Also, she was "discovered" via South Park and her catalog, as of 2012, consists of NINETEEN albums!?! Nice.
Black Hat: Covalence EP (Field Hymns) I've called Nelson Bean's distinctive industrial electronic music "primordially ambient IDM" and a "locust cloud of noise." He might be responsible for my favorite local releases for two consecutive years, with this oddly shape-shifting, futuristic gem, and with 2012's excellent Spectral Disorder EP. Best track ever: "Jaune."
Dreamdecay: N V N V N V (Iron Lung) Rarely do the words "powerviolence shoegaze" accurately describe a band, but they partially do for this four-piece's disembowelingly heavy, noise-rock full-length. Best track ever: "NVUN."
Wimps: Repeat (End of Time) Sassy garage punk that doesn't make me wanna barf (rare for the "garage" prefix); highly relatable themes include sleeping in, UFOs, and being tired of your shitty job. An irrepressibly fun garbage-can romp! Play this one over and over again. Best track ever: "Nap."
The source of much of the musical excitement I had this year was a 21-year-old ATLien named Jeffrey Williams, who raps under the equally generic moniker of Young Thug, but who's made a name as anything—everything—but generic. Born the 10th of 11 siblings, Thug has a superhuman gift of standing out. Thug spent a good part of the year hanging out with a guy who tattooed a lightning-throwing ice cream cone on his face—and he was still the coldest oddball in the room. In a city where "street" and "freak" have been a winning combination since the glory days of Big Boi and Dre, Thugger Thugger is Atlanta's premier weirdo.
Without further ado,
My 10 Favorite Young Thug Songs Of 2013
I'd bet my 45 picture sleeve copy of "Tush" y'all heshers and beardos ain't EVER heard motherfuckin' ZZ Top's first 45! THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS HEAVY!!!
"Salt Lick" came out locally in Houston in 1969....WAY BEFORE they turned to shit in the '80s! I've never seen a copy, but it was their first 45. Now that I think of it, it is fucking tough to find clean copies of any ZZ Top record, like, '70s-era ZZ Top albums. WHAT GIVES?!?
“I would say the music was an outlet,” Gabrielle Kadushin, aka Gifted Gab is stirring a latte in the low light of the afternoon on Capitol Hill, telling me about the the birth of her writing and the death of her mother. With a steady voice and a piercing gaze Gab—a 22 year old rapper from the Central District—spells it out like a song. "At the time it was hard because I was sent to live with my aunt in Oklahoma, so the whole time she was sick I didn’t really get to see her. I was there when she first got sick, she was able to come and visit me maybe like one time, then after that the next time I saw her she died that night, so I didn’t get to see my Mom the whole time. So it was kinda tough, but you know I guess writing was the only way to express myself. Coming from the city to such a rural, country area where everyone had a strict Christian background it became like ‘I can’t tell you how I’m feeling because you’re not gonna like it, so I’m gonna have to write this down and hide it because if you find it you’re gonna be hella mad’.”
Gifted Gab's cadence, her swagger, exists even outside the recording booth. She's funny, confident, and doesn't miss a beat when you ask a question, and like her rhymes, there is always a dose of common sense at the punch line.
Her first EP Queen La’Chiefah saw a quiet release on bandcamp a little over a year ago. Since then it’s been easy to direct people where to go when the subject of Seattle hip-hop comes up. Her music evokes memories of the oft talked about golden-era. The hooks and chorus’ in her work are her own “I do all the singing on my songs” she proudly tells me, and about the sound and structure of her first EP she says, “It’s kind of a feeling. I understand what you mean about the 90s but nowadays it usually sounds like people are forcing it. That’s just my writing style. It don’t take me too long to write like that once I get the inspiration. I thought since it was an EP, and my first project, I thought it would be cool to have a solid six or seven songs that one could play beginning to end. It’s thirty or forty-five minutes so it doesn’t overwhelm people. I had a plan there and it seems to be working out.”
Oh, crap, Drew from Personal & The Pizzas is such a THUG! This one of the best band reviews I've ever read:
Yeah……………..Here’s my fuggin’ review;
First we’re gonna kill em
THEN! we’re gonna sue em
DONT MESS WITH THE F*CKIN’ PIZZAS, PRICK.
I CAN REED MOTHERF*CKER
I CAN REED.
I've been listening to a lot of deep synthesizer workouts lately, ideal music for over-stimulated, highly caffeinated internet work. My gateway drug was probably the Field's excellent, sludge-trance remix of Sally Shapiro's "Lives Together":
It's like driving 100 mph down the Autobahn on Codeine, no?
The other day I was hipped to a German avant
movie... uh, TELEVISION "special" commonly referred to as P2 (the name of the show was actually P Zwo, German speaking peeps—clarification help?). The show is peculiar and very typical of late '60s lysergic avant experimentation seen in many period films. My main reason for watching is, obvs, Deep Purple have a few goofy cameos where they mime three of their jams. I should note as P2 was filmed in 1969 we're watching members of the second Deep Purple line up, AKA Mark II, miming to the earlier Mark I recorded tracks. I think of the three Deep Purple clips "And The Address Is" might be the most "interesting," if you can sit through it!
I dunno what y'all think, but I think, even for all their late '60s expansive glory, the Grateful Dead's "Cream Puff War" rules ass over everything else they did.
ALSO—this post is a slight deflection from what I really wanna write about—some internet-famous woman named "Tila Tequila" and her nazi fetish and how I dated a girl once who had hidden a nazi fetish. Look, I DIDN'T KNOW nothin' about my date's "deal" till she seriously suggested I get a swastika tattooed on the underside of my wang. Y'know, like, so when I had a boner my dong would be "heil hitler-ing her!" NO SHIT!!! Uh. What in the FUCK?!? So, here ENJOY my favorite Grateful Dead jam, and a song you prolly never heard when you followed 'em on two tours through the south back in 1987...
Norton Records' Ms. Miriam Linna's cool blog, KICKSVILLE 66, is sooooo worth checking out!! I dunno why I didn't write about it sooner, 'cause her stories are GOLD?! Sadly, there ain't no recent entries; like, the last post (about seeing the Stooges in January of 1974) was from April of '10, but at some point this past weekend I got hung, fantastically, on her Flamin' Groovies entry!
In the 70's, you just couldn't trust anyone without the Groovies in their personal stash. This was understood. Flamingo and Teenage Head were absolute staples in any hard driving collection, and when Supersnazz and Sneakers were found alongside the others in any given home habitat, you knew you were in the presence of a fellow genius.
SO FUCKING TRUE; I'd say it even applies to any contemporary sussing out of ANYONE claiming to be "in the know." So, no Groovies, man, no thanks!!
Happy 81st birthday, Mr. Richard Wayne Penniman, AKA Little Richard!! As so many other rock and roll greats have now passed, I'M SO FUCKING GLAD YOU'RE STILL ALIVE! Y'all, I had a couple Little Richard's Specialty label albums/45s when I was a kid; man, I played those records till the grooves were white. He taught me how to holler with a wink AND what to expect from rock and roll. What you did for me, Richard, then AND now, I could never thank you enough!!!
Little Richard was born and raised in Macon, Georgia, and was steeped in Jesus and black gospel, but it was only after he was kicked out of his parents' house in 1948 he began performing
secular the devil's music!! He began at the Tick Tock Club and then joined a group, the Buster Brown's Orchestra, as frontman where he "officially" became known as Little Richard. In 1950, after he left Buster Brown's Orchestra, he began performing drag with vaudeville groups, but on meeting Esquerita and frequenting R&B clubs in Atlanta, he went solo. It wasn't long before he was recording R&B for Camden and then Peacock. With those labels he had some local success and a solid band, the Tempo Toppers, but ran into problems with Peacock's label boss, so he split the group. His next group, the Upsetters, he put together in 1954. It was with this group fellow R&B singer, Lloyd Price's, suggested he send a demo to Los Angeles label Specialty. Specialty bought his contract off Peacock, and after a slow start he hit, and I mean HIT, with "Tutti Frutti." It made number 2 on the R&B charts and 17 on Billboard and sold over a million copies! Everything after "Frutti" - he had a solid string of hits, integrated mixed-race audiences, alleged crazed SEX ORGIES, movie appearances, so many insane live shows—BUT, in 1957, all ended with his return to Jesus. It wasn't until 1962 at a show in the UK he returned to his devil music, by then however, he'd lost his momentum and, while still a viable prospect, his raw R&B wasn't the chart topping sound any longer. He didn't stop tho'...eventually he became a rock and roll revivalist, successfully. It was as a revivalist he remained till his retirement this past summer. God damn, what a career, what a man. His hand, or rather his HOLLER, shaped the culture we now live in. "A whop bop-a-lu a whop bam boo!!" indeed.
...happened because of this clip:
I don't usually resort to statements like this, but if you aren't smiling by the end of this video, you have ice running through your veins and are dead to me. Happy Friday!
It's Thanksgiving Day and all that, so here read THIS story about soul singer Ms. Sharon Jones and how shes whipping cancer.
"I can put on a big smile, but I'm as weak as kitten right now," she says, running a finger down the side of her bare scalp. "This is real hard."
She's had the surgery, but she's still undergoing chemo, the fights not over. Thankfully, currently, she IS winning...she's coming back.
I'd reckon we're all familiar with MOST of the soundtracks Pink Floyd :"sound tracked," right? Movies like The Committee, More, Obscured by Clouds, and (ahem) The Wizard of Oz. Well, for all their fantastic atmospheric atmosphere I think my fave track off'a ANY Pink Floyd soundtrack is "Crumbling Land" from Zabriskie Point; it's also one of my fave post Syd Barrrett PF tracks as well.
I don't think they ever sounded more like the Pretty Things as they do here.
Today is Hank Ballard's birthday. Uh, wait...so who IS Hank Ballard? Hmmm, I reckon if you didn't grow up obsessing over the '50s R&B on your turntable (like me) you might not know him. During rock & roll's formative period in the 1950s he was incredibly important and prolly best known as front man from Hank Ballard & the Midnighters; him and the Midnighter brought us "The Twist."
In 1953, Ballard joined vocal/R&B group the Royals. The Royals were already recording records ("Get It") for the Federal label, but became the Midnighters sos's not to not conflict with another popular vocal/R&B group named The "5" Royales. The next year Ballard wrote "Work With Me Annie," it went to number ONE on the R&B charts and Top 40 on the pop charts. From then on they maintained a presence in the R&B chart, occasionally pinging the pop chart too, with songs like "Annie Had a Baby," "Henry's Got Flat Feet (Can't Dance No More)," "Teardrops on Your Letter," "Finger Poppin' Time," and "Let's Go, Let's Go, Let's Go!" All their songs are classics, obvs, but it's a Midnighters' B side, "The Twist," from 1960, which was Ballard's biggest.
"The Twist" was written by Ballard and fellow Midnighter Cal Green—they nicked it from Clyde McPhatter and the Drifters' "What'cha Gonna Do." They added their own narrative and a distinct boogie woogie shuffle and it became "The Twist." Yeah, that "The Twist." However, the Midnighters didn't break huge with the track, instead Chubby Checker would take it to number one, TWICE, and change the way Americans danced to pop forever. Sadly, the group didn't have any hits after 1962 and they split in 1965. However, the group reformed in the mid '80s and continued performing till 2002. Ballard died in 2003.
Ballard did have a brief solo career after the Midnighters split. He didn't have any top tens but DAMN if his James Brown-produced album ain't fucking FIRE! Seriously, You Can't Keep a Good Man Down, tho' obviously COVERED in "James Brown," it is a great unsung funk record.
Record shows are always the best places to purchase records. The dealers/sellers a looking to SELL their gear, so they're almost always willing to make you a deal. Oh, also, like Seattle's Big Dig, the Oly show will feature DJs AND booze!
Olympia's own Rainy Day Records, now in its 40th year, is very excited to present the 6th Annual OLYMPIA RECORD SHOW this Saturday, TOMORROW, November 16th. The show will take place at the Olympia Elks Lodge (1818 4th Ave E...it shares a parking lot with Ralph's Thriftway) from 3 to 7 pm. $2 admission, full bar for 21+, featuring DJs Slimrock and Johny Baltimore. There'll be thousands of LPs and 45s for sale, CDs, tapes and more, from 40+ sellers. Anyone can come dig for killer deals in all genres, on all formats!
OK so this has been around for a hot minute, but if you haven't seen it yet, it's new to you! Isn't that what TV stations used to say when they ran reruns in the summer? Seriously though, have a nice Friday y'all. Smoke that dro, don't act like you don't know.
Novelist and former Carter: The Unstoppable Sex Machine frontperson Jim Bob's maiden single from his first new album in nearly half a decade only gets better with playcounts.
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