Showing posts with label monks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monks. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 15, 2022

SLOW RETURN TO ABNORMALCY


Stop the presses. I got nothing tonight but a link to an LP many of you probably already have. I don't care, it also serves as a heads up that the hosting blog, Primitive Offerings, has more cool shit. But this one is essential. Black Monk Time by the Monks is oddball garage at it's finest. And by oddball I don't mean bad, they just ignored the norms and, with encouragement from their manager, let it fly. It being the freak flag. Do I have to explain everything? Shit.

Anyway, like I said, Black Monk Time is an essential LP, Primitive Offerings posted the whole LP in a zip (MediaFire, no pop-ups), blah, blah, blah. I've posted their stuff a bunch in the past, scroll down the page linked here. There's bound to be some links that are still good. Scavenge elsewhere if you must.

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Listen:
The Monks - Monk Chant mp3 at Pretty Goes with Pretty
The Monks - Black Monk Time (Full LP)
at Primitive Offerings (zip via MediaFire)
The Monks - Past posts here
(scroll down)

Sunday, December 1, 2019

IT'S CHURCH MUSIC SOMEWHERE

We're rounding the home stretch to 3000 posts here and I was getting a bit nostalgic. I thought I'd head back to old favorites and the first band that came to mind was the Monks. They've been posted here several times but some of the older links were no longer working, so an update was in order regardless. The bonus is that I found the 2006 documentary on them The Transatlantic Feedback. Pillaging the old posts I was reminded that the first bit of writing that I ever got paid for was about the Monks, on Woodstock.com of all places. If you want to read it, there's a link below, but their story is much better told at the Monks official site. I think you might get an idea of the direction they lean by some of the song titles. It's 1967, do you think Donovan is going to be singing a song called "I Hate You"? "Shut Up"? This is punk rock.Yeah baby.



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Listen:
The Monks - Monk Chant mp3 at Pretty Goes with Pretty
The Monks - Monk Time mp3
at Pretty Goes with Pretty
The Monks - I Hate You mp3
at Internet Archive
The Monks - Shut Up mp3
at Kalifontecchio
The Monks - Love Come Tumblin' Down mp3
at The Rising Storm
The Monks - Complication mp3
at Pretty Goes with Pretty
The Monks - Boys Are Boys and Girls Are Choice mp3
at Tumblr
Video:
The Monks - Boys Are Boys and Girls Are Choice (German TV)
at YouTube
The Monks - Cuckoo (German TV)
at YouTube
The Monks - Oh, How To Do Now (German TV)
at YouTube
The Monks - I Can't Get Over You (German TV)
at YouTube
The Transatlantic Feedback - Documentary
at YouTube Over two hours
Visit:
The Monks Official site
The Monks Were Manufactured Before 'N Sync Were Even Born
at Vice
I Know Just What You Kids Need
Earlier post here about the Monks

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

THANK YOU ISAK AND KARL

Twenty some odd years ago, my friend Max stopped by to have a beer and talk music, bringing with him a crappy quality video, definitely one of those recorded and duped to exhaustion. But I'd never seen it so, what the hell, right? The tape was of the Monks. Fuh huck. Instant fan. They were nuts. They looked nuts, they sounded nuts, and they acted nuts. In an unsettling to squares sort of way.

Musically, there's three things you will notice right off the bat. The electric banjo, the near absence of cymbals and snare, and that beat. That relentless, steady beat, all toms and bass drum.. That thud is menacing right where it is, it doesn't need a wall of Marshalls behind it. Their lyrics? These guys were pissed, I'll leave it at that. The band's whole story is pretty remarkable, but I'm not going to go into that. There's a few profiles linked below, if you're so inclined (and you should be). Much more thorough versions than I'm capable of.

I'm posting these because something happened that got me thinking. Remember the kid Isak, from a few weeks back, that did his class project on Moondog? His pop Espen wrote that, the other day, he was reading a bit about the Monks' Gary Burger (who passed away in March) online when Isak and his friend Karl were walking by. Karl was taken aback by a photo of the Monks, so while Isak, who is eleven years old by the way, explained to him who the Monks were, ol' man Espen dug the CD out, and played it for them. Forty minutes later they were walking around singing "Cuckoo". (Espen tells this story way better in the comments on this post).



It made me happy that, although Gary Burger had died (the third Monk to pass), here was a couple preteen kids keeping the beat alive. Not even of hipster age, and they could end up cuckooing down the hall at recess. It got me thinking that this world would benefit if all parents and children made more time for weird. Quality weirdness, often and early. How could that not open doors? But, that's the yapping of someone with no parenting experience whatsoever. Regardless, here's to parents, to kids, to roads less traveled and all that folksy jive. To Gary Burger. To the Monks. To the beat.

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Listen:
The Monks - Monk Chant mp3 at Pretty Goes With Pretty
Video:
The Monks - Complication
(German TV) at YouTube (HIGHLY recommended)
The Monks - Boys Are Boys and Girls Are Choice
(German TV) at YouTube
The Monks - Cuckoo
(German TV) at YouTube
The Monks - Oh, How To Do Now (German TV) at YouTube
The Monks - I Can't Get Over You
(German TV) at YouTube
You're A Monk, I'm a Monk, We're all Monks,
profile at YouTube
Visit:
The Monks Official site
The Monks
at Wikipedia

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

MONKS AND THE MONKS


If you've hung around here for any length of time, you know that the Monks are practically deities in these parts. Though not really Monks, their story and recordings are just the type of stuff that I eat up. I've mentioned them a few times here, and that doesn't include the first time I wrote about them elsewhere, back in the good ol' days when I used to get paid for polluting the interwebs. Where was I?...oh yeah, back in the late sixties there was a Wisconsin band that were actual Franciscan monks, called the Cords. Some of you may know of them from one of two compilations (the first "Back From the Grave" and "Garage Beat 4"). The song on both compilations was "Ghost Power" a full on stomping garage type instrumental. Listen to it. It's a great song, made even better by the day job these robed crackpots were holding down.

The Monks

Speaking of crackpots, I, of course, had to take this opportunity to slip the Monks (the non-monks Monks) in front of you, just in case you've missed them. There's a link to seven songs of theirs, and some videos, below. (Here's a shortcut.) Back to the Cords, Garage Hangover just did a post about them, with three more songs I hadn't heard, so my Cords collection just quadrupled. (Garage Hangover doesn't like direct linking, so go there to get them.)

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Listen:
The Cords at Garage Hangover - Five mp3s and bio. Garage Hangover doesn't like direct linking to mp3s so go there to get them. The version of "Ghost Power" is an 1:11 chopped version, but the YouTube link below will give you an idea of the low fi knuckleheaded unholy racket.
The Cords - Ghost Power (streaming) at YouTube
The Monks -A loaded previous post Seven Monks mp3s and several videos

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

THIS WOULD BE THE RESET BUTTON


If ever a band represented everything this humble dimension of junk favors, it is the Monks. In short, they were raw, primitive, inventive, and weird. They had their own sound, their own look, their own hair cuts, and their own reasons. They went where few of their contemporaries would; they challenged their audience. Sonically, verbally, and what-the-fuckingly. I cannot be objective. There are too many specifics to start checking them off. They stir something in me, and I'm not quite sure what it is. (If you don't know it already, I recommend familiarizing yourself with their story.)



Take a look at that video above, from a German TV. While they were doing that whacked out shit, the Dave Clark Five were doing this. The Beatles were doing Rubber Soul, Syd Barrett was doing god-knows-what, and Johnny Rotten was still in grade school. The Monks had their own world, and it included banging on guitars, fuzz, feedback, and that beat. That gloriously monotonous beat.



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Listen:
The Monks - Monk Chant mp3 at Pretty Goes With Pretty
The Monks - Oh, How To Do Now mp3 at Popop
The Monks - Shut Up mp3 at One Sweet Song
The Monks - I Hate You mp3 at Merry Swankster
The Monks - Drunken Maria mp3 at Popop
The Monks - Love Came Tumblin' Down mp3 at Gorilla vs Bear
The Monks - I Can't Get Over You mp3 at Popop
Cover:
The Gossip - Drunken Maria (streaming) at YouTube
Video:
The Monks - Complication (German TV) at YouTube (HIGHLY recommended)
The Monks - Boys Are Boys and Girls Are Choice (German TV) at YouTube
The Monks - Cuckoo (German TV) at YouTube
The Monks - Oh, How To Do Now (German TV) at YouTube
The Monks - I Can't Get Over You (German TV) at YouTube
You're A Monk, I'm a Monk, We're all Monks, profile at YouTube
Visit:
The Monks Official site
The Monks at Wikipedia
Earlier post about the Monks:
I Know Just What You Kids Need A profile of the Monks

Thursday, March 17, 2011

MOPS, MONKS, MONKEES, MOTT, GORIES


Yes Mops fans, we heard you loud and clear. You wanted more Mops. It's Mops mania. Crazy about the Mops. Hooked on Mops. Sweatin' to the Mops. Now, that's what I call Mops! Did a little more digging for stuff about them, and started thinking about other bands that had self-referential song titles. The first that came to mind were the Monkees' "(Hey, Hey) We're the Monkees," and then the Monks' "Monk Time," and Mott the Hoople's "The Ballad of Mott the Hoople." Do you see a pattern? All of those names start with "Mo". Of course, that doesn't mean shit, because the next one I thought of was the Gories' "Hey, Hey, We're the Gories." Pledge break!:

So I found a video, a clip from a Japanese movie, that has the Mops playing from the back of of a flat bed truck, ala Jerry Lee. One of the thing that sets this off in a weird way from the git-go is that the truck is parked at about a fifteen degree incline. It's a neat song, kind of reminded me of Captain Beefheart, for no particular reason.



So here's the Mops song that started a frenzy, some other Mops links, and four from the self-referential song title tangent. All unrelated killer, no unrelated filler.

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The Mops - I'm A Mops mp3 at Beware of the Blog
The Mops - Lengthy bio, by Julian Cope, at JapRockSampler
The Mops - Goiken Muyou (Iijanaika) at Crawdaddy.com
Japanese Psychedelic Music at Psych.org

The Monkees - (Hey, Hey) We're the Monkees mp3 at Lexington Rescue 1
The Monks - Monk Time mp3 at Pretty Goes With Pretty
Mott the Hoople - The Ballad of Mott the Hoople mp3 at Plain or Pan
The Gories - Hey Hey We're the Gories mp3 at Black Out Musique

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

I KNOW JUST WHAT YOU KIDS NEED.


Though an introduction to the Monks may seem a little elementary to some, it may be a good time to reflect as, alas, Monk Time may be over (in a live sense anyway). Banjo thrasher Dave Day died on January 10, after touring as recently as last fall with the band.

The piece below is old, from 2000. I was asked to write for Woodstock.com about "..music the kids like, you know, like Limp Bizkit" (this was just after the third Woodstock festival in 1999, in which Limp Bizkit were featured). My sensibilities trashed, it left no question about what to turn in as my first paid piece ever: the profile below of the Monks. The writing's pretty bad, but it was written with the expectation of being rejected (which, surprisingly, it wasn't). I haven't changed a word.

Originally posted Woodstock.com on March 20, 2000:

Drawing disbelieving stares walking down the street. Attacked on stage. Simultaneously loved and hated. Playing short stripped down songs with few lyrics and no solos delivered raw, frantic, and venomous. It was punk rock, but it wasn't the Sex Pistols in 1977. Served up in 1965, in Germany by five Americans, it was the Monks.

Starting innocently enough as a few servicemen playing music for kicks, they evolved into punk rock pioneers without even knowing it. While stationed in Germany in 1964, Gary Burger, Larry Clark, Dave Day, Roger Johnston and Eddie Shaw began playing together as the Torquays. When their commitment to the Army was over, they were convinced that there were enough venues in Germany for them to continue playing there. They were one of a hoard of bands playing the same small clubs and beer halls. But playing Stones and Beatles covers (among others) started to wear thin. Something had to change. .

A combination of unrelated variables often breeds something unique. They knew little German, so they cut lyrics to a minimum. Having met not in a club, but in the Army, they all had different musical tastes. A new sound was in order. They substituted a six-string banjo (with makeshift pickups) for one of the guitars. To sound more primitive, they stripped the drummer of his cymbals, now relegated to use only for accents. Feedback was tossed in. They concentrated less on melodies and more on the beat.

They were realistic enough to realize that life was more than love songs. They wrote a few sets worth of their own, with titles such as "Shut Up" and "I Hate You". After discarding Fried Potatoes and Molten Lead as names, they agreed upon the Monks. A Monk look was in order, so they shaved the top of their heads and wore all black, with ropes around their necks.

So they went about, playing clubs almost exclusively in Germany, with only a few dates outside the country (in Sweden). They were aggressive onstage. They caused unrest in the audience, sometimes inciting verbal and onstage attacks from both Germans and American GIs serving overseas.

They were signed to Polydor and released "Black Monk Time" (and the single "Complication" b/w Oh, How To Do Now") in 1966. Twelve demented originals, and no covers, it was the bulk of their material. Spit, rather than served, it was very unlike the hit records of the time. They continued to tour, now almost nightly, for a year and half. They were the Monks 24 hours a day. They released two more singles and bowed to pressures to conform to the mainstream, in Shaw's words "to join the rest of the human race". In 1967, before a planned tour of Hong Kong, Tokyo and other cities in the Far East, the touring took its toll. Band conflicts and infighting convinced them to throw in the towel. It was a couple of explosive years, one classic album, and then a burn out.

As rare it is, "Black Monk Time" on vinyl is now very sought after by record collectors. It was re-released in 1997, by Henry Rollins and Rick Rubin, on their Infinite Zero label. In late 1999, before a euphoric new fan base, the Monks reformed for two gigs, at Cavestomp, in New York City. (2000)

NOTE: As of 1/2007 Black Monk Time is out of print as a domestic release and is available only as an import. It can be found through a link on The Monks Official Website.