HERE'S TO THE REGULAR GUY

Photo: Jim McGuire

Just look at the photo. Cigarette in hand, customized windbreaker with initials and a PBR patch, and a little greasy kids' stuff in the hair. It's a perfect portrait of a regular guy, and that's what makes it a perfect portrait of Dave Dudley (the full size portrait can be seen here). The man who started the whole truck driving music craze. He had it down to a formula, and made good use of the truckers' vernacular. And, on one of his lesser albums, he was backed by Link Wray and the Wraymen. (Without even glancing at a resume, that rates high on the Trastos cool scale.)

As I get older, and I find my breast pockets full of pens and scraps of papers, and my clothes slowly becoming more practical, it makes me feel okay when I see a photo like the one above. There's something to be said about older people who are just...themselves.

Here's a couple tunes by Dudley, a couple videos, a Dudley bio, a truck driving music post, and a link to a great album of Nashville portraits by Jim McGuire.

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Dave Dudley - I Got Lost mp3 (right click to save) at Beware of the Blog
Dave Dudley - Two Six Packs Away mp3 (right click to save) at Rocky-52.net
Dave Dudley - Six Days on the Road video at YouTube
Dave Dudley - Truck Drivin' Son of a Gun video at YouTube
Dave Dudley bio at Beware of the Blog
A baker's dozen of trucker songs at Beware of the Blog
Nashville Portraits by Jim McGuire

AN UNLIKELY COLLABORATION

If you're a Miles Davis or John Lee Hooker completist (which I'm not) you may already have known about this one (I didn't). It's from the soundtrack to Dennis Hopper's "The Hot Spot," which features collaborations between these two giants, along with Taj Majal and Roy Rogers (not the cowboy). Leave it to Jack Nitzsche, who wrote the score and put these guys together.

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John Lee Hooker & Miles Davis - End Credits mp3 (right click to save) at When You Awake

A DEEPER SHADE OF SOUL

I always kinda dug "A Deeper Shade of Soul" by the Urban Dance Squad. It might had something to do with not knowing anything about the band, other than what I could derive from a single video. What I do remember about it was the guitarist had a Flaco Jimenez t-shirt on, which gave them a point or two on the cool scale. And I remember that the video had some guys skating in a pool (which I found odd when I learned the band was from the Netherlands). It got lumped with those laid-back groove type of songs that I don't really clamor for, but dig when I hear.

I'd thought about posting it before, but when I found the original source material at Funky 16 Corners, I found the rationale. Funky 16 Corners is a dyn-o-mite blog that you'd do well to bookmark. Larry, the host, seems like such a nice guy, it always seems like you're in his living room when you read his posts. He posted Ray Barretto's original "Deeper Shade of Soul," the source of the sample on the later not-quite-a-cover.

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Urban Dance Squad - A Deeper Shade of Soul mp3 (right click to save) at Giant Panda
Ray Barretto - A Deeper Shade of Soul mp3 (right click to save) at Funky 16 Corners

QUIEN ES MAS SKUZZY?

In the mid-80's there was a badass garage scene in San Diego, with more than a few bands that, years later, have well stood the test of time. Like scenes everywhere, there were pecking orders, and different levels of genuineness; and there were different levels of savoriness (or the lack thereof). You know, how some bands seem to be the ladies men, and some just seem to be a little more scuzzy? Back then, I saw quite a few of the bands and my general impression was always that the Gravedigger V, and later the Morlocks, were the really scuzzy ones. They just seemed to have a snottier profile, due in no small part to the lead singer of both bands, Leighton Koizumi. While some singers do a bang-up job of replicating the nuances of a garage-type attitude driven vocal, few are those who seem to be born with that type of voice. It's hard to imagine Koizumi singing anything else. So, far as it may be for me to deem any singer in a band playing music of a bygone era as the real deal, Koizumi comes damn close. And, who's to say it's a bygone era, when the Morlocks have survived, in some incarnation, roughly twenty five years?

The Morlocks have a new LP out, it's all covers of Chess artists (Howlin' Wolf, Chuck Berry, Bo Diddly, etc), and it's a kick. It seemed like reason enough to throw up a bunch of Morlocks and Gravedigger V related links. Dig in scuzzballs.

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The Morlocks - I'm a Man mp3 (right click to save) at Cover Me
(plus album givaway drawing, ends 8/31)
The Morlocks - Killing Floor mp3 (right click to save) at Buzz Bands
The Morlocks - Wake Me When I'm Dead (The Lost LP) (zip) at the Che Underground
The Gravedigger V - She Got mp3 (right click to save) at Mr. Suave
The Morlocks - Teenage Head video at YouTube
The Morlocks - Media dump of the mid-80's at the Che Underground
(3 videos, 4 live mp3s [scroll to bottom of post], and links to photo & flyer pages)
The Gravedigger V - Don't Tread On Me video at YouTube
The Morlocks - Promo clip (ca 2008) at You Tube
"The Morlocks Play the Blues" at the LA Weekly
The Morlocks at MySpace
The Morlocks at Garage Punk Hideout

USE ME X 3 (PLUS ONE STINKER)

It's just one of those songs; Bill Withers' "Use Me," that is. When you listen to it intently, it can seem to improve with repeated plays. And, once you start dissecting it and picking away the different parts going on, it becomes hard not to hear them from then on. It's really worth it, to listen to the breaks, the clavinet, the seemingly effortless vocals. That there's only four instruments on a song that sounds this full, and no electric guitar (save the bass), is really testament to the arrangement and the production as much as it is to the singer and the song. And, as in reggae, part of the experience is filling in the gaps. It really pulls you in. It's almost impossible to think of a way to improve on Withers' laid-back-yet-funky tour de force. So, why would you try?

Surprisingly, a whole lot of people have. The Giant Panther has posted three of the attempts, along with the original on their well rounded blog. First, you have to get the original. That's a given. Then, you might try Grace Jone's reggae version, recorded with help from Sly & Robbie (two session players who know a thing or two about reinterpretations.) She plays it smart, avoiding the breaks and concentrating on the song itself. Then there's another version by a band called Coolbone, that's kinda interesting; if for no other reason than because it's got some neat horns on it (though I could do without the mid-song rapping). And then, then we come to Mick Jagger, whose effort is a laughable self-caricature. It's awful. No matter how small the mp3 is, and how little hard drive space it takes up (even if it gave you more disc space), it's not worth infecting your music collection. I tried to listen to it, I really did. He gets to the end of the first line, yelping "dooo-taaay," and I just lost it. It's possibly the most misguided cover I've ever heard.

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Bill Withers - Use Me mp3 (right click title to save) at The Giant Panther
Grace Jones - Use Me mp3 (right click title to save) at The Giant Panther
Coolbone - Use Me mp3 (right click title to save) at The Giant Panther
Mick Jagger - Use Me mp3 (right click to save) at The Giant Panther

I HEARD IT THROUGH THE BASS LINE

After the last post about the origin of U Roy's "Chalice in the Palace", I thought I'd add a quick post, with the origin of the bass line to Dillinger's "Cocaine In My Brain." (I posted "Cocaine" several months ago, but I think this is the original version.) Before recording "Cocaine In My Brain," Dillinger used to toast over Peoples' Choice's "Do It Any Way You Wanna" at sound systems, hence the lifted bass line. So, there you have it.

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Dillinger - Cocaine In My Brain mp3 (right click to save) at Giant Panther
Peoples' Choice - Do It Any Way You Wanna mp3 (right click to save) at Lulu.com

DOWN THE REGGAE RABBIT HOLE

This mixed bag all started with a post on Funky 16 Colors, with Junior Murvin's original version of "Police and Thieves." Near the end of the post is a quote from Max Romeo, on the loose Lee "Scratch" Perry A&R process, using "Police and Thieves" as a reference. According to Romeo, Junior Murvin was one of many who lurked outside of Lee Perry's studio, strumming guitars and singing their songs, hoping to get noticed. It was not unusual for Perry to wander out of his studio, hear an unknown singer, and drag them immediately into the studio to cut their song, which is just what happened with Murvin. Now, that all sounds pretty cool, but when you consider that an incidental discovery became a reggae classic, it's pretty amazing. Then, following the songs lineage, you might remember that the same song, once played unassumingly outside of Perry's studio by a complete unknown, was covered by the Clash , ultimately exposing millions of rock and punk fans to it. The whole thing becomes kind of mind blowing. Even if you, like myself, have heard both versions dozens of times, it's still hard not to appreciate them more in a different context.

Doing a little more digging, I ran across a few reggae mp3s on a blog called "Streetkiss," (it's written in French, so I'm assuming it's from France). Stuck between reggae cuts was the Impressions' "Minstrels and Queens," followed by a reggae version of the same, by the Techniques, retitled "Queen Majesty." It's a great reworking, but the song really got the treatment a few years later by DJ toaster U Roy. Using the same rhythm and backing vocals used by the Techniques (though rerecorded), his version is renamed "Chalice in the Palace," (from his 1975 LP, "Dread In a Babylon"). But U Roy takes radical liberties with the song, altering the storyline to include bringing a chalice (slang for bong) to the queen. So, today I learned something. I've been listening to the U Roy version for thirty years, and never knew the origins. This would probably explain why I spend an inordinate amount of time trolling music blogs.

I decided to hunt down the Heptones' "Book of Rules,", because it's a personal favorite, one of those rare songs that would be incredibly tough to improve on. It has everything that makes the golden era of reggae so enduring; multiple layers of rhythm, a simple bass line, super smooth vocals, trodding tempo, and the textbook chunka-chunk guitar. If the true test of a good song is listening to it with your eyes closed to give it your full attention, then "Book of Rules" has passed mine, many times. Continuing a Heptones hunt, I found myself back on Streetkiss, for the Heptone's cover of Sam Cooke's "Only Sixteen," on a post that included a bunch of other great early reggae tracks, including an unreal cover of Nancy Sinatra's "Bang Bang" by Tomorrow's Children.

Though most of us cannot read French, the three part series on Street Kiss is highly recommended. It's easy enough to figure out where the author is coming from, particularly in Part One, where he seems to be writing about early sound systems, posting some early R & B that influenced the tempo and rhythms of early bluebeat and ska, with Professor Longhair (yip, yip!), Lloyd Price, Wynonie Harris and others.

Part Two, has Prince Buster, the Skatalites, the early Wailers, and the Starlites. Part Three has a great bunch, including cuts mentioned above, Alton Ellis' cover of Procol Harum's "Whiter Shade of Pale," Peter Tosh's cover of the Box Tops "The Letter" (retitled "Give Me a Ticket"), and cuts by the Sensations, more Price Buster, the Melodians and Derrick Morgan (among others). I just wish I knew French, because it looks like the guy put a lot of work into the series of posts.

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Junior Murvin - Police and Thieves mp3 at Funky 16 Corners
The Clash - Police and Thieves mp3 at Audio Muffin
The Impressions - Minstrels and Queens mp3 at Street Kiss
The Techniques - Queen Majesty mp3 at Street Kiss
U Roy - Chalice in the Palace mp3 at Flea Market Funk
Heptones - Book of Rules mp3 at Town Full of Losers
Sam Cooke - Only Sixteen mp3 at Street Kiss
The Heptones - Only Sixteen mp3 at Street Kiss
Nancy Sinatra - Bang Bang mp3 at One Sweet Song
Tomorrows Children - Bang Bang mp3 at Street Kiss
Alton Ellis - Whiter Shade of Pale mp3 at Street Kiss
Peter Tosh - Give Me a Ticket [The Letter] mp3 at Street Kiss

Reggae Culture 1: The Voice of the People at Street Kiss
Reggae Culture 2: Out of Many, One People at Street Kiss
Reggae Culture 3: People get Ready at Street Kiss

MUSIC FOR LAWNMOWERS

When I was growing up, we had to pay a penance to get to the beach. That meant that the weekends usually found my brothers and I out in the yard, mowing the lawn, clipping hedges, picking up snails (for a bounty of a penny each), and, every couple years, painting the house. My sisters would be assigned chores in the house (these were pre-women's lib days), my mom would be grocery shopping, and my dad would be working on something in the garage. My dad's radio would usually be tuned to a ball game, or a pop station (typically light pop). So, my aural associations of those days are of Jerry Coleman (Padres play-by-play), Vin Scully (likewise, Dodgers), and an amalgamation of cheesy pop. The music could be anything from Bacharach, to the Fifth Dimension, with some Herp Albert, Glen Campbell and Sergio Mendez thrown in. It took me a long time to appreciate the context of light pop, and when I finally did, I was roughly the same age as my dad during those years. (Though, I didn't fall prey to the flat top.) I don't remember if the radio in the garage ever played Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood's duets, but they were certainly the type of music that might have been played, so I'd lump them with the rest of Lawnmower Gold.

Now, as an full blown (well, maybe half-blown) adult, I have no children, no lawn, and no chores that I can't ignore. But I still have Jerry Coleman, Vin Scully and light pop. And when I hear any of the three, I can practically smell cut grass.

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Nancy and Lee - Summer Wine mp3 (right click to save) at For the Sake of the Song
Nancy & Lee - Some Velvet Morning mp3 (right click to save) at Everybody Taste
Who is Lee Hazlewood? (right click to save) at Probe is Turning on the People

PERFECTLY IMPERFECT

If you're going to get drunk and do something irrational, you couldn't do it much better than Jerry Lee Lewis. In 1976, at the age of 41, he was arrested for public drunkenness and gun possession, ordinarily a pair of offenses that would mark someone forever as an asshole. But not if you're Jerry Lee, and not if you get arrested on the grounds of Graceland. Apparently he was demanding to see Elvis. Just the thought of that makes me chuckle. Imagining Elvis peeking through the blinds, mumbling "Oohh, Priscilla, it's Jerry Lee again. This time he's got a gun... better get Red out there. Baby, why is he always acting like a nut? Priscilla,...you listening to me?" But, that's Jerry Lee. Any normal person would get locked up.

Jerry Lee Lewis is a flawed human being. That much has been established. So let's just get past the storied events of his life that make him less than perfect. More intriguing is the unapologetic, knowingly imperfect, swagger he has. He's just kept plowing through it, year after year. A few years ago, he released an album called "Last Man Standing." The title itself was like a "fuck you" to his contemporaries who had already passed (namely Elvis, Roy Orbison, Johnny Cash, and Carl Perkins). His new album is called "Mean Old Man," a title that seems pretty appropriate, and, again, unapologetic. When he decides to hang it up (like that's ever going to happen), he may have reached the point where he titles his swan song, "The Asshole." But, you know what? I love Jerry Lee Lewis, the whole package, glaring warts and all.

The first three cuts below are vintage Killer, from his early years at Sun Records. The quality of the mp3s are less than great, but that's a moot point. You really need to get a Sun collection of his. A major online retailer has a two-fer with his first album,and his first "Greatest Hits" (from his Sun years), for twelve bucks. The last track below, "Over the Rainbow" from 1980, is Jerry Lee at his absolute softest. From his mid-career, it's a beautiful "Georgia"-class track. His voice (cracking in parts), his drawl, the phrasing of his vocals, his understated solos, hell, even the slick production; everything is near perfect. It's touching, like the resignation of his fiery youth.

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Jerry Lee Lewis - Great Balls of Fire mp3 (right click to save) at Bousculade
Jerry Lee Lewis - Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On mp3 (right click to save) at On the Spur of the Moment
Jerry Lee Lewis - High School Confidential mp3 at Metal Bastard Goes Soft
Jerry Lee Lewis - Over the Rainbow mp3 (right click to save) at La Caja de Pandora
Jerry Lee Lewis' Official site
Jerry Lee Lewis at Wikipedia

HALF-ASSED DRUM CIRCLES, TAKE NOTE

There's a bunch of street musicians of all sorts in the neighborhood I live in. There's one group that plays all of the songs that I hated from the mid-seventies with about a half a dozen singers all singing at once, with relentless tamborine bashing. There's the bluegrass-ish group that have a revolving cast of surprisingly good pickers (one with "Fuck the devil" painted on his banjo. I dig that.) And then there are the percussive groups, the worst of which (gutterpunk drum circle, I'm talking to you) couldn't carry a beat in a bucket. When I walk past the latter, it just makes me think "nice try, but you need to get serious if you're going to do this" and consider what a more caring person might do. They'd load up an mp3 player with Konomo No. 1 and explain to them what it means to be really resourceful.

Konomo No. 1 take DIY to whole new level. Just about every instrument, including their microphones and amplification, were fashioned from, literally, junk. Their thumb pianos form the basis of their music, with car parts used as percussion, an carved wood microphone (amplified with the aid of an alternator magnet), a whistle here and there, some vocals over bull horns...you get the idea. All of this is played at a volume that can be heard over the traffic and noises in the urban settings that they play in. This can lead to distortion, which they embrace, partly out of necessity and partly because most of the musicians came from outlying areas and have not been exposed to slickly produced music.

It's been said that Konono No. 1's music is a primitive form of trance, but that's selling them short. The origins of trance were primitive. In other words, they're a crudely amplified version of the real deal. While it isn't the type of music that you pour over every note, when it's on for a few minutes you find yourself getting into the rhythm of whatever the hell it is that they're banging on, and groove to it as a whole.

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From their debut "Congotronics":
Konono No. 1 - Paradiso mp3 (right click to save) at FMLY
From their newest album "Assume Crash Position":
Konono No.1 – Guiyome mp3 (right click to save) at Rollo & Grady
Konono No. 1 - Fula Fula mp3 (right click to save) at Passion of the Weiss
Misc:
Konono No. 1 video at YouTube
Konono No. 1's page at Crammed Discs
Konono No. 1 page at Wikipedia
Public Service links:
Raise Hope For Congo: Learn more about conflict minerals and violence against women in the Congo
Run For Congo Women
Women For Women International

MANDATORY

I heard "Here Comes the Sun" yesterday, twice. That's a song that just sort of gets under my skin. I think it all stems from seeing some hippy playing it, sitting cross-legged in the school quad, a long time ago. It was after the sun came out, after days of rain. (I know, just fuckin' gag me.). It was that, or the whole "deeet-um-doo-ba" thing.

I've found myself in this situation before. and one song that could wipe the slate completely clean was "Rumble," by Link Wray. It worked, but that was after only hearing "Here Come the Sun" once. Last night, I added "Blue's Theme" by Davie Allan & the Arrows as a chaser, just to play it safe.

These are mandatory listening if you're not already familiar with them. Not "highly recommended" or "essential," but mandatory. And, should you find ever yourself at a party, and there's no Bluto available to work his magic, these should do the trick.

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Link Wray - Rumble mp3 (right click to save) at CoopStuff
The Link Wray Story at Perfect Sound Forever
Dave Allan and the Arrows - Blue's Theme mp4 at the Pop Sucker

NO MORE HOT DOGS

I recently came across a post on Living in Stereo, in which the author wrote about a day when he mentioned to his class of college composition students that it was Chuck Berry's 80th birthday (the post was from 2006). He was dismayed that not one of them knew who he was. It was a great post, and it got me thinking; not of Chuck Berry, but for some reason, my brother Tim and Hasil Adkins. A weird correlation, I know, but follow me here.

My brother loved to do things just to tweak a person's everyday experience. An example: one time I was in Tower Records with him, and he was an aisle over. He walked up to a total stranger, with an album picked at random, and said "You should really get this one. It's an excellent record. I think you'll like it." Of course, the person had a totally puzzled look on his face, and may have thought my brother was a kook. This didn't matter a bit to Tim. All he cared about was that the guy undoubtedly walked away wondering what the fuck that was all about.

It was when my brother's prankster switch turned on. Opportunities to change a person's preconceived notions of what's normal. Wouldn't it have been great, I thought, if Tim had the opportunity that this college teacher had? After finding out the students had no clue who Chuck Berry was, he probably would have done something like convince the impressionable students, with no knowledge of early rock n' roll, that Hasil Adkins was, in all actuality, a significant rock n' roll figure. Their ignorance essentially left them as blank canvases, and, knowing Tim, he would have taken full advantage of that. Not just to fuck with them, but to send them out into the world thinking that Hasil Adkins was the shit. Which, of course, he was. Tim convinced me of that long ago. Hasil Adkins was a significant figure, not Chuck Berry significant, but significant nonetheless.

He and I first heard about "the Haze" in the pages of Kicks magazine, which had a decent run of about thirteen years (79-92). It was crudely laid out, with the feel of a scrapbook, but with incredibly informative and often hilarious text. There were only seven issues, but they were packed. The folks that put it out, Billy Miller and Miriam Linna started a record label, Norton Records, and reissued oddball records, including Hasil Adkin's early stuff. They really had the goods (and still do). Tim bought the "Out to Hunch" LP, and was off to the races. He loved turning people onto it.

I have a picture of Hasil Adkins on my bulletin board, that was put there, conservatively, about 19 years ago, right about the time Hazemania hit Chatsworth Blvd. It was from an old Kicks magazine. Back then, I wrote "Cut yo head off" on it, because that was a line in "No More Hot Dogs," which was one of Tim's favorites, and that was a line he often repeated. Often. Oh yeah, another endearing quirk of Tim's was repeating the odd lyric, or even a line from a friend's dialog or prank phone call, out of context, and often. "Mr. Egyptian, you're a goddamn liar." "You look like a clown." "It would be an honor sir." "No Nazis in the ice cream!" "Let's go somewhere else to mix the drinks." "Pertainin' to..." "No go diggy di." He had a lot of them. And more than a few came from Hasil Adkins.

Hasil Adkins - She Said, and The Hunch mp3s at Kogar's Jungle Juice
Hasil Adkins - No More Hot Dogs mp3 (+ video) at Fuck Yeah Go Team
Hasil Adkins - The Great Lost Album at Beware of the Blog
Hasil Adkins' Official Site Hasil Adkin at Wikipedia
The Hasil Adkins Hazequarters: Interviews with Billy Miller and Miriam Linna, and Hasil Adkins
Norton Records
Norton Records at Wikipedia

THUNDER SOUL

Ever had a music teacher who cared? I did. In Junior High, Mr. Wells told the class that there was a new band that he had read about, called Blood, Sweat & Tears. He then played the LP for the class, pointing out different parts that he thought were of note. In a matter of months, every kid in that class would be saturated with the music he played, courtesy of Top 40 stations that ended up playing them relentlessly. But he taught an important lesson that day; he taught us how to really listen to music. That said, he wasn't unique. There are music teachers everywhere who perform at all different levels of giving a shit. Some really, really give a shit. Conrad Johnson was like that.

Conrad Johnson was not really just a music teacher. To hard core funk fiends he's known as the teacher who catalyzed the Kashmere Stage Band, transforming them from a ordinary high school band into a world class funk powerhouse. He taught them to play, took them into the studio, and produced their (now highly collectible) eight LPs and three 45s. Between 1969 and 1977, they won 42 out of 46 band competitions. In recent years, their music has been sampled and reissued, elevating the once tightly guarded DJ secret to legendary status. Today, many of the former members are still professional musicians. That's a music teacher who cares.

If you have any doubts that their music merits attention, wait until you hear them. Below are links to three pages, with a song on each. "Kashmere," an original, is the bands signature song. "Thank You" is a Sly cover, and "Take Five," is an awesome reworking of the Dave Brubeck hit. (Really, though, I recommend getting the two disc compilation "Texas Thunder Soul 1968 - 1974.") The other links are worthwhile too, all of them. Dig in.

Kashmere Stage Band - Kashmere mp3 atMotel de Moka
Kashmere Stage Band - Thank You mp3 at LifeSignsProject
Kashmere Stage Band - Take Five mp3 at CarlSandburgVisits
Kashmere Stage Band Movie Premiere Reunion story and video at Soul Sides
Thunder Soul, the movie, official web site
High Resolution image of the movie poster

Kashmere: A High School Band's Staying Power at NPR.org
Kashmere Retakes the Stage, article about a 2008 benefit reunion at the Houston Chronicle
Conrad Johnson's Obituary at Stones Throw
Kashmere Stage Band discography

BACK, BY NO DEMAND!

Just what you wanted, right? More half baked soul from Wayne Cochran. I give him credit. He tried. And there wasn't anyone quite like him..but, gawd...

Wayne Cochran and the C.C. Riders - Sleepless Nights, Going Back to Miami, and Harlem Shuffle mp3s and a video at Aquarium Drunkard (NOTE: Right click on song titles to save)
Earlier post with more Wayne Cochran here

HERE'S SOME EARLY REGGAE

For the past 40-plus years, UK label Trojan Records has licensed reggae from Jamaican labels, re-releasing them occasionally in their original version, sometimes with overdubs, and quite often in compilations. The results have been mixed (particularly the overdubbed records), but chances are, if you lived in the UK, and you were/are into reggae, Trojan product has crept into your crates.

The Trojan Story was a 1972 three LP set that traced the years from 1961-1971, which is a great time span if you're at all into hearing the development of pre-roots reggae. For instance, the first cut, Laurel Aitken and the Carib Beats' cover of "Bartender" (1961), is a great example of how early ska adopted rhythms from R&B, particularly New Orleans style R&B. It's a pity that there isn't a compilation putting together the early pre-reggae sound system selections, because that was a whole other ball game. Operators would travel to the states and bring back obscure jazz and R&B records in order to have them as exclusives, featuring them at their outdoor dances (but not before scratching out the artist and title). This was serious stuff, with each sound system employing spies, enforcers, and sometimes gangs to disrupt other sound systems' dances.

Back to the set in question: Dinosaur Gardens posted the entirety of the 48 song Trojan Story, in individual mp3s, each listed with the year of release. These were posted in 2008, but the links are still live, so dig in. Oh, and another thing. The Infinite Wheel link below is a definite go-to link if you ever wanted to fuck around with dub, but didn't want to commit to a career change. There's a lot of exploring to do there. Just click away; after you learn the label-less navigation, it's really a hoot.

The Trojan Story, 48 reggae mp3s at Dinosaur Gardens
Trojan Records site
Jamaican Label Art, a comprehensive gallery of Jamaican reggae record labels
Infinite Wheel's Dub Selector, the ultimate time suck for wanna be dub mixers

"OH, HOW DELICIOUSLY DANGEROUS"

You know how, a few years ago, you started seeing well-off middle aged women with their highlighted shag Quatro-cuts, and their accessorizing (pre-fab distressed jeans, scarfs, boots, etc.) and you're sure they think that they're pulling it off? (There's a male version of the poseur-rocker too, usually with a Harley or something suitably "dangerous.") Imagine that same brand of clueless-ness, in the mid-sixties when they find out that that crazy Campbell soup artist is staging a happening, with droning music, a weird light show and dancers with whips.

At the time, Andy Warhol's Exploding Plastic Inevitable probably seemed like the hippest, "let's be daring" thing going. Today, it's interesting in an anthropological sense, but not nearly as threatening. Granted, there had to have been some genuine freaks at the shows, you know that with Warhol's name attached to it, there were more than a few rich wives and their "not-so-sure-about-this" husbands. This is all just speculation (because, to be honest, I'm too lazy to research), but I'm willing to bet that Warhol's crew of crazy kids (Velvet Underground , et al) genuinely thought this was some sort of mind expanding freakout statement. And Warhol may well have been laughing all the way to the bank. Even if he didn't make much on the actual shows, it paid dividends in what it did for his brand/image, and that's gotta add to the value of traded art.

Whatever, we still look to it as a reference point. And it's thirteen minutes of some noisy-ass shit.

Andy Warhol's Exploding Plastic Inevitable with The Velvet Underground at UbuWeb (1966) VIDEO
Two more clips! at Plaztikmag (1967) VIDEO

THE SLITS LIVE 2010

If you would have told me thirty years ago that I'd be posting a link to a legal download of a May 2010 live set by the Slits, recorded at a festival in Barcelona, I would have asked if people got there in flying cars and jet packs. Seriously, it seems so odd to even be mentioning the Slits long after they were the goofy kid sisters of the UK punk scene. But, listening to the between song comments of this set, they still seem like goofy kid sisters. And therein, to me, lies the appeal.

I found the link to the set on WFMU's Beware of the Blog, always a deep well of esoteric shit. They posted the set, among others, on the Free Music Archive, a site with legal downloads of all sorts of oddball acts, including one by the Almighty Defenders, a stuporgroup made up of Black Lips, King Khan & BBQ (which gives me the excuse I've been waiting for to post the photo below of the Black Lips in North Ocean Beach, significant only because I pass by that very spot every night on my way to a swim).

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The Slits, Live at the Primavera Sound Festival
The Almighty Defenders, Live at the Primavera Sound Festival
The Free Music Archive

RIGHT PLACE, WRONG TIME

One thing that continually amazes me, because I'm of the pre-internet generation, is the ability to find people with like tastes, halfway across the world. There are a few blogs that I always check out, and two I link to quite often are Diddy Wah (UK) and Spread the Good Word (France). The hosts of these two sites seem to have tastes parallel to mine, which means that I'm constantly finding stuff that, for one reason or another, I've never added to my physical music stash (not to mention, getting turned onto stuff I've never heard).

"Right Place, Wrong Time" is one that I've always loved. A hit for Dr. John in the seventies, it's probably his best known song, and, as far as I know, the only one to chart. The fact that it did is kind of amazing in itself. The intro is killer, with a clavinet (I think) starting for a couple measures, followed by the drums and horns, then the bass and congas, and finally the guitar. An excellent cut of funky seventies New Orleans gumbo. Turn it up, loud and crank up the bass!

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Dr. John - Right Place, Wrong Time, and I Been Hoodood mp3s at Diddy Wah
The Meters - Right Place, Wrong Time mp3 (+ 2 others) at Ear Hole
Jon Spencer Blues Explosion - Right Place, Wrong Time at Soundtracks.cz

SURF MUSIC FOR KILLJOYS

"...summer is ruined. Now you have to share your summer vacation with everybody. I hate to share my time with working slobs. Summer has had it. You have to share it with everyone else. Now I hate summer: for four months out of the year now, I have to sweat it out.” ~ Miki Dora

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The Belairs - Mr. Moto mp3 at Snuhthing Anything
The Pyramids - Penetration mp3 at Snuhthing Anything
Dick Dale and the Deltones - Miserlou mp3 at Snuhthing Anything
Dick Dale and the Deltones - Let's Go Trippin' mp3 at Snuhthing Anything
The Sentinals - Latinia, Tor-Chula, Exotic, The Bee mp3s at Rock n' Roll Ichiban
The Chantays - Pipeline mp3 at Everybody Taste
The Lively Ones - Surf Rider mp3 at Snuhthing Anything
Video:
Dick Dale and the Deltones - Miserlou, from a "A Swinging Affair" (1963) at YouTube
The Chantays - Pipeline, from the Lawrence Welk Show (1963), at YouTube
The Ventures - Diamond Head and Caravan, from Shindig (1965) at YouTube
Dick Dale's advice for up and coming musicians, at YouTube

EARLY TOM WAITS: LIVE

Above photo by Virginia Curtiss (1974)

Back when I was in high school, I had a buddy whose Dad was really into folk music. For a few years running, he'd pile his son, me and my brother, into his car and take us out to the San Diego Folk Festival. I don't have many memories from the shows we attended, but I do remember that it was the first time I'd heard of Lou Curtiss and his record shop, Folk Arts (then at the end of India St., where Gellato Vera is now). To those not from the San Diego area, Lou Curtiss is probably not a familiar name. But, if you lived here, you'd likely know that he's been championing roots music for a long, long time. He opened his record store and organized the first San Diego Folk Festival in 1967, and just kept going. He later helped book music for the early Adams Avenue Street Fairs and, after that, the Adams Avenue Roots Festival. He writes a column for The Troubadour, and has a radio show, "Jazz Roots," on the local jazz station (heard live on 88.3 FM and online, Sundays from 8:00 to 10:00 Pacific Time). All this and he's an active archivist and researcher for the Smithsonian and Library of Congress.

Folk Arts was, and still is, a magnet for those looking for out-of-print recordings. Shop visitors run the gamut; past customers include Muddy Waters, Horace Silver, R. Crumb, Joan Baez, and local boy-done-good Tom Waits. Waits, a store regular back in the day, said of his friend, “Lou Curtiss is a heroic curmudgeon, entrepreneur and keeper of the flame.” Which brings us to the impetus for this post. When I ran into a post on Captains Dead, with Tom Waits from the 1974 Folk Festival, I had to post a link, for a few reasons. The fact that this is early Waits, without a full band, accompanying himself on guitar and piano, was reason enough. Then, there's chatter between songs, which is really, really, funny in places. And the excellent quality of the recordings didn't hurt. The big reason, though, was to publicly thank Curtiss, for doing what he does, humbly, and without tooting his own horn, for so many years. He's every music lover's cool older brother. The man is a local treasure.

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Tom Waits at the 1974 San Diego Folk Festival at Captain's Dead NOTE: As of 11/8/11 these links are dead, but the ones on the link below are still live:
Another live Tom Waits set from 1979, 20 mp3's at Captain's Dead (Right click song titles to download)
Folk Arts Rare Records, Curtiss' record store
The 4th annual SD Folk Festival mp3s at Folk Arts, Sam Chatman, Sam Hinton, Merle Travis and others
Samples from the Lou Curtiss Sound Library
"Lou Curtiss keeps American roots music alive here" at SignOnSanDiego

Above photo of Tom Waits by Virginia Curtiss (1974)