Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Aaron Is The Mac!

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Fellow Blogcritic and all around culture maven, Aaron McMullan AKA the Duke, has a CD's worth of songs available at his site, Mondo Irlando for the musically curious and bold.

Titled 120 Removed (April Songs) it's idiosyncratic folk music, just a boy and his guitar telling stories about his life, his loves, and his hates. It's lo-fi for high brow and low brows alike with deft lyrical twists and turns. It will make you laugh out loud ("Chicks Dig Whinin'") and it will make you think ("Ballad Of The Three"). Go check it out. It's as free as a bird now.

Easy Reader tm

It's cool that Morgan Freeman won his domain name case, but how in the hell can you trademark your name? He'll always be the ultra cool Easy Reader to me no matter how many Oscars he wins.

CD Review: Esther Phillips - Jazz Moods - Hot

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Great art often comes through great pain. Imagine what it must have been like in 1949 to sing at an amateur contest at Johnny Otis’s Barrelhouse Club in Los Angeles. Just that alone would be a highlight to a young life, but when Johnny Otis then gets you a record deal and a place in his show it must have been like a bolt of lightning hitting the teenage Esther Phillips. Otis would call her Little Esther the girl singer and she would be a part of his show for several years having hits with “Double Crossing Blues” and “Mistrustin’ Blues” also. By the 1960’s she had gone out on her own where she would score the biggest hit of her career with the sublime “Release Me” after country singer Kenny Rogers rescued her finding her in a dive in Houston. The Beatles invited her to the U.K. to host her own television special after her version of “And I Love Him” became a hit. But there was a dark side to her success that would ravage and weaken her body contributing to her early departure from this mortal coil in 1984. To tell it straight, she was a junkie.

She also had one of the most distinctive voices in soul, often compared to Nina Simone and her idol Dinah Washington. It was rather nasal, yet it had a cigarette twang. Her phrasing was always on the one and her voice gave off a “don’t mess with me” authority. She was able to sing just about anything cutting blues, R&B, soul, jazz, pop, and country sides during her career. When the 1970’s rolled around she was working for Creed Taylor’s CTI under the Kudu label. This is the era that Jazz Moods – Hot documents. The 11 songs included are culled from the From A Whisper To A Scream, What A Difference A Day Makes, The Best Of Esther Phillips, and Black-Eyed Blues albums.

Esther was at the peak of her talent with choice material to sing. She brought not only her soulful voice, but also her own experience to Gil-Scot Heron’s “Home Is Where The Hatred Is”, a heroin addict’s lament. Another winner from the From A Whisper To A Scream record is “Your Love Is So Doggone Good” although I’ll admit it makes me blush with its steam. That album was nominated for a Grammy, but Esther lost out to Aretha Franklin who famously handed the statuette to Esther on air telling her that “she deserves it.” Every track is a winner on Jazz Moods – Hot, but a couple of other standouts are her version of Joe Cocker’s “Black-Eyed Blues” and her cover of a song Dinah Washington had a huge hit with in 1959; “What A Difference A Day Makes.”

The fact that she could make such enduring art while fighting a heroin addiction that probably began in her teenage years is amazing. Her own sad tragedy guarantees that her life will be romanticized and this only makes her music that much more compelling.

Monday, May 09, 2005

Not Bad

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The Soulfish wife thinks Picard is sexy, so I'm cool with looking like him when I'm 78.

Friday, May 06, 2005

Three More Worthies

I've added three more links to the Soulfish Sidebar. Drumroll please, for:

Vinyl Journey - an absolute treasure trove documenting one man's quest to digitize his record collection. MP3's and personal remembrances of the music he loves make for some of the best reading on all of the internet.

Blog To Comm - I've talked about this blog before, but I'm only now getting the energy to place a link to them permanently here. Don't let my laziness spread, go visit this awesome music blog now.

and finally a musician's blog: Boblog AKA the Bob Mould blog. Oddly enough, I've decided to put it under just the links section as Bob Mould. I don't think many folks would know it's Bob Mould related under Boblog. Suffice it to say, I'm a huge Husker Du fan.

So have some fun visiting people much more erudite than myself, just don't forget to come back and visit me again too.

CD Review: Charlie Poole And The Roots Of Country Music - You Ain't Talkin' To Me

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It was a lifetime ago when Charlie Poole and the North Carolina Ramblers entered a studio in New York City to cut some music for Columbia Records; it will be 80 years ago this July. It was such a different world with no television, central heat and air, personal computers, or wireless phones to name just a few obvious things. Records were still being cut to wax cylinders or 78’s and radio had never heard of the creeping evil called demographics. Charlie Poole was a record nut. He’d get a favorite and play it over and over, especially if there was a banjo in it. He’d been playing banjo since the age of 8 and had developed his own unique three fingered style after severely injuring a hand playing baseball. This appreciation for records and his own confidence that him and his band, the North Carolina Ramblers, could do better is what led to the group to leave their Piedmont region homes in North Carolina and travel to New York City in the hopes they would be able to make a record of their own.

It sounds incredible today, but Poole got his trio (Posey Rorer on fiddle, Norman Woodlieff guitar) an audition for Columbia A&R man-producer Frank Walker who gave them $75 to cut a record. This session from 1925 led to “Don’t Let Your Deal Go Down Blues” selling over 102,000 copies which was an extraordinary amount at a time when 20,000 sold was considered a smash hit. The same session also yielded “White House Blues”, later a staple of both Bill Monroe and The Stanley Brothers, and recently revived by John Mellencamp. Poole’s high treble voice and banjo style is just as appealing now as it obviously was then. Those 1925 sessions predated Ralph Peer’s Bristol sessions giving ample ammunition for historians and music lovers to credit Poole for the birth of country music. He’s considered by many to be the “patron saint” of country music.

Poole was also a hard drinking hell raiser which wasn’t all that uncommon for a man who worked in the mills and moonshine industries when he wasn’t entertaining people with his music and stage antics. As the liner notes from You Ain’t Talkin’ To Me by Henry “Hank” Sapoznik point out: …a Charlie Poole show was something to see. Punctuating sly twists on familiar songs with his rat-a-tat picking style, Poole would leap over chairs, turn cartwheels, clog dance on his hands, and shake up audiences with repertoire that just as surprising. Typical sets would careen from prim, cautionary heart songs to a ditty usually reserved for bawdy house anterooms to fiddle tunes to over-the-top dramatization, [and] versions of popular songs, before drawing to a close with a contemplative hymn. If that wasn’t enough to keep you amused and you decided to start talking during his show, he would shout you down with his razor sharp wit.

Poole continued to have hits with his North Carolina Ramblers even after Posey Rorer left the group. The Ramblers even expanded to a twin fiddle line-up toward the end of their recording career. But by the start of the 1930’s Poole’s recordings were not selling, but this was due more to the Great Depression than any declining quality in his work. By 1931 he was back working in the mills. He had even pawned his banjo. When it looked like he would never play music again, he was asked to come to Hollywood to provide music for a film. Poole then went on a twelve week drinking binge to celebrate which ended with his death at the age of thirty-nine. This tragedy has only solidified his legend among fans of old-time music.

The You Ain’t Talking To Me box set is arriving just in time for the annual Charlie Poole Festival held in Eden, North Carolina. It contains 43 tracks by Charlie Poole – a great representation of his craft. The material shows the range of influences on him. From the liner notes: ...Poole had a crazy-quilt repertoire. Traditional and recent ballads and tunes, slightly dusty popular songs rescued from a Victorian piano bench or learned off stray 78’s, bathetic lamentations from the Civil War era, the first winking, nudging music from vaudeville and Tin Pan Alley, heart songs, event songs – he loved them all. The box set also contains 29 tracks by other performers, many of them contemporaries, either influential to Poole or influenced by him. It’s highly recommended if you are a fan of bluegrass, folk or old Appalachian country music. Charlie Poole may have went to New York City carrying a banjo on his arm with the hopes of just making a record, but he also carried the blueprint for country music in his other arm creating a body of work now revered. He’s the country music equivalent of Robert Johnson and just like Johnson, his icon status is due to a large degree to the way he lived his life. But much more important is the actual music produced. Don’t let this deal go down without you.

New Star Wars flick

Revenge

Yeah, yeah I'm a little late in posting this link, but in case you haven't read Kevin Smith's review of Star Wars III: Revenge Of The Sith, here's the link, but I'm warning you - if you don't want spoilers, then run away. I didn't even bother to see the first two prequels to Star Wars, but it's looking like this one is a classic. I guess it's time to dust off the old light saber and get myself to a movie theater.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Unintelligible At Any Speed

A school band has been instructed to not play "Louie Louie" any longer due to its "raunchy lyrics" - sheesh, you'd think this wouldn't be happening in this day and age. "Louie Louie" is about as obscene as a Sunday School class. I wonder how many lousy hip hop songs the band is allowed to play?

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Beware The Number 616!

It turns out that the number of the beast wasn't 666 after all. My Black Sabbath and Iron Maiden albums just got a lot less scary.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Sacred Cows

It's always fun to see sacred cows go to the slaughterhouse, even when they're some of the sacred cows I love.

parody

There is a site that parodys Instapundit. Since Instapundit is part of the Rocky Top Brigade I also get dragged into the parody. Cute. It's from the Malkovich Mediator.

Monday, May 02, 2005

Goblinhaus exclusive

My pal Shrub at Goblinhaus will soon have a whole bunch of pics up from the 2005 Hauntcon held in Dallas. Here's a teaser pic of Ed Neal and Michael Berryman posing with the Goblinhaus "old hag" logo designed by super artist Kara.

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I'm sure that hanging out with such horror movies icons was a blast, but I bet Shrub and Kara are just as excited that their beloved Dallas Mavs have tied up their NBA playoff series against the Houston Rockets.

Friends Of Sound Issue 6 On The Net

My NYC connection, Chad with help from his pals, has dropped issue 6 of Friends Of Sound into the ether so be sure and check it out. Then you can always go and help a transplanted Southern boy out by buying some toys from Chad's work - Kidrobot.