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Aksak Maboul's late seventies recordings were massively ahead of their time. Touching on elements of ambient way before Alex Paterson had even handing in his doctorate forms. This is from their first LP Onze Danses Pour Combattre La Migraine.... which in English translates as something like 11 Dances To Fight Headaches. 2 guys from Belgium making incredibly loose, light, textured soundscapes. Some of their later stuff is far more chaotic but this just ambles by....... layer upon layer of analog melodies appearing, disappearing, and reappearing, eventually waking itself up, and then stumbling into the next room where violin and guitar battle each other in a Zappa-esque sound collage. Thank you Belgium.... Aksak Maboul and Duvel. An brilliantly hazy way to lose an afternoon.
Would you smash it? Hanging out the back of it with that tribe where the women all look like Janelle Monae, I bet. On this week’s podcast we have *dramatic drawn out pause for tension building effect that could possibly go on uncomfortably too long* …songs. We got ‘em from Hips Like Cinderella, The Meters, Yuck, High Highs and more, of course there is more.
Tracklisting
10cc - Worst band in the World
Hips Like Cinderella - Short Hair
Moscow Olympics - Carolyn
High Highs - Flowers Bloom
Yuck - Coconut Bible
The Meters - Handclapping Song
Jalwal, Annie & Geerasak - Klug Tum La
The Pop Group - She Is Beyond Good and Evil
Sun City Girls - The Imam
Mood Rings - Year of Dreams
Indian Jewelry - Pompeii
Ravens & Chimes - Past Lives
I could listen to the Four Tops 'Reach Out, I'll Be There'on constant rotation, and have done, it's embedded in my brain, like Alex the Kidd on the Master System it’s in-built to a billion brains. Even if you can't put your finger on the band, the name or the song, it is a track that seems that it'll always be there, an olive branch of a song. The lyrics uplifting, it has a hymn like quality in its unbounded positive joy and an understanding of how, no matter how trivial your problem there is somewhere there to understand and see you through.
On this cover, Lee Moses eliminates the words and barbershop gospel of The Four Tops, but the sentiment and the uplift remain. Like a phantom limb you can still feel the voices and words, even in the background in the furthest corner of the song a faint 'reach out for meeee' creeps through, as if the words are too strong to hold down and contain, like they've kidnapped The Four Tops and they're singing through a hanky in the boot.
The band are ropey, they're teetering on the edge of being terrible; instead they sound human, they're not The Meters (no one is), the guitar sounds like it's soap in the players hand, as he tries to frantically keep in time and falling out of tune, the Hammond player could've been snatched from a fun fair giving an sinister tone to the song, 'reach out I’ll be there... hiding in your wardrobe'. But it's those drums, those killer breaks that keep it together, seemingly (maybe deceptively) straight forward, they echo, resonate, far too irresistible for your feet to ignore.
Lee Moses - Reach Out I'll Be There has been re-issued by Jazzman Records, one of the finest reissuers around, pick it up on 45rpm's at boomkat here
My daily bus from work to the inviting busom of home travels via the local Scientology Centre - a centre where rationality and logic stop off at the near by KFC for popcorn chicken (knee caps). The other day on come these two women, their scent, Le Smug, they'd marinaded their minds in the stuff. They spoke (I earwigged) with such superiority over people who haven't yet opened their 'third eye' and were not using their 'spiritual creativity', that you felt a kind of pity for them, thus opening my pores for a small smug release.
You don't need to join your local cult to prise open that precious little third eye, a drop on the tongue and some astro-jazz can transport you to a space; floating above the astro dust covered mountains, with bass playing Native American's and a battle of the mind between Bilal and the non-gender-specific cosmo folk. You could try that, or you could just stare into the window above, press play and soak up Flying Lotus' video directorial debut into your easily absorbable brain, it's a trip that'll make that third eye weep.
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A new band for me, discovered under the gossamer of heavy Old Fashioned (bourbon, bitters, orange and a cherry - the ONLY cocktail that counts) drinking with a couple of slightly untethered Texans. I've yet to hear a better band to accompany whiskey slugging, so I should take this opportunity to thank DJ, vinylist, superb blogger and forger-of-hot-sauce Brett Koshkin. The video makes America look like the most romantic place on earth, maybe it's just the space, sat here crammed into Europe's densest city, or just the song. Only commenter below video has calculated the speed of the vehicle (80 mph), that's the high standard of esoteric homosapien this band attracts.
Robert embarks on becoming a year older his mind already dreaming of the perfect Sunday, the average day in the life of a ruddy good sweater and adverts for the Greatest Driving Anthems Ever!
Callum witnesses the spectacular birth of Chillwave protege Jando Dill and we pay tribute to Trish Keenan of Broadcast.
Tracklisting
Minks - Kusmi
Broadcast - Before we begin, again
Broadcast - Microtronics 8
Broadcast & The Focus Group - I See, So I See So
White Noise - Here come the fleas
Friendo - Past Times
White Wishes - Happy and afraid
Jando Dill - Ewe wur wisch ear
The Go! Team - Super Triangle
Battery Farley -Merging Busses
Art Zoyd - Something in love
Ennio Morricone - Guerre E Pace, Pollo E Brace
Margo Guryan - Someone I Knew
Mean Wind - Down For The Count
Broadcast - Oh How I Miss You
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Soul music is brimming with unanswered questions. Right from Marvin Gaye's seminal just-woke-up-on-a-spaceship/bar-room-floor/your-dad's-bed-after-dishing-out-a-tiring-beating query 'What's Going On?' there's been much frenzied inquiry in Soul.
Letta Mbulu seems particularly irritated on this David Axelrod track with perceived criticisms of her 'Groovin'. Quite right, too, because it's really something special - a perfect vocal, and David Axelrod turns everything he touches into something amazing.
Fact: Letta Mbulu was the Liberian Girl (well, technically South African girl) singing on Michael Jackson's nine hundred trillion selling single.
Mick.
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Brown Rice -Don Cherry
If you're gonna build the intro to your song so damn awesome and cool, of course we're gonna sink into it. The hypnotic gradual intro and subtle involvement into a riff which turns itself into what is the melodic theme to the song. Once the whispering vocal is in, barely audible.. horns are making those noises that I can't lay name to.. Brilliant noises, but ones that are not given a name by the givers of name....The Skronk. The discordant horn sound that non-horn players can mime with a look of doubt and worry on their faces. The brilliant look of doubt and worry of course. It's this sound, that I guess leads me and keeps me with this.......I gotta get me a horn and unlearn it....and then learn this.....and unlearn that.... and... and......
One of our favourite record labels Now-Again (their releases seem to be podcast regulars) are bringing out the new Natural Yogurt Band album 'Tuck In With...' in the next couple of weeks, their debut effort 'Away With The Melancholy' had the kind of 60s/70s library funk element and killer breaks that had many a digger thinking it was some lost treasure yet to be X'ed on their map.
Packaging looks as wonderful as this track from the album sounds, the pre-release for the special edition release comes out on January 24th (my birthday ahem), which you'll be able to get from the ever godly Stones Throw website here
Mean Wind have dropped a new song, but i'm gonna save that beauty for the pod, but as I'm as new to these as you, I'm gonna get you onto their latest EP: a collection of songs that are becoming my new best friends. Charming little folk pop songs, they got that signature haze that you cannae escape and do veer on the Bradford Cox and Beach Boys, but these little suckers have charmed me and who couldn't do with a bit of that?
Pleased to see a new mix on the cloud from Stanley Schtinter, we were big fans of his previous mixes; they transport us to a time when cinema was a subtle indulgence on the senses rather than an explosion of cold pixels and 2D characters (glasses not included).
This short twenty-plus minute mix sounds like the greatest film you'll never see.
Trying to sift through the massive amount of punk rock that was put out on a billion different labels in the early 1980s is really a labour of love. As most of these bands no longer exist for obvious, drug-addled reasons, the only way I can get anything out of them is sitting at home and listening to the records. So it has come about that I prefer punk bands that tend towards musicality than pure energy, and that usually more or less means American punk over British punk. However, once in a while, it's possible to get a little bit of grit from the punk rock holy grail stuck in your eye, and this track from !Action Pact! (ludicrous use of exclamation marks aside) is just one of those things. A proper anti-Thatcher band, barely a couple of years of existence, obligatory Peel session and Poof! - gone into the ether. Drums right, guitar right, plughole vocals right. Simple pleasures.
Mick.
Big favourite of ours are The Radio Dept., the third album 'Clinging to a Scheme' may be their weakest album but it's certainly no stinker and still one of our highlights of last year. From that album they've put out a new single Never Follow Suit a song that sounds like at any moment it could turn into Ace of Base, maybe in homage to their country men and women, fortuantely it never falls down that hill. Ace of Base sold almost 5978 millon records(give or take) and not one of those of disks contained a decent song, unlike the upcoming Radio Dept. singles and B Sides collectionPassive Aggressive 2002 - 2010, which will only serve proof that the greatest producers of Swedish pop are currently operator and their name is The Radio Dept.
Only thing keeping my brain active at work is some avant-garde, free flowing jazz, with scattered horns and freaky drums, the work I'm doing is so repetitive, without some complexities going into my brain I'd simply shut down into auto-pilot. I hear some men never snap out of it.
Here is Brute Force with Monster.
Greetings. You may notice that this wee blog post is signed off under an unfamiliar moniker, and that's because I'm an entirely different sack of flesh and bones, very kindly invited to share my meandering musical tastes Live! from my spiritual and literal, actual home in Paris, the quite famous capital of la France.
In the spirit of my half-Frenchness, I'll be digging out some of YouTube's more esoteric corners and presenting them here, as well as embarking on a crusade to quash the myth that French music consists entirely of the melodic passing of wind, concept albums about incest and Plastic Bertrand (he was Belgian as it goes). Plenty of avant-garde, delta blues, novelty records, punk and throwaway bits and pieces to come. Speaking of which, here's Ben Bolt and the Nuts 'The Mechanical Man', a record Jacques Derrida would, I'm sure, have described as 'putain genial!'
Bonsoir.
We're your tom cat and you can be our kittens: we live in a hypothetical world where we worship at the church of both Curtis Mayfield and J Mascis, Muddy Waters runs in a relay team with Raekwon, ducks can swim in a pool of coins, Ben Affleck owns the rights to the word Pearl Harbour, U2 and The Police are obscure artists and 70s Jazz protege P.E. Hewitt is bigger than Bono.
Tracklisting New World - We're Gonna Make It
J Mascis - Not Enough
Catwalk - Please Don't Break Me
Muddy Waters - Tom Cat
Raekwon - Shaolin vs. Wu Tang
Puro Instinct - Stilyagi (feat. Ariel Pink)
Charles Bradley - The World (Is Going Up In Flames)
P.E. Hewitt Jazz Ensemble - It's got Two, And That's Alright (Show Me The Way)
Ducktails - Killing The Vibe (feat. Panda Bear)
Young Prisms - Feel Fine
Eddie Kendricks - Keep On Truckin'
Devestating news today that Trish Keenan from Broadcast has left us today. I heard erlier she was in hospital battling a heavy bout of pneumonia and I'm incredibly sad to hear that she passed away.
Trish and her husband James Cargrill made some absolutely stunning records as Broadcast, it's terrible to think that such an inspirational and individual voice has left.
Go buy every album they've put out, put them on, turn up the volume and fall in love all over again with Trish and Broadcast.
Heard this on Stuart Maconie's Freak Zone months back, WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? A real stop what your doing this tunes deserves some ears moment.
The album was reissued on Shadoksa while back, only 500, good luck trying to get a copy, gold like this doesn't stay in the hills too long!
Tame Impalaare our golden boys, we're a boring Father who won't stop going on about how good they are, obsessed.
I've always like Erol Alkan, his electro stuff is/was alright but I prefered his Beyond The Wizard's Sleeve stuff, his psyche sets were always more interesting and varied than his dance sets where usuaully the aim is to make a set sound like the same song for an hour and a half. This re-working lives more on his cosmic music planet but that doesn't mean that it wouldn't drop perfectly into one of his 'bread and butter' sets (oh, it does), it doesn't detract from the original but uses it as a template for a cosmic krautrock disco.
Our good friends Chapel Club have a new single Surfacing out on January 24th, watch the video (below) you'll like it. You'll also dig on this remix by well-travelled producer/DJ Ewan Pearson, who gives Surfacing a cold electronic krautrock electro funk that fit's 'em like those turtle necks Alex Parry has been sporting lately.
For those keeping up you may remember I put up a postabout the Heartbeat Hotel album Fetus Dreams a few months back, came to the conclusion it was a mixed bag, a band who couldn't quite decide what direction they were taking are they making Fleet Foxes harmonious folk or Deerhunter garage indie or Animal Collective layered electronics? Hedging their Pitchfork bets.
Their latest release 'Cough Drops EP', released just before xmas, shows a bit of direction and a spark in what got me all interested in the first place. The opening track Flashbanged has a satisfying reverbed wooze amidst made-up-drum-kit clatter, making way for the layered harmonies Seeing Spots. It all becomes a little Deerhunter and Animal Collective, but I should cut the slack because the layered psychedelic waves of keyboards, vocal harmonies and synths are powered by a good underlying pop song.
Been listening to 'the only good thing about Radio' (trademark: Gilles Peterson) show from a week ago, a great show, it's always the kind of radio show where you need a pen and a pad by your side so you can scrawl down the last killer track. Sometimes you find out the bastard has it before anyone else and you'll either have to wait or search to the ends of the Earth to get another taste.
This Al Green remix/edit/versus thing track by George Lenton was an ear-pricker-upper, Simply Beautiful with some dark dub, I think I could learn to hate it and maybe it'll sound ridiculous in a year or so but for now it adds some sinister to The Reverend.
Check out more of George Lenton's stuff here
As for Al Green, go to your local record store NOW!
*In a patronising Simon Cowell voice* "You know what I like about you Noah & The Whale? I couldn't stand you on that first album, you made sickly twee folk for mobile phone adverts and Football Focus but then you decided to make an album I like and came good with The First Days of Spring a beautiful cinematic album that had me feeling stupid for thinking you were shit."
I like a band that doesn't start on a peak, keeps music exciting, rather than thinking 'they're never gonna top the debut' you're left salivating for the next. Noah and the Whale sound like they've left their first album behind, best leave all that crap with Mumford and fucking Sons.
'Last Night on Earth' is out at the record sellers on March 7th.
Rob and Callum return from their Christmas indulgences; back to playing tracks by artists they spectacularly mispronounce and ranting about albums they've supposedly never heard? We play the Midnight Cowboy, the Daft Punk shamen, some Sic Alps, some Star Slinger, some Indian Psych-Funk and a little Euphoria to name but some of the music wondermerryments. tracklisting below
NOTE: We decided numbering the episodes was boring, new year and all that.
We're ever the sucker for some garage rock, oh we'll post some Dimlite, some jazz, some post-rock or some electronic oddity but when it comes to it, we'll always yearn for some balls to the floor (is that a term?) garage rock.
So the tonic is Bare Wire, who are releasing 7" single 'Don't Ever Change' through friends of the blog Robot Elephant records.
Have a listen to b-side 'Ready 2 Go' which is a wonderful 70s Stiff Records slice of glam rock pop.
Pick up the single on 7" and digital release from Robot Elephant on March 7th here
I found out about this little sparkling euphoric gem last night when I should've been off to sleep; I couldn't stop listening to it, I knew I had to, start a new job and gotta be fresh. I was too busy floating on a cloud of sparse, ambient, psychedelic post-rock; couldn't take stand to take my headphones off.
We previously posted the Nema Reve LP by Thirsting Quench and the Captains of Industry a few months back and was alerted to their recent release only a couple of days ago. I think I may prefer this at times it's driving at others it lifts you through an ethereal sky of sonic wonder, subtle when it wants to be and just the right side of heavy when it needs to be.
Like Nema Reve the LP is released through Stir Up Your Grey Matter and is available on Bandcamp on a 'name your price' basis, it has to be at least worth the money you'd spend on a pint or what you should be spending on records. Get the album here
Dimlite has a new EP out on one of my favourite record labels Now-Again, we mention their daddy label Stones Throw a lot on the pod and the blog, mainly because they're so damn good and bringing out some of the most rich records around. As you'll hear from the video the new EP is sounding like it's the perfect kind of side order with your January detox, some nice sweet floating tones with some beats thrown in to remind you you're still alive this month and your grooving organs haven't died.
Pick it up from Stones Throw on MP3, CD and Vinyl while you still can link
Back from holiday now, nobody checks blogs while their drinking, playing Xmas CD's, games and eatings over the festive period do they? I don't.
Back on it with this little New Years Eve release from bedroom producer (making music with people could make a return in 2011) Teen Daze. It's a little bit more uptempo than his usual stuff and while it may not be the party album of the new millenium there's still plenty to tap to and some of that retro-futuro synth that I love to listen to while I drive my car made of laser beams.
You can stream the album or buy it from this like > there