#duke garwood

[stvr-shaped]

album review for with animals by mark lanegan & duke garwood, plus small q&a with mark

from uncut magazine issue 256, september 2018

scan by me

[candymoonangel]

let the darkness come,

when it comes, I don’t care

🩶

[dystopicjumpsuit]

Taking a brief detour from my regularly scheduled thirsting to overshare about one of my top albums of all time that nobody has heard of.

I've shared quite a few Mark Lanegan songs here over the years. I yoinked the titles from both of my longfics from his lyrics, and he's a frequent flyer on my fic playlists (the ones I post as well as the private ones I listen to while writing). He's my favorite singer, and we lost him too fucking soon. But he was remarkably prolific during the course of his nearly thirty-year career, and we're fortunate that he left behind an extensive and amazing body of work as a legacy. From his early work with Screaming Trees, to his collaborations with Queens of the Stone age and Isobel Campbell, to his incredible solo recordings, he got better and better with each album.

For me personally, he reached his absolute peak in his collaborative projects with Duke Garwood. Black Pudding was the first, and in my opinion, the best. I have heard it described as "Depression: The Album," and it's not an inaccurate description. Lanegan's signature smoky, whiskey-soaked growl blends flawlessly with Garwood's spare, minimalist, reverb-heavy instrumentation for a relentlessly down-tempo, borderline hallucinogenic, 45-minute dive into the darker corners of the psyche.

Despite the intense lyrical introspection, the album avoids descending into mawkish sentimentality thanks to the unflinching emotional honesty with which it confronts topics from death, to sex, to drug-fueled philosophy, all intertwined with the twisted, occasionally sacrilegious biblical and classical allusions that characterize so much of Lanegan's work.

This record is the very definition of vinyl-worthy. All killer, no filler, with not a single track that makes me want to skip. It's not promoted as a concept album, but it shines brightest when played start to finish. That said, I do have favorite tracks, and here they are:

"Mescalito." Probably the most mass-appealing song on the album (as far as a song about peyote can be).

Along the same vein, "Cold Molly." What can I say? It's about sex, and it has a fuckable groove.

"War Memorial" saw heavy rotation while I was writing Stars Beyond Number and is included in my playlist for that fic. A quintessential anti-war anthem. "Have I done good?" asks the subject of the titular memorial, only to conclude, "Don't make me look in the mirror."

I realize at this point I have listed a quarter of the album, but I do have to give one final shout-out to "Death Rides a White Horse," because it is the track I listen to the most.

Bonus: If you made it this far, please enjoy the spectacularly useful AI suggestions provided on the Amazon product page for the album.

Yes, Rufus. It is fully cooked.

[mb-scatafalcostuff]

Mark Lanegan ~ 60 A Celebration

"He would have pretended to hate this," Homme told the crowd during the star-studded tribute, "but he would have loved to see you all here tonight."

📸 Josh Homme and Dave Gahan perform during the 'Mark Lanegan 60 A Celebration' at The Roundhouse on December 05, 2024 in London, England. (Photo by Ki Price/WireImage)

🎞 Watch Josh Homme, Dave Gahan, Chrissie Hynde, Bobby Gillespie and more perform at Mark Lanegan London tribute show:

Watch Josh Homme, Dave Gahan, Chrissie Hynde, Bobby Gillespie and more perform at Mark Lanegan London tribute show

A tribute gig to Mark Lanegan took place in London with Josh Homme, Dave Gahan, Bobby Gillespie, Chrissie Hynde and more. Check out photos,

[stagandsteer]

ridiculously late with this but this is a photo from a plane and a kinda horny sexy sensual song. you’re welcome. ✈️☁️

[krispyweiss]

Mark Lanegan Dead at 57

- Gravelly throated singer fronted Screaming Trees, collaborated with Queens of the Stone Age while forging a prolific solo career

Mark Lanegan is dead.

His death at age 57 was announced Feb. 22 without a cause given.

“Our beloved friend Mark Lanegan passed away this morning at his home in Killarney, Ireland,” read a statement that called Lanegan a “beloved singer, songwriter, author and musician.”

“No other information is available at this time. We ask, please respect the family privacy.”

“What a loss,” Rhino Records tweeted; “Legend,” Ryley Walker said.

The gravelly throated Lanegan was at the vanguard of the grunge movement with Screaming Trees in the 1990s.

“He was our true brother and we all truly loved him,” the surviving Trees said in a statement.

Lanegan performing in Ohio in 2019; photo by Sound Bites

While still with the band, he launched an acoustically minded solo career - 1994’s Whiskey for the Holy Ghost is a stone classic - before going on to collaborate with Queens of the Stone Age, Isobell Campbell, Duke Garwood and the Afghan Whigs’ Greg Dulli in a duo called the Gutter Twins.

Dulli posted a photo of himself with his collaborator and no comment.

“Hearing about Mark Lanegan passing away has properly stopped me in my tracks,” Badly Drawn Boy tweeted. “I’m absolutely gutted. … One of THE great singers of the last 30 years.”

The “incredibly shattered” staff of Light in the Attic Records called Lanegan “one of the truly great singers and songwriters,” in a statement issued upon his death.

“What a voice,” the label said. “Speechless.”

Lanegan recently wrote two memoirs, 2020’s “Sing Backwards and Weep,” about his early days as a musician and his struggle with addiction, and 2021’s “Devil in a Coma,” about his near-fatal bout with COVID-19.

“His voice was one of a kind, it reached into your soul and pulled your heart out,” read a statement from the Arkive, which has released several of Lanegan’s albums on its various imprints.

“He was truly unique and will be greatly missed. … We are honored to have had a small part in the long legacy he leaves behind.”

2/22/22

[smokeclovesrainashes]

Today’s music is the sound of February, dark and smoky and misty.

[loversandantiheroes]

When the day is gone Not a tear to spare Let the darkness come When it comes, I don't care But on my life I swear that I love you On my shadow life I swear that I love, I love you