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[thegreatgildy]

Made a video inspired by the Charlie Brown specials. Not music of Vince Guaraldi but adjacent to that. Check it.

[waveloor]

Daft Punk - Random Access Memories / 2013 _ WAVELOOR MUSIC COLLECTION _ CD 0001 https://www.discogs.com/user/waveloor/collection _ Este disco para nosotros es uno de los mejores de @daftpunk por que reúne a artistas de todas las vertientes tales como @chilly_gonzales @minorbutmajor @nilerodgers @paulielama2 #jamesgenus @toddedwards3000 @pharrell etc, una genial combinación de recursos análogos y digitales en una experiencia sonora única en la que quedará para toda la vida. Un poco de nostalgia da su separación pero les agradecemos por tanto en su sonido. Larga vida a @daftpunk ⚡💜 Este fue un gran regalo de nuestro amigo @luislsrs para nuestra colección ✨

[jonny-white]

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4 tracks from the LP ‘Electra’ performed by Rubba (De Wolfe Music Library, DWS/LP 3482 , UK, 1982)

It was pouring with rain. It gave the impression that it was going to do it all day. In such cases, some of us might decide to eschew getting dressed, leave the curtains closed, brew hot beverages and watch old films on TV. Tempting as this was, I opted to trudge across town, umbrella in hand, to a friendly record shop where one is encouraged to browse, chat and listen for hours. Oh, and they give you coffee.

I came home with a small bundle of LPs, this being one of them. Now, the world is full of expensive trophy library records, and the internet is awash with rich show-offs trying to out do each other on social media so it gives me great pleasure to be sharing this cheap and unfashionable looking De Wolfe offering from 1982. It’s a grower. Unassuming yet deeply satisfying. In that sense, I feel it’s the musical equivalent of a soft boiled egg and soldiers. Dip in.

[technicolortheshow]

FUNKY TUNES MAESTRO

What a family! This could be the title of a movie about the Casa people in Rome.

Daniela Casa - the very famous and talented producer from Rome - was married with the great Remigio Ducros, whose records are equally good and pretty impossible to find. I’ve recently found out that, if that wasn’t enough of a power couple, Daniela Casa had a very talented cousin (sic) named PAOLO CASA. The gentleman wrote INSANE cosmic funk tunes, such as this banger called ‘SLAP IT”. Hence the post, with a few links to his best tunes.

Mr. Casa was an outstanding Library Music Producer, so much that he wrote awesome tracks and few of the finest records of those years. Let’s see them briefly together. 

The first one is called AMERICA GIOVANE  (Young America) and was published in 1977 by OTTER RECORDS and it sounds like a very cool funk library album with US Funk influences and poliziottesco kinda vibes. Impossible to find, this record can cost up to £ 2000. WAY too much for me. Shout out to the jazz-rock tune HI-VI, groovy bass and piano.

The following record was NATURE, again from 1977 and sees Remigio Ducros at the Piano Fender, as long as Gianni Dall’Aglio at the drum. Dall’Aglio wrote many records (but I have to say that my favourite is this 1972 Prog-Rock Trip called “Ogni Sera Così”) but mostly, he was famous for being the drummer of many important acts in the 70s, such as Adriano Celentano, Lucio Battisti, Patti Pravo and Angelo Branduardi. There is a lot of Prog music in this record:  rhythms are complex, the band is plenty of members, lots of flutes (quintessential prog instrument). Solid record.

In 1980 Casa released a beautifully inspired record called ORIGINI with sitars, bongos and psychedelic vibes: the title track embodies perfectly the spirit of the record. 70s India and Italian Library are perfectly mixed together - this potentially could be my long time favourite match. although these two genres sound so far from each other. 

The masterpiece of Casa, though, was written and released in 1981, under the name of SOUL TRACKS. A surprisingly top-notch collection of Jazz-Funk tunes. You can’t call yourself an Italian Library Music connoisseur if you have not listened to it at least once. 

File Under: In 2016, SPETTRO re-pressed the 1976 brilliant record CLOUDS by Pasquale Castiglione featuring Daniele Casa. Another banger release.

[twoheadeddogmusic]

The backing band to the most admired composers of the '70s, from Ennio Morricone to Piero Umiliani, I Marc 4. This series of limited 7"s in company sleeves, selects six hyper-groovy tunes off that repertoire. Edition of 333 (hand-numbered). Available for preorder! #soundtrack #librarymusic #italianlibrary #imarc4 #enniomorricone #pieroumiliani #funk #jazz #psych #experimentalmusic #vinyl #7inch #45 #blackcatrecords

[jonny-white]

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Listen to eight minutes of music from the Sonoton Library LP ‘Space Fiction’ (SON 106, Stereo, Germany, 1980)

Although the German music library Sonoton was formed in 1965, most of its recorded output floating around these days stems from the dawn of the 1980s and beyond. From the music on the records I do have, and the sleeves of the ones that elude me, I think we can safely say that Sonoton specialised in the contemporary, futuristic and progressive side of the ‘off the peg’ soundtrack business.

Much of this library’s music has an air of foreboding, menace, danger and desolation about it. As listeners, confronted with heavy percussion, electronic sound effects and synthesizers, we may find ourselves abandoned in a toxic wasteland, lost in a busy factory, plunged many fathoms into a freezing ocean or ravaged by the misuse of all manner of recreational drugs.

On this record we are flung into the eerie isolation of deep space accompanied by, according to the album’s rear cover overview, “Futuristic sounds with and without pop rhythms”. Well, thank goodness for the pop rhythms; when faced with the inconceivable vastness of the known, and unknown, universe (and one’s own undeniable insignificance) it’s nice to have something to tap a toe or click a finger to.

[jonny-white]

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Listen to three tracks from Joël Vandroogenbroeck’s 1978 album 'Images of Flute in Nature' recorded for the Italian library 'Cenacolo' (M 721).

You cannot see Joël Vandroogenbroeck here as he is on the reverse of the album sleeve, but just judging him by the shallow criterion of appearance alone, he is your archetypal Northern European 1970s prog jazzer. Replete with slightly frizzy shoulder length hair (receding, natch) and beard (but no moustache) he would also sit comfortably in any number of 70s films about urban left wing politics and/ or communal living in Amsterdam, Berlin, Stockholm, Copenhagen et al. Neither would he look out of place in an enchanted forest playing home made woodwind instruments with the pixies, trolls and dryads, as there is a distinct touch of the Bill Baileys about him. Luckily for us, he is neither of these stereotypes but a serious multi-instrumentalist muso, playing various synths, the harp, mellotron, some Indian and African percussion and the zanza, as well as his trade mark flute; the jazzy flute that he finds pretty much impossible to remove from his mouth as he skips through the naïve forest depicted on the album's front cover.

And here is where the trouble lies- flute. I hadn't actually realised that jazz flute was even a 'thing' until I saw the movie 'Anchor Man' in which Will Ferrel does his table dancing schtick. Really? It's something to take the piss out of? Well it would seem so, and I sadly have the misfortune to live with someone who doesn't just take the piss out of it, she actively fears it. It is not at all unusual for me to be quietly minding my own business, listening to say, a Duke Pearson record, when my beloved will shout "Flute!" the way that normal people would shout "Fire!" or "Shark!" (or possibly "Morrissey!")

When I first listened to 'Images of Flute in Nature' I was alone, and the volume was high. In my imagination, I was dancing through a mythical realm of natural and supernatural wonder accompanied by the relentless tootling of Joël’s flute. My state of reverie was all but complete until a quizzical face appeared in the doorway, brows knitted, with the words "Are you taking the piss?". Well, I think it was my turn, don't you?