Excellent installment of Trash Flow Radio in which KK mourns Phil Everly and sorta reviews 2013.
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Excellent installment of Trash Flow Radio in which KK mourns Phil Everly and sorta reviews 2013.
"The next Manhattan bound L train will be departing in t-w-e-n-t-y s-e-v-e-n minutes."
Lorimer platform
[1/6/13]
UNION POOL/Brooklyn
[1/4/13]
with Degreaser
Zaïmph for health and stealth. Happy new year.
[1/3/14]
You’re Commuting All Over Me is commuting again!
Today: Trash Flow Radio 8/31/13 Labor Day Weekend Special
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That sweet voice. [7/23/13]
Tallying The Weekly Commute
[7/19/13]
MARILYN CRISPELL & IRÈNE SCHWEIZER Overlapping Hands (FMP - 1991) [7/16/13]
Tallying the Midweek Commute
[7/10/13]
MAD RIVER Mad River (Capitol - 1968) Paradise Bar and Grill (Capitol - 1969)
Oh summer, what benders you bring!
You’re Commuting All Over Me’s driving team had no inkling we’d be hampton grease band deep in beard rediscovery during these dog days. We write rediscovery, cuz our initial beard incursions fifteen or so years back had us all but forsaking the beloved punk skronk tribe with whom we cut our turns during the formative years. While we soak in the woolen similarity of all our sonic interests nowadays – i.e., idiosyncratic combustion – back then it was all wide eyed wonder at how bountiful those Happy & Artie Traum rex on Capitol actually were, in contrast to what we believed our contemporary underground rock raison d'être was at the time. Let’s put it this way: once the scales dropped from our ears, any record with members of the Section [Kortchmar/Sklar/Doerge/Kunkel]moved to the front, as did any record on United Artists between 1971 and 1976…you know, that sorta thing. Interesting that the Drag City cohort is finally coming ‘round; don’t miss the Mickey Newbury deluxe set or Chris Darrow’s Artist Proof. But that that-was-then was then, this this-is-now is now, so we’ll tell our zombie beard tale in riveting depth another time.
MAD RIVER have always been an anomaly, not quite of the Haight to where they decamped from Antioch, not quite the freakazoid amphetamine gazelles as some portrayed them, but always a compelling mystery until recently. Their two Capitol LPs from ’68 and ’69 are pure nitro, as if they shed wood with the Richard Hell line up of Television and portaled back to the Bay area to recount the tale. Naturally, few cared or understood their thorny vernacular, least of all Nick Venet, who was assigned to produce their debut and somehow mucked up or sped up the tapes. Our VG+ original has always sounded a bit soiled, so we could never tell the diff. We love the record’s primitive bristle all the same, as much as we do their weird arrangements. They’re evidently playing above their reach. Nevertheless, it’s a matchless stone beard classic. Their second, Paradise Bar and Grill, is beard of a straighter comb, but no less a nugget of wayward pedal steel and wonk than the debut. Some bemoan otherwise, but come on people...“Leave Me Stay”? “Revolution’s In My Pockets”? Elegant friction spilling from hidden vectors.
It’d be swell if some forward back flip agents of au courant – like Drag City – would upgrade the Collector's Choice serviceable 2000 reissue. Love’s not the way to treat a friend, but such a move is surely overdue. In the meantime, track these down and familiarize yourself with the MAD RIVER story in Flashback, Issue 1 (Spring 2012). Most of these wayback zines are woefully lame and speak nada to the dukes and duchesses of now, but wow, Flashback’s crew has so far comported themselves rather winningly. Issue 3 spotlights MIGHTY BABY! Superb.
[It seems Sundazed has indeed reissued the first LP on vinyl! Reduced from $18.99 to $8.99!!]
[7/9/13]
CEDRIC IM BROOKS & the LIGHT OF SABA
The Magical Light Of Saba
(Honest Jon’s, UK - 2003)
[7/9/13]
RECOMMENDED
Last spring, when I was in nervous anticipation of becoming a father, I received a cassette tape in the mail from the Eggy label, run by The Woolen Men’s Raf Spielman. It was a tape by the Woolen Men called Hair of the Night and what I remembered most wasn’t the...
You're Commuting All Over Me pauses to reflect on Still Single's review of these awesome records, the bulk of which have accompanied our asphalt gaze the past year and change.
Doug sez, "...Lame Drivers and The Woolen Men put rock music back in the hands of the feeble hopefuls, the shrinking violets and the dreamers. The posturing is gone once again; vulnerable, special human beings who have found solace and encouragement in music are found underneath. Seek out these unassuming-looking recordings at any cost."
That's a lovingly rendered concluding paragraph that nails these records.
Tallying the weekly commute.
[7/7/13]
the IRREPARABLES Irreparables LP (Nominal, Switzerland [!] - 2013)
Step on a bug, hear the red toad speak?
[7/5/13]
CHRIS THOMPSON Chris Thompson
(The Village Thing, UK - 1973; Sunbeam, UK double cd - 2010)
We finally caught up with Village Thing beard Chris Thompson after all these years and it was as easy as a traffic ensnared click-through at Amazon (apologies to all the independent distros out there, we'll make it up to ya' this summer, promise). Sunbeam took it upon themselves to double down on his lone 1973 VT classic by serving up a 2010 deluxe reish that included a mack double cd package of sonic gorgeousity, notes and pix. Chris Thompson's swoop is lush and toked, and when swampy June greys hang over your commute, he's every bit the match of YCAOM heroes Wizz Jones, Ian A. Anderson, Ralph McTell and maybe even John Martyn.
[7/2/13]