Lou Reed :: Imperial College, London, England, October 21, 1972

Cause for celebration — another terrific Lou Reed & the Tots recording has been freshly unearthed from the collection of Bill Allerton, who attended multiple Lou gigs in the UK throughout 1972. This previously uncirculated gem is not only one of the best-sounding Tots tapes — startlingly crisp and clear compared to others from around the same time — it’s also a downright wonderful performance that spotlights the substantial chemistry between Lou, Vinnie Laporta (guitar), Eddie Reynolds (guitar), Bobby Resigno (bass), Scottie Clark (drums . . .

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Naujawanan Baidar :: Volume 1

Like a ’67 Velvets drone crackling from a battery-powered transistor radio beneath the Afghan sky, Naujawanan Baidar’s debut cassette evokes a world unto itself. Isolated, resonant, and strangely infinite. Recorded straight to 4-track and released in 2018 via the Netherlands-based label Radio Khiyaban, the 40-minute transmission unfolds like a sub rosa broadcast from another time, as its lo-fi textures and meditative pacing draw the listener into a furtive, half-remembered landscape where the past and present blur into one . . .

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Zal Yanovsky :: Alive And Well In Argentina

Following his departure as lead guitarist of The Lovin' Spoonful, Alive And Well In Argentina is the curious one-off solo offering from Canadian folk-rock musician Zal Yanovsky. Released in 1968, the record is dripping with sardonic irony from the title and artwork to the ingrained comedy of the originals and covers scattered throughout. Such a novelty hodgepodge (think Bonzo Dog Doo-Dah Band or the Firesign Theatre) nonetheless includes admirable takes on country and western classics from the likes of Floyd Cramer and George Jones, while other originals present an obtusely frenzied psychedelia with Yanovsky's unmistakably charismatic . . .

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The Aquarium Drunkard Show: SIRIUS/XMU (7pm PST, Channel 35)

Pacífico Nocturno. Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.

34.1090° N, 118.2334° W . . .

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SOYUZ :: KROK

Tracked live to tape at Sessa and Biel Basile’s São Paulo studio, Krok captures the Belarusian outfit in a moment of transition, stretching the sinewy tendrils of their earlier work into something more expansive and self-possessed. Where their previous LP steeped itself in the gentle saudade of Brazil’s Clube da Esquina, Krok pulls the lens back as the palette broadens and horizons turn transcontinental . . .

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Самцы Дронта :: Самцы Дронта

Hailing from Izhevsk, Russia, Samsti Dronta (English translation: Male Dodos) played their first live gig in that fateful year 1991. By all accounts they inhaled contemporary Western influences like Cocteau Twins, This Mortal Coil, and Dead Can Dance. They excavated sounds from industrial materials such as sheet metal and glass. The output from these experiments could have resulted in something harsh, but the sharp edges are balanced with gauzy and beautiful moments . . .

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Bill Fay :: From The Bottom Of An Old Grandfather Clock (A Collection Of Demos And Outtakes 1966-1970)

If you blinked, you might have missed it. Dead Oceans quietly re-released From the Bottom of an Old Grandfather Clock last December—a twenty-five-track journey through Bill Fay’s back pages, loaded with demos and long-forgotten outtakes. Having largely disappeared from public life after the release of 1971’s Time of the Last Persecution, only to reemerge in a quietly triumphant late-career renaissance in 2012, the collection stands as a worthy and necessary addition to the English singer-songwriter and pianist’s enduring oeuvre . . .

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Stephen McCraven :: Wooley The Newt

Originally released on Marion Brown's Sweet Earth imprint in 1979, Wooley The Newt is a true lost spiritual jazz relic from percussionist and composer Stephen McCraven. Resurrected in a limited capacity by British reissue label Moved-By-Sound at the tail end of last year, the record was sampled by Stephen's son Makaya on his 2020's reimaging of Gil Scott-Heron's I'm New Here. Recorded in Paris and more than long overdue, it's a fascinating relic of seventies avant-jazz and a lost bandleader debut of the utmost artistic craft . . .

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Lala Lala :: Heaven 2

Heaven 2 is a road album of sorts, where the Chicago songwriter breaks out for fresh territories. Whether toward or away from something is anybody’s guess. What keeps things real, what keeps them compelling, is the cigarette-ash astringency of LaLa LaLa’s central melodies. No matter how far she drives from the big city, her songs will, perhaps, always have a tough urban grit to them . . .

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John Renbourn :: Live In Kyoto 1978

Recorded during the second of two nights John Renbourn played at Kyoto’s Jittoku Coffeehouse, Live in Kyoto 1978 captures the guitarist in a moment of intimacy and precision. Poised and unhurried, the set finds Renbourn relaxed, patiently threading his repertoire before a hushed, attentive room. A baker’s dozen, these recordings were captured on site by audio archivist Satoro Fujii and unearthed forty years later in 2018 via Drag City . . .

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Tucker Zimmerman: In Memoriam (1941-2026)

On January 17, 2026, the world lost the great Tucker Zimmerman and his wife of more than fifty years, Marie-Claire, to a house fire in Liege, Belgium. He was 84 years old. Though born in the United States, he had been a resident of Europe since 1966. A novelist, poet, folk singer, classical composer, & electronic musician, Zimmerman had a deep and restless career with more than a dozen albums to his name. However, because of his status as an expat, he was largely overlooked in his birth country for most of his lifetime . . .

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Radio Free Aquarium Drunkard :: February 2026

Freeform transmissions from Radio Free Aquarium Drunkard on dublab. Airing every third Sunday of the month, RFAD on dublab features the pairing of Tyler Wilcox’s Doom and Gloom from the Tomb and Chad DePasquale’s New Happy Gathering. This month, Tyler kicks it off with a mix of recent instrumental favorites, and Chad follows it up with a Valentine’s mix — broken, belated, and bewildered! Sunday, 4-6pm PT . . .

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The Elegance of Longing: Prefab Sprout’s Steve McQueen and Jordan: The Comeback

There are albums that shimmer with impossible ambition, records that sound like they were beamed in from some parallel dimension where pop music never surrendered its claim to sophistication. In the mid-to-late 1980s, while synthesizers ruled the airwaves and production grew increasingly bombastic, Paddy McAloon was writing songs of such disarming tenderness and linguistic agility that they seemed to exist outside time entirely. With Thomas Dolby’s production expertise, Prefab Sprout created two albums – Steve McQueen in 1985 and Jordan: The Comeback in 1990 – that stand as monuments to what pop music can achieve when intelligence and emotion . . .

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Tommy Hendrix :: Out Of The Mist (1958)

Out Of The Mist (1958) is the lone trace of Tommy Hendrix, a cool-jazz crooner whose biography begins and ends with a solitary release. It’s an obscure album lost to time by an artist who seemingly never existed. Tommy Hendrix is a midcentury ghost, and Out Of The Mist is the sound of his specter briefly passing through our dimension, like a puff of cigarette smoke lingering in a cocktail lounge that nobody has ever set foot in . . .

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Apparat :: A Hum of Maybe

For the last two and a half decades, Apparat’s Sascha Ring has been moving from austere, minimalist techno towards a lusher, though still beat-driven sound. A Hum of Maybe continues this trend, its pulse softened with pensive piano, trombone and fluttering voices . . .

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