We don’t listen to music for precision—we listen for the moments raw humanity breaks through via sound. Guest contributor Matt Hanson reflects on the “barbaric yawps” that course through rock & roll, soul, and the blues.
How you like your Stones? Late seventies debauched and nasty? Us too.
Dig this: Rolling Stones: Sympathy for the Disco (outtakes ’75-’79). ‘…a very selective sampling of Ron Wood era outtakes, focusing on the band’s half-formed funk/disco/jam persona…long, unedited basic takes of songs that were finished and released between ’75 and ’81.’
For the better part of two decades Odetta established herself as a masterful interpreter in the traditions of folk, country, and blues. Bringing her own rhythmic charms to the early Dylan catalog, and delivering […]
I grew up in Atlanta, and there was a trail that went through the woods that led to the back of a shopping center housing a grocery store — one […]
While it existed as a poorly edited rough cut on rough quality bootlegs for many years, thankfully the historically important and downright amazing Charlie Is My Darling is now available on a coherent and […]
Even though Cocksucker Blues , Robert Frank’s legendary film of the Rolling Stones circa 1972, is routinely referred to as a “documentary,” that’s not quite accurate. Frank himself tips his hand right […]
( Sevens , a recurring feature on Aquarium Drunkard, pays tribute to the art of the individual song.) Due to storage, or the lack thereof here in my L.A. abode, […]
It’s no secret I like the Stones . A lot. Like any band or artist one follows relentlessly, there comes a time when we begin listening to the albums in a different […]
First off, tip of the hat to public television (and radio) who consistently provide quality non-commercial programming. I make a point to support these, and the most recent reminder of […]