This week, joining Justin in Los Angeles, Tim Heidecker is the selector . . .
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His first album recorded with a full band (featuring fellow like-minded traveler Nathan Bowles on drums), Out of Sight sees Fussell fixing his gaze on songs from a wide variety of sources and locales, though the treatment they receive is the same—compassionate, revelatory, and seemingly effortless. It’s no small wonder the likes of Bill Callahan and Will Oldham count themselves among Fussell evangelists . . .
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This is a bootleg, make no mistake! But however you hear it, you gotta hear it (perhaps over on YouTube?). A major addition to the Alice Coltrane canon, this soundboard recording features the pioneering musician and her incredible band (Charlie Haden on bass, Ben Riley on drums, Aashish Khan on sarod, Pranesh Khan on tabla and Bobby W. on tamboura and percussion) journeying fearlessly across the astral plane. Four tracks, fours sides! Tons of AC’s intense organ hijinks – how did she get that crazy sound . . .
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Line Out, a one hour piece featuring twenty recordings from psychedelic and avant-garde mainstays like Can and Faust, lesser known practitioners such as Agitation Free and Novalis, and contemporary experimenters including Dungen, Beak >, and Califone, amongst others. The end result is a sometimes mesmerizing, sometime amusing, and wholly psychedelic experiment. Tune In. Turn On. Line Out . . .
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Experimental pop producer Tōth joins us to examine a few of the items in his emotional and mental toolkit, and his observations reveal that his album's title—Practice Magic And Seek Professional Help When Necessary—is more than a clever comment on the self-care movement we all find ourselves considering, but rather, a code of openness and directness that finds careful application in his life and creative work . . .
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Since 2011, Bloomington-based auteur Mike Adams has set about crafting a discography of sterling pop hits. His latest, There Is No Feeling Better, released earlier this year by Joyful Noise Recordings, finds him channeling familiar touchstones—the Beach Boys, the Roches, Burt Bacharach, and other sepia-toned classics—into a set of songs that address the dread and anxiety of 2019. Adams' blend of existentialism and sunny melodies is novel enough on its own, but he couples it with a warmheartedness that makes each song feel essential . . .
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One of the great 21st century guitar records – reborn! For Octavio Paz is a captivating collection of intimately spectral six-string (nylon and steel) enigmas. Originally released in 2003 on the influential Time-Lag label, it doesn’t fit neatly into any kinda American Primitive Fahey/Basho worship zone; instead, it’s a beguiling little universe of its own. Ben Chasny has never made anything quite like it since (whether with Six Organs of Admittance or one of his many other projects), which adds to the LP’s special quality . . .
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Global entry, the following is a summer heater. Darone Sassounian recently wrapped a four year quest digging for 70s & 80s Armenian and Middle Eastern rarities. Based in Los Angeles, himself of Armenian descent, the DJ and record collector traveled through Lebanon and Europe, unearthing a cache of tracks by a handful of local producers and Armenian musicians . . .
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Fans perusing Simon Joyner's merch table on his recent U.S. tour could pick up a new collection of demos, covers and collaborations from the severely underrated Omaha, NE singer-songwriter. Luckily for the rest of us, Simon has now made it available via his Bandcamp page — and even better, all digital proceeds are going towards "abortion access organizations in states that recently passed laws attempting to outlaw or severely restrict abortion access . . .
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Here’s something that will make you want to move your body Steve Martin à la Turk. Six and half minutes of strange, unquenchable pop-funk, the late Al Jarreau released “Roof Garden” in the libertine summer of 1981. Having long leaned away from his early 70s jazz roots, the track finds the acrobat of scat in full-on, LA R&B mode . . .
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"We were influenced by literature and the use of words. We realized the world was a complex place. We were interested in the complexity of human beings, so we sang about the human condition." Sitting down with Aquarium Drunkard, Steve Diggle of the Buzzcocks reflects on the band's legacy of existential poetry and punk pop . . .
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More tales from the pacific rim. Outré California.
The Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. Wednesday’s / 7pm PST & on-demand.
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Jurado’s latest, In The Shape of a Storm, finds him once again pulling elements out of the nostalgia slipstream. Though less science fiction and supernaturally informed than the records he made with the late, great Richard Swift, it’s no less evocative. Its songs often play out like half-remembered episodes of a forgotten sitcom, transmitted through the static and picked up by ever sensitive antennae.
For his first-ever Lagniappe Session, Damien selected a number of classic theme songs. What he uncovers in them he explains here, in his own words . . .
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Just about eight months after More Blood, More Tracks comes another massive Dylan archival haul. The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings weighs in at a hefty 14 discs, giving listeners a front row seat (and a backstage pass) at the traveling road show Bob threw together in the months following Blood On The Tracks’ release. Three discs of rehearsals! Five complete Dylan sets! A bonus disc of curios and oddities! (Oh and hey, there’s that Martin Scorsese doc to absorb as well). The good news? This box is very reasonably priced at just about $80 — a whole . . .
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Flanked by various co-conspirators, the band (sounding like a mélange of Amorica/Mars Hotel/In The Right Place) lock into a groove right from the get, as Do You Remember The Great Earl Hooker spins on the platter. Festivities ensue while the collective riff over a series of inquiries, accusations and invocations, intermittently concerned with existential space, heathen fellowship and, naturally, things "getting weird . . .
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