Aquarium Drunkard Presents: Golden Retriever / A Mixtape

Built on a foundation of altered/mutated bass clarinet and synthesizer, the sound of Portland's Golden Retriever evokes vast expanses. Though the core of the project remains Matt Carlson and Jonathan Sielaff, those expanses get even wider with Rotations, the duo's forthcoming album. Out July 28 via Thrill Jockey, it features a maximized approach, incorporating the playing of a full chamber ensemble, with strings, reeds, pipe organ, piano, and percussion in concert with the duo's cosmic drones. Built from edited and collaged . . .

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The Lagniappe Sessions :: Psychic Temple

Lagniappe (la ·gniappe) noun ‘lan-ˌyap,’ — 1. An extra or unexpected gift or benefit. 2. Something given or obtained as a gratuity or bonus.

On its new record IV, Chris Schlarb's Psychic Temple expands and blooms. Inspired by Brian Wilson's "Teenage Symphonies to God," the record spans generations, featuring Joni Mitchell bassist Max Bennett, the legendary Terry Reid, and Mick Rossi (Philip Glass Ensemble) alongside young players like Nedelle Torrisi (Cryptacize . . .

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James Elkington :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

Looking for a thread connecting some of the year's best records, from Joan Shelley  to Wooden Wand's Clipper Ship,  Brokeback's  Illinois River Valley Blues to Michael Chapman's 50?  Look to guitarist James Elkington. For the last couple years, the UK-born, Chicago-based musician's been everywhere, playing with Steve Gunn,  Lî¦titia Sadier, Tweedy, Richard Thompson, and many more.  Now, Elkington adds another record to the list of this year's most engaging: his own lp, Wintres Woma.

Recorded over a handful of  days at the Wilco Loft, the album recalls Bert Jansch's California recordings and Kevin Ayers' most pastoral moods, subtly blending English chamber folk with rock and jazz touches. It's deceptively casual, revealing more humor and depth with each listen. Strange characters, seances, cursed week days, and astral musings make Elkington's songs, which showcase his  progressive pop tendencies ("Make It Up"), dreaminess ("Wading the Vapors)" and prove he can amble with the best of them ("Hollow in Your House," "Sister of Mine").

Elkington is as warm and thoughtful in conversation as he is on record. AD recently spent some time with him to discuss the community of likeminded songwriters he finds himself in and why now felt like the right time to strike out on his own. Wintres Woma is out Friday, June 30.

Aquarium Drunkard: Your resume is really something. You're all over the place.

James Elkington:   I definitely feel like part of a community right now, which is something that I feel like I always wanted to be actually. Before I moved to the States, I lived in London for about ten years. I was in bands and stuff and I never felt any sense of community there. It was very insular and people just had their heads down and were doing their own thing. I would buy all these records from Chicago and I'd see the same names come up all the time. I was like, "God, they all live in the same town and they all play on each other's projects. It just sounds so liberating and creative." Actually being here, it became everything that I wanted. It actually sort of transcends the music in a way. It seems to be a more general sensibility.

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Bob Seger :: Brand New Morning / All-Acoustic, 1971

Silver Bullet Band this is not. While the masses may associate Seger with 1970s Motor City rock & roll and Chevy commercials, others champion the underrated, pre-stardom garage rock of The Bob Seger System and The Last Heard. Yet few are aware that in 1971, following the dissolution of the . . .

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The Artist Formerly Known As Captain Beefheart: A Documentary

"This the story of one of rock's great mavericks, and it began in the quiet Los Angeles suburb of Glendale in 1941." And so it began...

Courtesy of the BBC, and narrated by John Peel, the following 1997 film documents the late Don Van Vliet's artistic journey from meeting Frank Zappa in high school, through the formation of Captain Beefheart & The Magic Band and beyond.

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Transmissions Podcast :: Strand of Oaks

Welcome to Aquarium Drunkard's Transmissions podcast, a recurring series of conversations with songwriters, authors, and creators about what drives their art. For this episode, AD's Jason P. Woodbury sat down with Timothy Showalter of Indiana's Strand of Oaks to discuss the band's latest album, Hard Love, which melds Showalter's love of dub reggae production with heartland rock and the big beat sound of Creation Records' heyday.

Back in February, Showalter put together a great installment of Aquarium Drunkard's Lagniappe Sessions, where he covered Primal Scream, the Stone Roses, and Phish; tellingly, the influence of such artists came up in this talk, which was recorded live in the green room of the Valley Bar in Phoenix, Arizona.

Transmissions Podcast :: Strand of Oaks

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The Letter People :: Meet Mister S.

The Letter People. Those three words either mean something to you...or they don't. If they do, you most likely have a fuzzy half-remembrance of the vinyl / 8-track set or the accompanying companion PBS children's puppetry show. A sort of poor-man's Muppets, these primitive creations were tasked with schooling the youth of the 70s/80s on the alphabet and its 26 accompanying sounds. Sounds boring, right? Actually, no, far from it.

Playing off contemporary sounds of the time (funk, country, r&b, top 40 pop, acid rock) each letter had its own character with its own, often bizarre, backstory (check out Tall Teeth).

Which brings us to Mr. S., the grooviest of consonants. First, that bassline - slow and low, I wore out the grooves on this one. A furtive tale of kid fears, one of being scared of the dark, Mr. S is a story of empowerment. In it, our narrator transforms from hiding under his bed sheets to slipping into his super-socks becoming "a super-sonic streak across the sky"... all thanks to his trusty super-socks. All this aided by the aforementioned bass line and blasts of brass straight out of Blood Sweat & Tears' practice pad.

Additional letters weirdos: Mister C (sleazy lounge lizard named Cotton Candy -- ALSO: Mr. S cameos playing a mean blues guitar solo) /   Mister H & his horrible hair / Mister T (country & western cowboy romp about his giant chompers) / Mister M (funk jammer about guy likes who likes to eat)

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Paul Major :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

As anyone who tuned into the Aquarium Drunkard Show on Sirius/XMU last Friday is well aware, Endless Boogie's Paul Major knows private press. A longtime record dealer, his catalogs, including Feel the Music and Sound Effects, helped establish much of the vocabulary associated with rare psych, folk, rock, and outsider records. Now, working with Anthology Editions, he's compiled  the book on the stuff: Feel the Music: The Psychedelic Worlds of Paul Major.

In addition to scans of the rare original catalogs, which featured Major's hallucinatory, illustrative music writing, the new book gathers essays by friends and compatriots Johan Kugelberg, Glenn Terry, Michael P. Daley, Stefan Kery, Patrick Lundborg (The Acid Archives) and more, all of which help illuminate not only the music that has defined Major, but also his unique character and ethos.

"It's this crazy full circle vibe," Major says. "Before I started playing music, I wanted to be a writer and a journalist. So that's what I got my degree in...I got sidetracked by music and finally a book comes out [featuring] all that crazy writing I did for the catalogs back in the day."

Endless Boogie :: Vibe Killer

While Major's deep knowledge sets him in a league of his own among record aficionados, it's his enthusiasm and dedication that truly define his work. 20 years ago, he formed Endless Boogie, and the long-running rock band is still choogling along. On Boogie's new lp, Vibe Killer, Major sounds ever at home along the cyclical riffs and bone-grinding   fuzz, his voice ragged and sneering. "We have probably rehearsed ten times since 2013, but it just doesn't matter, the Boogie never stops," writes his Boogie bandmate Jesper Eklow in Feel the Music. "I mean, it should be stopped, but it can't be."

Likewise, when Major speaks, you get the sense you could spend hours listening to him, his conversation style free flowing and punctuated by belly laughs. He's still jonesing for new tunes and far out sounds. The book, the new record -- it all feels like part of some cosmic, unplanned event he's just happy to have shown up for.

"The universe kind of all came around," Major says. "I've got some kind of harmony that I don't understand."

Aquarium Drunkard: You write in the intro of the book that there was some "magic power in the actual physical object that enhanced the experience." Early on, that's what hooked you. After all these years, do you still feel that way?

Paul Major: Oh yeah, I do. I think the thing that's changed is my need to own them or not. [Laughs] I used to have to have them all. That changed. Records became a currency for me to survive, my way of making money. But I still get the thrill when there'll be something I never saw, one of these legendary records. I get a charge of the actual artifact. "This is the actual thing that exists, the historic object." But I can just listen to the music now -- I don't have to have an original pressing. I guess I burned out on that after decades of doing the catalog. But oh, I love when I see one of those records. A lot of them are 40 or 50 years old now. That's another head twister, that these early psychedelic records are half a century old now.

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The Lagniappe Sessions :: Greg Ashley

Lagniappe (la ·gniappe) noun ‘lan-ˌyap,’ — 1. An extra or unexpected gift or benefit. 2. Something given or obtained as a gratuity or bonus.

Best known as the leader of the Texas cum Oakland psych outfit The Gris Gris, Greg Ashley has been gracing the pages of AD since its 2005 inception -- the year he released Medicine Fuck Dream, a record we likened to "swimming through a pool of hot jello...slow, heavy, fuzzy, druggy, dense and sticky sweet." Still apt today. Ashley’s new album Pictures of Saint Paul Street, out June 30th on Trouble In Mind Records, marries his influences into one giant middle finger to the jerks of humanity -- resulting in one of the most raw and honest albums of the year.

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John Cage: From Zero // In The Ocean: The Classical Avant-Garde

From the casually curious to the autodidact, the information imparted by the voluminous youtube can be (at its very best) transformative / enlightening -- nitpicky criticisms aside, of course. Which brings us to the two documentaries featured below; one on the American composer, theorist, philosopher and artist John Cage, and the other concerning itself with the classical avant-garde movement as a whole.

As documentaries go, the two work well in tandem. In The Ocean focuses on composers Philip Glass, John Cage, Steve Reich, Elliott Carter and their contemporaries as it examines and unpacks various motivations and influences. And as this in the Internet, the comments section is well worth perusing for infighting concerning everything from opinions on sound object music, the filmmakers (audacious!) inclusion of Frank Zappa, post-modernism and more. Bring some popcorn.

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SIRIUS/XMU :: Aquarium Drunkard Show (Noon EST, Channel 35)

Our weekly two hour show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35, can be heard twice every Friday — Noon EST with an encore broadcast at Midnight EST.

SIRIUS 484: Jean-Michel Bernard — Générique Stéphane ++ Stonewall — Outer Spaced ++ Clap — Out of the Shadows ++ Marcus — In The Innetween ++ Jade Stone & Love — Reality ++ Damon — Song of a Gypsy ++ Fraction — Come out of Her ++ New Dawn — Life Goes On ++ Morgen — Begging Your Pardon . . .

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Mary Lattimore / Elysse Thebner Miller :: And The Birds Flew Overhead

The so-called ambient music movement was kicked off sometime in 1975 when Brian Eno heard a tape of eighteenth-century harp music. More than four decades later, Mary Lattimore is connecting the dots, creating beautifully becalmed settings for the harp. The prolific player's latest release, become a member or log in.

Fletcher Tucker :: Cold Spring

Seven years ago, songwriter Fletcher Tucker went to Big Sur.

Settling into the rugged landscape, where the Santa Lucia Mountains jut sheerly before the Pacific Ocean, Tucker had an idea in mind: inhabitation. He did not want to live on the land, he wanted to live with it. To hear him tell it, his aim was mystical, primal, and psychospiritual. After studying farming at the famed Esalen Institute, he and his wife made a home in Big Sur, and it was there he gathered up the naturalistic drones, field recordings, and psychedelic folk songs that make up his new lp, Cold Spring.

Calling it an album about nature feels limiting. It is, more so, a reflection of an artist’s total immersion in the idea of “place,” its spectral songs often swallowed up in the shadows of giant redwoods, the coos of owls, and the howls of far-off coyotes. “I trek this trail hunting for songs,” Tucker sings lowly alongside the high clear voice of Molly Erin Sarlé of Mountain Man on “I Become Smoke,” “But the mountain’s song consumes me as I limp along.”

"Cold Spring" by Fletcher Tucker

Tucker assembled the record over the course of four years, building on foundations of pump organ, acoustic guitar, banjo, saxophone, synth, human voices, and percussion. But the album’s roots stretch back further, to his youth, when he spent summers at Big Sur. A native of Northern California – he was raised in a town called Pacific Grove – the wildness of Big Sur spoke to Tucker, like it has so many artists before him, from ethnomusicologist Jaime de Angulo and poet Robinson Jeffers to writers Henry Miller and Richard Brautigan. The place has haunted his music for some time, lingering over the recordings he’s made as Bird By Snow, but with Cold Spring he fully explores the terrain.

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Elkhorn :: The Black River

Elkhorn is just two guys with guitars – Jesse Shephard on acoustic 12-string and Drew Gardner on electric – but the duo packs a lot of music into The Black River, an excellent new collection of six exploratory instrumentals. Takoma School fingerpicking, psych-ed out jams, brooding pieces that call to mind Neil . . .

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