Pink Floyd :: 1965 / Their First Recordings

While the limited release (1000 copies only) and ensuing display of capitalism in excelsis in the immediate resale on the collectors market, the one thing that’s certain is that there is a massive outpouring of interest in these early recordings of the nascent Pink Floyd. I try to stay far away from the negative web chatter as much as possible, but a quick scan of several prominent online forums shows some heated discussion, mostly based on the high figures this release is selling for. In my opinion, the sour grapes are tainting many opinions on the music, but for . . .

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Tortoise :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

Sitting on a green room couch at the Teragram Ballroom in downtown Los Angeles, Tortoise guitarist Jeff Parker and drummer John Herndon nod in sync when it's ventured that the band’s new album, The Catastrophist, is rooted in the sounds of Chicago.

It goes beyond geography. The group’s seventh album, and first since 2009, it's also the first released with two-fifths of the band – Parker and Herndon – living in Los Angeles, while . . .

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Tariverdiev :: Film Music

The Iron Curtain made sure Mikael Taraverdiev remained relatively unknown in the west, but from the early 1960s to his death the early 1990s, he was one of the Soviet Union's most celebrated musicians, composing more than 130 film and TV scores, along with countless other projects. It's his film music that is the focus of Earth Records' new three-disc compilation -- and it's a wonderful introduction to the world of Tariverdiev.

I haven't seen the three films this music was meant to accompany . . .

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Alice Swoboda :: Potter’s Field

The companion CD to the Oxford American’s recent Southern Music/Georgia issue contains a melancholic and swooning folk-jazz piece entitled “Potter’s Field,” by a woman named Alice Swoboda.

Led by Swoboda’s deep, soulful voice and cascading guitar, the track features minimal accompaniment of percussion and organ, though the players, much like Swoboda herself, remain unknown. The mysterious circumstances surrounding the artist are befitting the haunting nature of this masterful and dark piece of work . . .

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Wes Montgomery :: One Night In Indy

The jazz archaeologists at Resonance Records keep on coming up with fantastic relics. Their latest release is a heretofore unknown and unreleased live gig from January 1959, featuring the great guitarist Wes Montgomery sitting in with pianist Eddie Higgins' trio. It's not a professional recording, but the casual, after-hours vibe is absolutely perfect, and all things considered the sound quality is close to miraculous.

The music is a treat, too; apparently Montgomery and Higgins didn't play together all that much, but you wouldn't know it from the performances here, as they elegantly cruise . . .

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Aquarium Drunkard Presents: Mirage — A Mixtape

Mirage: Our fourth collaboration with Portland, OR based record collectors Sam Huff and Colton Tong. Perception is all about your vantage point....man. The following collection, Mirage, is a half-blind foray into a world that is equal parts foreign and familiar, guided by the eclectic sounds of the guitar and the keys.

Mindig Magasabbra . . .

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Gun Outfit :: Two Way Player

In 2012, Dylan Sharp and Carrie Keith of Gun Outfit moved from Olympia, Washington, where the weather had grown “oppressive,” and headed down to Los Angeles. The change in locale seemed to seep into the band's sounds: the paisley folk rock of the excellent Dream All Over, released in 2015 by Paradise of Bachelors, echoed the cinematic weirdness of L.A. and found Sharp and Keith drifting into a temporal lull. “In L.A., the time situation is different – the speed of things,” Sharp says. “Trends come and go really fast…it makes time accelerate and draw out...the environment affected my perception of time.”

The band’s followup EP, Two Way Player, due out February 21 on via Wharf Cat Records, continues a luxurious sink into the western scene, where Keith and Sharp find themselves not only inspired by Los Angeles, but by the surrounding deserts, the beach, the forests, and the Sierra Nevada mountains. And it continues to play with the listener's sense of time. “The songs are very vibe heavy, creating an environment or a feeling,” Sharp says. “The expansiveness is what we’re going for.”

Two Way Player opens with the spacey "Expansion Pact," its spidery guitar lines tangled up under Sharp's baritone. "I did a lot of drifting," Sharp sings. "Oh no, I ain't fond of that no more." On the languid "Drive Off," Keith's voice cracks between waves of spring reverb. On the crashing "Our Time," the group locks into a gentle drone. It's a mellow and sublime follow up to the band's latest LP.

Gun Outfit :: Expansion Pact

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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 418: Jean Michel Bernard — Générique Stephane ++ Lady Grinning Soul - David Bowie ++Win - David Bowie ++ Listen Here — Gene Harris ++ Fool In Line — Starbuck ++ The Truth Shall Make You Free — King Hannibal ++ Street Walker — Jan Akkerman ++ 24-Carat Black Theme — 24-Carat Black ++ Dark Part Of My Mind — Crazy Elephant ++ I Don . . .

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Mike Heron :: Call Me Diamond

Mike Heron didn't so much as strike out on his own as he brought in everyone he knew. As a member of the Incredible String Band he helped pioneer "psychedelic folk," charting a path that fused the early and late 60s of British music, as opposed to the stylistic break that separated artists in that time. For his first solo LP, Smiling Men With Bad Reputations, he brought in collaborators like Elton John, Pete Townsend, Keith Moon, John Cale, and Fairport Convention.

Album opener "Call Me Diamond" jumps off with a single beat and then bursts with horns in . . .

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Cease To Exist: Charles Manson / The Beach Boys Association – A Documentary

Cease To Exist - 2008 documentary exploring the music motive to the Manson murders and Charles Manson's relationship with Beach Boys' drummer Dennis Wilson and record producer Terry Melcher. Written and Directed by Ryan Oksenberg. Streaming in full, below.

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Jermaine Bossier / 79rs Gang :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

“We just wanted to touch the people who mask Indian. You know? The people who are sitting down sewing those suits, man. The people who are making that financial sacrifice every year to keep this culture going.”

Jermaine Bossier is the Big Chief of the 7th Ward Creole Hunters, a Mardi Gras Indian gang in New Orleans. “Masking,” as they say down in the Crescent City, is the Indians’ act of stepping out on Mardi Gras Morning in vibrant, three-dimensional feathered and beaded suits. Most of these elaborate, annually-constructed designs take months of intense sewing and thousands of hard-earned dollars to create. Though still in his 30s, Bossier speaks about this colorful and mysterious culture with an old timer’s knowledge and respect; a deep understanding of the Black traditions, individuals, and communities that have paid tribute to the fortitude of the Native American Indians since Armstrong Park was Congo Plains. Masking is in blood. His uncle was Big Chief of the Black Eagles, a gang from the Uptown Calliope projects, and Bossier joined the fabled Yellow Pocahontas when he was only 14.

Music is also in Bossier’s genes. His grandfather, Raymond Lewis, played bass in Huey P. Smith’s band, the Clowns. He also wrote and performed the 1962 hit, “I’m Gonna Put Some Hurt on You,” which has been recorded by the likes of Alvin Robinson and the Meters. It was music that brought Bossier together with a longtime Indian foe, Romeo Bougere, Big Chief of the 9th Ward Hunters, to form the 79rs Gang. (Bougere also comes from a family steeped in the Mardi Gras Indian culture. His father Rudy, was a legendary Big Chief.) Their debut, Fire on the Bayou, was created, as Bossier puts it, because they “just wanted to make something that the Indians could sew to.” Thankfully, Sinking City Records, run by two disc jockeys at WWOZ, picked up the album for a wider release back in March of last year.

The music of Mardi Gras Indians has been beautifully documented by the likes of Alan Lomax and Les Blank, and most recently depicted by David Simon’s HBO Series, Treme. Blank’s 1978 documentary, Always for Pleasure, captures a live performance of the Wild Tchoupitoulas, a gang whose eponymous debut was produced by Marshall Sehorn and Allen Toussaint, and included the musical efforts of the Neville Brothers and the Meters. The album wasn’t the first time Indian songs had been recorded for commercial release. The Wild Magnolias put out a single, “Handa Wanda,” in 1970, and couple of fantastic LPs and 45s in the mid 70s. Those projects were also the fruits of two Big Chiefs, Theodore Emile “Bo” Dollis of the Wild Magnolias and Joseph Pierre “Monk” Boudreaux of the Golden Eagles, coming together to make music.

Fire On the Bayou finds Bossier and Bougere singing a mix of Mardi Gras Indian standards and 79rs originals over sparse, traditional polyrhythms. The gang channel an energy similar to the humid exuberance that radiates from the Golden Eagles classic Rounder release, Thunder and Lightning, which was taped “Live in Context” in 1987 at the legendary H & R Bar on Dryades Street. (Three songs on that record, including Boudreaux’s original, “Shallow Water,” are included on Fire on the Bayou.) Intentionally or not, there are moments when Fire sounds like it could have been tracked on the same hot August night, or perhaps under the Claiborne Avenue Bridge on a brisk Mardi Gras morning. The album also nicely showcases Bossier’s rough Baritone and Bougere’s honeyed, Neville-esque, Alto vocals, which coupled with their knack for telling stories, evokes imagery as vibrant as the suits they don on the LP cover.

79rs Gang :: Fungal Alafia Ahshay

It’s no surprise that global DJ Gilles Peterson tapped the 79rs Gang for his 2016 Worldwide Music Awards show. We look forward to hearing much, much more music from Jermaine Bossier and Romeo Bougere as they carry on the traditions of the Mardi Gras Indians.

“As long as New Orleans is here,” Bossier says, “I feel like Mardi Gras Indians are going to be here.”

Aquarium Drunkard: You were raised within the culture of Mardi Gras Indians. Your Uncle was a Big Chief. What sort of impact did that have on you as a child?

Jermaine Bossier: As a child? Just seeing those Indians is an amazing sight. I could just remember my mamma taking me to see the Indians and telling me that this one person was the “Big Chief.” And he was just beautiful, man. He had on all these feathers. He was just beautiful. And, you know, it was always something that I wanted to do, but at the time, in the early ‘80s, it was still at little wild. They would do a lot of shooting and so I wasn’t ever able to mask. I was just an observer for a long time. But I always wanted to mask, man. I always wanted to mask, you know? It had a really big impact on me.

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Aquarium Drunkard Presents: Transcendence — A Mixtape

Transcendence: Our third collaboration with Portland, OR based record collectors Sam Huff and Colton Tong. Consider the following a vintage Friday night basement-party jammer. 70s era groove-makers, stoned soul bass rhythms and snaking synthesizer vibrations, all filled to the brim and ready to consume. Running time: one hour. Pairs well with a good time.

Listen . . .

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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. The Ryley Walker session can be downloaded, HERE. . .

SIRIUS 417: Jean Michel Bernard — Générique Stephane ++ B.F. Trike - Be Free ++ Dinosaurs - Sinister Purpose ++ Flaming Groovies - Golden Clouds ++ The Rolling Stones - I Just . . .

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Alan Vega, Alex Chilton, Ben Vaughn :: Cubist Blues

In December, 1994, Alex Chilton, Ben Vaughn, and Alan Vega walked into Dessau Studio in Manhattan.

They had only the vaguest idea of what might happen. There was a basic premise, that friends Vaughn and Chilton were going to “play the blues” with Vega, visual artist and frontman of the avant-garde electronic duo Suicide, but beyond that, nothing.

Chilton had just finished a series of shows with his beloved reunited band Big Star; Vaughn, who’d cut his teeth in the roots scene and working with maverick country musician Charlie Feathers, had recently appeared alongside Mudhoney, Luna, the Flaming Lips, the Gories, Codeine, and others on a tribute comp to Vega and Suicide, Invitation to Suicide. The duo was eager to work with Vega, and excited by the prospect of pure creative deconstruction.

What they recorded over two frenzied nights was released in 1996 as Cubist Blues on Henry Rollins’ 2.13.61 label. The base elements were simple: guitar, synth, piano, skittering drum machines, some bass, and live drum kit, undulating under Vega’s reverb cloaked rockabilly incantations. The record was released and made some waves in Europe, but was virtually ignored in the U.S. It quickly fell out of print. But for those who caught on, who heard in the album’s grooves a wild, unrestrained fervor, more spiritually connected to free jazz than alternative or indie rock, Cubist Blues was a treasure. Weird and feral. Oozing. “Liquid,” Vaughn calls it, over the phone from the Mojave Desert, discussing the late 2015 re-release of the album by boutique label Light in the Attic.

“Alan insisted we had no expectations going in,” Vaughn says. The approach – loose, unplanned, almost entirely improvised –was new to him. “He didn’t want to have any discussions prior to going in. He was excited when Alex joined in, but he didn’t want to know anything beyond that. As a matter of fact, telling him that Alex was coming with me almost ruined everything for him. It was one less surprise he would encounter,” Vaughn says. “He was really adamant...really aggressive about not setting up any groundwork that might make anyone comfortable enough to phone it in.”

You can hear the spirit of those evenings in Vega’s cackles, shushes, and barks in album opener “Fat City,” in the limber New Orleans strut of “Lover of Love,” in the pulsing electro-blues of “The Werewolf,” and the spooky, soul rattling gospel of “Come On Lord.” To unbelievers, these songs might sound nonsensical, half-baked, or maniacal. To the converted, they are swampy hymns of devotion from the farthest fringes.

Alan Vega & Ben Vaughn :: Fat City

Listening to the album nearly 20 years after its release, Vega recognizes a special kind of magic in it. “It could it have been a terrible thing, something we finished and said, ‘That’s that,’” Vega says over the phone from his apartment in New York. In 2012, he suffered a heart attack and a stroke, which affected his speaking, but not his verve. His speech is blurred, but perfectly lucid. “But we kept going, because it sounded great,” he says of the the spontaneous recording session.

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