Covered in kudzu and swathed in a blanket of humidity, spanish moss, feedback and reverb exists Futurebirds. Here, at this intersection, we find a synthesis of the two extremes of Neil Young's yin and yang. It's at this crossroads, on this plane that Futurebirds meld the sweet, lilting, pedal steel and harmonies of the Stray Gators with the raucous, buzzing, distortion of Crazyhorse.
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(Diversions, a recurring feature on Aquarium Drunkard, catches up with our favorite artists as they wax on subjects other than recording and performing.)
Bill Baird and Sunset have steadily become one of my favorite exports out of Austin, TX. As prolific as he is talented, Baird and co. seemingly, and quietly, release a record, 7", EP, etc every several months on Austin's own burgeoning Autobus Records. The label is poised to release not only a new Sunset LP (Loveshines but The Moon Is Shining Too) but a Baird solo album as well (Silence!) After the jump Baird takes us through the highly personal, and equally mysterious, process that is songwriting.
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The fact is, I really want you to like Menomena. In particular their latest, and third LP, Mines. I could go on and on about the songs, the amazing composition, the intricate sounds and layers they incorporate, about the fact that this is a band that uses a computer program one of the members invented himself and not just the setting on a . . .
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Not sure how I had never seen this gem before (high five, Reid). Like a lost Jonathan Richman project from another dimension, Son Seed (?) kicks out the jams with "Jesus Is My Friend." So many "special" moments...too many to go into here. Wow.
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Our weekly two hour show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 26 (SIRIUS), and channel 43 (XM), can now be heard twice, every Friday — Noon EST with an encore broadcast at Midnight EST.
Today I'm airing, in its entirety, Scottie Diablo's THE CRAP OUT, a mixtape which you can download become a member or log in.
I heard "Three Sisters," the first track off J. Tillman's forthcoming LP, Singing Ax, last Spring while sitting in Josh's van on the side of Glendale Blvd. It was just after dusk when the ghost of Steve Albini's old drum machine, from the Big Black days, came crunching through the speakers midway through the track. Consistently stark, Ax is some next level shit in the Tillman catalog. This . . .
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I hadn't heard this in years. Pulled out a hard drive today in order send this track to a friend as we had just been discussing Gillian Welch's Soul Journey LP from 2003. The following cover of "Revelator," off Welch's album of the same name, has a Crazyhorse feel with Ryan Adams leading the charge backed by David Rawlings and Welch during . . .
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(AD's m. garner, exiled in Montreal the past two years, takes in a Fool's Gold show in the north country.)
It’s been hot this summer in Montreal. We’ve broken into the triple digits with the heat index (that’s the upper thirties if you keep score in Celsius), and a slick blanket of humidity coated the streets for much of July. There was a rush on fans. The metro, like most people’s homes, isn’t air-conditioned; people have driven around aimlessly, choosing . . .
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Wanda Jackson is, and shall always remain, the undisputed queen of rockabilly, but Sparkle Moore's incredibly brief career will always hold a special place in the imagination. Her entire vibe is surreal. If she had not existed, David Lynch and Angelo Badalamenti would have surely created her, if only for a picture or two. Releasing just a handful of sides on Fraternity Records in the fifties, Moore's delivery, cadence, phrasing and lyrics were uniquely her own---she also rocked a pompadour worthy of become a member or log in.
Certainly one of the classic country-rock records, Lost In The Ozone was Commander Cody's first disc released back in 1971 (MCA). The original group formed sometime around 1967 in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Eventually they would relocate to San Fransisco and become a major live phenomenon. The group were led by pianist George Frayne (Commander Cody), vocalist/harp player Billy C. Farlowe, pedal steel player . . .
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Love both the intro and outtro here. Owns the studio version. Filmed for Old Grey Whistle Test, London, England. Qu'est Que C'est. Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better . . .
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Fellow Elvis weirdos know that sometimes you just have to track down every conceivable version of the man's hits. So it was with Jackie DeShannon's cover of the Leiber/Stoller penned "Trouble" made famous by the king in his film King Creole, and seriously revamped in the '68 Comeback Special. A very early entry in DeShannon's career, the track was efficiently used this past week during the . . .
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Most of the "new" music I'm interested in these days is the aural equivalent of throwing gasoline all over an amp/guitar/whatever, flicking a lit cigarette on it and watching it burn. And yeah, that's a good thing. I'm more than happy to take a pass on the whole Thompson Twins-esque stuff that's passing for 'innovative' right now. I instinctively get off on crunchy, fucked up, rock & roll --- the kind of stuff Ike Turner and the gang started 50 years ago with their blown out and brokedown, newspaper-stuffed, amplifier on . . .
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Over the past six months I've been inviting some of my favorite voices online (and beyond) to guest DJ during my weekly show on SIRIUS XMU. For those of you sans satellite radio we've been turning the sets into mixtapes. They range from the sunkissed 70s grooves of Rising Storm and Cold Splinters to the blown out bootcut of DJ Turquoise Wisdom, with a delicious side of international taboo courtesy of Ponytone. Today we catch up with impresario/manager/gentleman Scottie Diablo.
Entitled THE CRAP OUT, Diablo's two-part mix draws completely from the burgeoning 90s underground garage rock circuit. Memphis...London...Detroit (and beyond) are all represented. Listening to this mix in 2010 is a fierce kick in the ass from a time (not so long ago) when "lo-fi" and "garage rock" weren't just music PR buzz words. So go ahead, indulge your inner teenage delinquent and press play.
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Occasionally, when the mood strikes, I'll make seasonal recommendations, and folks, today is one such occasion. Newly reissued by Fat Possum, Sonny & The Sunsets' LP Tomorrow is Alright (originally released in 2009 via Soft Abuse) deserves a place in your summer soundtrack. Tailor made for sunburns, balmy nights and road trips, this is a record that already sounded good, and now, having given it the obligatory beach/campfire test, I'm reminded why some . . .
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