Tropico impasto. Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.
34.1090° N, 118.2334° W . . .
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After hanging out and recording with Caetano Veloso in his London exile, Jards Macalé returned to Brazil to lay down this slinky slab of progressive MPB. Released in 1972, just as the last embers of tropicália were still giving off heat, Jards Macalé is a stripped-down acoustic outing combining a loose, giddy irreverence with exacting rhythmic interplay . . .
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Today on Transmissions he joins host Jason P. Woodbury for talking about the perils of making the new record, This Night, the virtues of being a dilettante, nu-metal, Van Morrison, New Order, and much more . . .
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High five to Don Giovanni Records (on a winning streak this year with new releases from the likes of Swamp Dogg and Lavender Country) for digging up the mid-'90s cosmic country records of Cherokee Rose. Growing up in Minneapolis, the now Santa Fe-residing Rose Moore had occasion to bring her raw, diaristic songs to Paisley Park Studio, resulting in 1993’s Buckskin and 1995’s To All the Wild Horses. The two albums, reissued earlier this month, dazzle in the way they transcend their unadorned, folk origins—Moore having never bothered to learn more than a few basic . . .
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Transmitting from a ghost station on the other side of Saturn, it’s Radio Free Aquarium Drunkard on dublab, a four-hour freeform excursion airing every third Sunday of the month . . .
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After releasing five LPs during their first decade, the emergence of disco thrust WITCH into a funky new direction. Chanda left the band as several new members stepped in, including keyboardist Patrick Mwondela, whose dazzling synth work is a highlight of the overlooked albums from WITCH’s second act . . .
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Hang your coat, unknot your scarf, kick your boots to the corner and open those windows–spring is almost here. Aquarium Drunkard presents: A Spectrum of Blue- an hour long medley of spring cleaning, dust knockin’ bluegrass . . .
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Look Up In The Sky. Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.
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For this episode of Transmissions, Beauty Pill join host Jason P. Woodbury to discuss Instant Night and Please Advise, the influence of Miles Davis, William Eggleston, and collaborations with the Taffety Punk Theatre Company . . .
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With a framework now shaped around the loosely defined Jesus People Music (and adjacent sounds), it’s fascinating to dig into similar relics from around the globe such as the remarkable new compilation, FRÄLST! – A Selection of Swedish Christian Grooves 1969-1979. A deep, heady dive into the sounds produced from Swedish Christian communities of the era, like many of its North American counterparts, the bulk of the material is sourced from the rarest archival, private press digging . . .
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A little over four years ago, the underground drumming titan John Colpitts was in a cab heading to the Los Angeles airport, when a drunk driver behind him smashed into the car and sent a carefully arranged, overscheduled life into chaos. Music from the Accident tracks the slow, uncertain progress that starts with a brush with death and ends in a free-squalling avant-garde celebration of life and music and recovery . . .
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Hardly a stranger to this exercise, in 2008 Vetiver's Andy Cabic released Thing of The Past, a lovingly curated collection of covers paying tribute to a grip of his favorite songs. For this installment of the Lagniappe Sessions, Cabic takes on a favorite from Scottish folk iconoclast Bert Jansch, along with the first track off Pete Dello & Friends' 1971 long-player, Into Your Ears . . .
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There are very few who can be (consensus) legends--those who not only command a genre, but redefine it and make it their own, while also making it for everyone. You may not know Abdel Karim al Kabli, but you should know that he was a legend for many people for many, many years . . .
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NYC-based label Palto Flats continues its Yasuaki Shimizu reissue series with Kiren—the Japanese saxophonist and composer’s previously unreleased 1984 “work for experimental dance music.” It follows his previous art-rock ascents on 1982’s Kakashi and 1983’s Utakata No Hibi (his last under the Mariah moniker), and finds him boldly moving forward in ambient-techno-fusion excursions . . .
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Coming together in an unlikely but harmonious collaboration under their recently bestowed Sanskrit names, Turiya Alice Coltrane and Devadip Carlos Santana recorded Illuminations as a reflection of their newfound spiritual awakening. Released in 1974, the album embodies a deliberate shift for both artists, who had edged closer to explicitly devotional compositions throughout the early seventies . . .
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