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Lee “Scratch”Perry & Mouse on Mars :: Rockcurry

Occasionally, a song breaks forth from the void and strikes you like a bolt of lightning. That's how it feels listening to "Rockcurry," from the late dub pioneer Lee "Scratch" Perry and electronic duo Mouse on Mars (Jan St. Werner and Andi Toma)'s forthcoming Spatial, No Problem, out on the June 5th on Domino Record Co. It feels a little like plugging a fork into the electrical socket. Shock. Boom. A whole new world . . .

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Wendy Eisenberg  :: S/T

Wendy Eisenberg plays like a musical Bildungsroman. It's filled with mature reminiscences on old dreams (and their decay, and their radiance), the invisible coordination of a family, the constant mutations of life as it moves towards death, and the adventure of learning to embody yourself on the way there, while avoiding simple teleological notions of fortune and fate. It's a lesson in self-acceptance (or self-appeasement) as well as self-reinvention . . .

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White Fence :: Orange

Like an unwavering sonic horizon, Orange delivers a vibrant and jangly collection of songs that weren't just merely worth the wait, but feel like just the right amalgamation of musician Tim Presley's prolific career to date. The first White Fence record in over seven years, the chiming guitars and Ty Segall back behind the drum kit and console convey a warbly and mysteriously optimistic guiding light. Hence the record's namesake, the record offers a clear-eyed and bullish vibrancy in contrast to the downright foggy greys and blues of yesteryear . . .

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Matching Mole :: S/T (1972)

Following his departure from Soft Machine in 1971, Robert Wyatt's short-lived second outfit Matching Mole was a cohesive, progressive quartet of fellow Canterbury scene talents. Partly recalling early Softs sensibilities with Wyatt back behind both the drum kit and microphone, part furthering the avant-prog, free jazz and "voice as an instrument" sensibilities of his solo debut The End of an Ear. From clinically narrating the deconstruction of a pop song to experimental, improvisational mellotron jams, the band's 1972 eponymous debut is representative of the signature talents and eminent stroke of wit of Wyatt . . .

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All One Song :: James Jackson Toth on “Thrasher”

And here to talk with us about “Thrasher” is ⁠James Jackson Toth⁠, a terrific songwriter whose career matches Neil in terms of eclectic, exploratory and highly personalized vibes. He’s been a man of many monikers over the years; there are records under his own name, there are records under the ever-morphing Wooden Wand designation; there’s DUNZA, there’s James and the Giants, there’s One Eleven Heavy and more. Whatever you end up checking out, you’re guaranteed to be transported to strange, funny and powerful places. The man who has a "What would Neil Young do . . .

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Aquarium Drunkard 21: June 26 & 27

Two nights commemorating 21 years of long-form listening. Come blow some candles out with us on our birthday at the Teragram Ballroom here in Los Angeles on June 26th and 27th. On deck: LA's own SML, Fabiano do Nascimento, Genevieve Artadi, Reverberation Radio DJs, and more . . .

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Twisted Teens :: S/T & Blame The Clown

CPN Hollywell has a voice like a cat’s tongue, raspy but soft, with the rough-edged blues-i-ness of Greg Cartwright, the anthemic rock burr of Royal Headache’s Shogun Wall, the frenetic garage-roots energies of Thee Retail Simps. His band, out of New Orleans, plays a cracked, county-tinged punk rock, crusted in fuzz and zinging with frantic slides . . .

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The Lagniappe Sessions :: Shane Parish

No stranger to transformation, Shane Parish has built a career that moves fluidly between original composition and interpretive work, distilling and reimagining inspired source material—from the intimate lyricism of Chet Baker to the transcendent soundscapes of Alice Coltrane—while continually expanding his own voice, most recently on Autechre Guitar. This installment of the Lagniappe Sessions finds Parish taking on late 90s southern gothic Cat Power, the croon of Lana Del Rey, nascent Bjork, and the nearly lost hushed brilliance of German folk singer Sibylle Baier . . .

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Videodrome :: Hung Up on a Dream: The Zombies Documentary (2023)

At its best, Hung Up On a Dream examines how The Zombies sculpted their distinctive sound — not so much the abrasive rebellion of rock and roll that their fellow British Invasion peers took part in, but the cool croon of romance and mystique, best exemplified by Argent’s jazzy pop arrangements and Blunstone’s breathy vocals. Drawing on The Zombies’ own memories of being tenacious, starry-eyed kids navigating the topsy-turvy world of show business to reflections on the legacy they’ve left behind, the documentary provides an approachable, high-level overview of the band and their enduring influence . . .

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Terje Rypdal :: Odyssey

Odyssey is the point where it all came together for Norwegian guitarist, composer, and ECM mainstay Terje Rypdal. Released in 1975, just as the “ECM sound” was beginning to smooth out, Odyssey delivered a searing double album of deep and moody jazz-rock from the land of the midnight sun. If Gateway and Julian Priester’s Love, Love are your ECM jams of choice, this is definitely one to add to the rotation . . .

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Whitney Johnson, Lia Kohl, and Macie Stewart :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

It might take a decade before you’re ready to make a record. Lia Kohl, Whitney Johnson, and Macie Stewart, multi-instrumentalists and stalwarts of the Chicago experimental music scene, have been playing and recording together since the late 2010s, in duos and on each other’s respective solo LPs. But 2026 sees the trio finally release BODY SOUND, their improvised debut, for International Anthem. Aquarium Drunkard spoke with Kohl, Stewart, and Johnson about friendship, the sacred, Yoko Ono, tape loops, surprise, improvisation, and more . . .

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Star Moles :: Highway to Hell

As the years are wont to be, 2026 has been a gloomy son of a bitch. One can’t help but occasionally, if not often, feel deeply uninspired – fearful of having lost the capacity to ever be deeply moved again. It’s in these dire times that we are beyond blessed to have an artist like Star Moales come along. And while in no means is that meant to suggest the musical project of Philadelphia-based Emily Moales is in any way new, her latest album—the endlessly rewarding and wholly endearing Highway to Hell—feels like the most fully . . .

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Archer Prewitt :: Gerroa Songs

In the spring of 1999, The Sea and Cake's Archer Prewitt spent a few days in a partly dilapidated building and makeshift studio in the Australian coastal town of Gerroa. Equipped with his guitar, an 8 track reel-to-reel and a couple of friends, the understated Gerroa Songs is a self-described aural snapshot, a stripped down and almost meditative affair. An airy and sparse antithesis of Prewitt's tight studio works, the seaside spatial atmosphere of the recordings is a formula likely to win over fans of the modern Guitar Soli revival, various ambient works and beyond . . .

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The Aquarium Drunkard Show: SIRIUS/XMU (7pm PDT, Channel 35)

Via satellite, transmuting 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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Bruce Hornsby :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

Near the end of his latest Indigo Park, Bruce Hornsby sings something of a conclusion—or perhaps a belated introduction: "I've been seeking magical thinking/I think I detect a trend/This could be the start of something/Or this could be an end." The lyric isn't cited to suggest the 71-year-old songwriter is going anywhere. If anything, Indigo Park speaks to the hot streak Hornsby's been on since 2019's Absolute Zero. Aquarium Drunkard caught up with him to discuss the album, basketball chants, his work with The Grateful Dead, literary fiction, and much . . .

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