Fresh off the release of The Feeling of Love, Tokyo-based songwriter Shintaro Sakamoto joins us to discuss steel guitar, the influence of Allen Ginsberg, favorite record stores, and New York City music . . .
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Pachyman, the one-man dub reggae project of Pachy Garcia, is not to be slept on. Born in San Juan, PR, and now residing in Los Angeles, Garcia's latest long-player is laced with the good shit. At a dozen tracks, it's a roots ride of originals, all with knowing nods to the genre's greatest innovators.
For this installment of the lagniappe sessions, we asked Garcia to riff on the inimitable Greensleeves label . . .
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Following the release of his covers-heavy self-titled album, Bengali musician Ananda Shankar retreated from the spotlight for five years before dropping its follow up: Ananda Shankar And His Music. Released in 1975, eradicating any preconceived genre expectations, the record immediately lays its cards on the table via side one/track one, “Streets of Calcutta . . .
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Ras Michael and the Sons of Negus’ Love Thy Neighbour is perhaps the last great masterwork produced by Lee ‘Scratch’ Perry within the hallowed walls of his Black Ark studio. It is a testament to the uncompromising spiritual clarity of Ras Michael’s Nyabinghi mysticism, and to the dubwise delirium of the Upsetter’s sonic palette . . .
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Songwriters Renée Reed and Kate Teague join us today for a one-on-one conversation from the wilds of Louisiana. On her self-titled album, Lafayette-based Reed explores lovely and spooky corners, singing in English and French of shadows and ghosts. Over in New Orleans, Teague crafts open-hearted songs, her voice hovering over thoughtful arrangements of synths and guitars. For this special installment of In Conversation, they discuss their situations in the American South, the influence of their parents, and the joys of home recording . . .
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For their debut Lagniappe Session, the Chicago band emits several shades of their distinct musical palette, including the wayward, burnt-out sardonicism of Warren Zevon, the AM country sheen of Female Species, the mysterious pastoralism of early 70s Dylan, and the imbibed care-free state of mind we call Jimmy Buffett . . .
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Few father/son combos could create an album as gloriously warped as It’s Just Wind. During his yearly residency at the Marfa Myths festival, New Zealand psych-pop surrealist Connan Mockasin welcomed his 72-year-old dad Ade Hosford to join a series of jam sessions . . .
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Ahead of the release of The Dharma Wheel, Ethan Miller of Howlin Rain discusses the dark comedy of Ottessa Moshfegh, adventurous music by King Crimson and Stevie Wonder, Thomas Pynchon's V, Capote, and the genre unto itself filmography of Almodovar . . .
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Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.
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A sit down with bassist and composer Melvin Gibbs. Emerging from the fertile New York scene of the early '80s, he's worked with a wide ranging roster of artists. He joins us for a talk about rock music, jazz, the George Floyd protests, playing with Sonny Sharrock, and more . . .
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Weird times, strange signals. Reverberating from the hills of Glassell Park, CA, another half-hour canyon of sight and sound featuring the sonic vibrations of Jack Name, Orions Belte, Stereolab, L’Eclair, Galaxie 500, Babe Rainbow, Spencer Cullum and beyond . . .
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1975’s Hells Angels was the terminal statement. Where the earlier records show ample consideration to the UK’s underground rock scene – Deep Down Heavy and Electric City play like adventurous jazz prog, thrown out of Canterbury for refusing to partake in wry English-isms – Hells Angels trades familiarity for unabashed cosmic impulse . . .
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You’ve heard Karen Black sing in Five Easy Pieces and Nashville. Now, her real life songs are revealed via the Cass McCombs-assisted Dreaming of You (1971-1976), featuring select studio and demo recording from the late actor, restored from their original tapes . . .
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Videodrome. A recurring column plumbing the depths of vintage and contemporary cinema – from cult, exploitation, trash and grindhouse to sci-fi, horror, noir, documentary and beyond.
Now showing: Terry Gilliam’s 1981 fantasy-adventure Time Bandits -- the first installment in his “Trilogy Of Imagination” series . . .
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Welcome back to the stacks. It’s Aquarium Drunkard’s Book Club, our recurring column of recent (or not so recent) recommended reading, featuring Matthew Specktor on Los Angeles, Alan Licht's sprawling interviews, Rosemary Leary, Jeanne Thornton, and more . . .
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