The first of three collections that gather together a whopping 48 songs recorded in late 2002, in between Time (The Revelator . . .
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Drive west on Sunset to the sea . . .
Those familiar with the psychic topography of Los Angeles are keenly aware of the undercurrent Donald Fagen's vocal inflects as "Babylon Sisters" slides into its languid second gear. At once sprawling yet claustrophobic, LA can indeed feel like a jungle teeming on the brink.... and never more so than over these past five months. If you live in the city, reaching the Pacific Coast Highway is beyond just a destination--it's more like a balm.
"Babylon Sisters" aside, this one goes out to all the Steely . . .
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Cedric Noel is a one-man song factory. From his home base in Montreal, he's bounced from genre to genre, producing emotionally driven indie-rock, ambient synth music, and romantic electro-pop under his Special Solace alias. His latest moves into a heavy reverb-drone rock sound. "Nighttime (Skin)" showcases both his knack for heartrending melodies and Dinosaur Jr.-sized riffs and lyrics that explore the concept of identity . . .
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Legendary New Orleans pianist and songman James Booker only released two studio albums in his lifetime. His second and last studio effort, Classified, has recently been remastered and remixed for reissue, and it speaks to his wild talent and chaotic life, a sublime R&B record that prompts the question where else his dazzlingly skill might have taken him had things turned out differently . . .
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Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.
Tonight: During the first hour, a preview of The Lagniappe Sessions, Vol. II out August 29 via Record Store day . . .
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Rather than existing at odds with the disturbing energy of the pandemic, and the eerie silences that accompanied the quarantine, Woods feel profoundly present. Their balmy psychedelia reckons with the world rather than seeking to escape it. Reflecting on and reasoning with death, they ask, “I see old friends when I sleep…Where do you go when you dream?” In a momentary flash, we see children age and gardens grow . . .
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On the heels of two new eps from her Wye Oak and Flock of Dimes projects, songwriter, producer, and multi-instrumentalist Jenn Wasner joins us for a frank, funny, and dark talk about this strange year. Wasner has never settled comfortable into just one mode—scanning through her discography reveals folk, synth-driven art rock, and guitar epics—but her inquisitive, intricate lyrics serve as a throughline. Transmissions is available wherever you hear podcasts and right here . . .
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As Museum of No Art, Germany’s Mona Steinwidder creates sounds that emerge like mirages in a shimmering heatwave. Using a curious palette of samplers, synths, and clarinet, Steinwidder’s compositions float between genre boundaries, neither ambient nor beat-driven but softly pulsating. There is a stateliness to her melodies that recalls the music of Tragedy-era Julia Holter, with a similar use of daydreamy vocals as yet another texture in her patchwork of gurgling arpeggios, bass hums, and echoing horns . . .
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Journeyman musician Fred Thomas joins Jesse Locke for a free ranging interview about his many projects, music writing, his recent trilogy of excellent, heartbreaking solo albums—All Are Saved, Changer, and Aftering, and his new moniker, Idle Ray. While just getting started, he’s already delivered some of the most moving songs of 2020 with more to come in the near future . . .
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... two vibrant, cinematic interpretations of traditional Japanese songs. "Tōryanse," a children's song typically played as crosswalk music, is reimagined here with a Yamasuki Singers-style choir over a lush and propulsive arrangement not dissimilar to the music on Wunder's excellent Wabi Sabi LP. "Sakura," which is customarily performed during Cherry Blossom season, finds the enigmatic maestro going wild on the harpsichord amidst swelling strings, traditional instrumentation and one of his signature breakbeats . . .
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Desert crooner Howe Gelb wanders into a sleepy Pennsylvania Jazz bar, looking to retrace his youthful steps before the great flood of '72. A short musical interlude . . .
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The fourth volume of live recordings from taper Cory Rayborn for Aquarium Drunkard.
Featuring: New Bums, Chuck Johnson, Steve Gunn, PJ Harvey, Dirty Three, and more . . .
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Via satellite, transmitting from northeast Los Angeles — the Aquarium Drunkard Show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35. 7pm California time, Wednesdays.
Tonight: Coney Island era Lou Reed, Devendra Banhart, Hideki Ishima, Tim Presley’s White Fence, Broadcast, Shintaro Sakaomoto, Simply Saucer & more . . .
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Chicago guitarist Eli Winter continues his musical metamorphosis on the gorgeous new album Unbecoming. Defying the advice of industry middlemen pushing artists towards instant pop gratification, it unfolds patiently through extended instrumental rambles. At age 23, Winter currently splits his time as a freelance writer, while developing his own six-string techniques drawing on the influences of contemporaries Steve Gunn, Ryley Walker, and the late Jack Rose . . .
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Lots of records evoke a place. But Mossy Kilcher's 1977 lost folk gem Northwind Calling does more than that: it welcomes the listener into the spirit of her treasured place of origin, Alaska. Born to homesteading parents who'd fled Switzerland during World War II, Mossy was raised near Homer, Alaska, and her beguiling songs are filled with references to the land, paired with field recordings she made there. This week on Transmissions, Mossy joins us to discuss returning to her naturalistic masterpiece more than four decades later . . .
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