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Robert Wyatt :: Rivmic Melodies

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"The missing links in my life's work, no less!" – Robert Wyatt

How's that for an endorsement? Though two of the tracks were later re-recorded by the group (appearing on Soft Machine's second and third albums), Wyatt's original renderings provide much more than a cursory, academic glimpse into the nascent material. Loose, intimate and inspired, these nearly forgotten demos document the young artist's muse in motion during an ascendant period of Soft Machine's creative trajectory . . .

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Self Discovery For Social Survival: A Film

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8 musicians, 16 surfers, and tucked-away surf breaks in Mexico, the Maldives and Iceland are on full display, as the viewer is taken on a journey that showcases the seamless relationship between wave and sound. As the opening credits state, the surfing was done in real time… the music was created in response . . .

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The Lagniappe Sessions :: The Quiet Temple

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The end of July sees the release of left-field jazz ensemble The Quiet Temple's self-titled debut. A collaborative effort, the group’s primary members are Rich Machin (Soulsavers) and multi-instrumentalist Duke Garwood; further augmented by Spiritualized's Thighpaulsandra and Doggen Foster, with Stereolab saxophonist Ray Dickaty. An expansive, free and very out affair, for this installment of the Lagniappe Sessions, the ensemble stretch out on the godhead of Coltrane's "Africa", Band of Gypsys' fer-de-lance "Machine Gun", and riff on The Grodeck Whipperjenny . . .

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Norma Tanega: Walkin’ My Cat Named Dog

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Tanega's debut was recorded and released in 1966. Twelve tracks in 29 minutes, the album stylistically scans a hybrid of folk and blues traditions, along with erstwhile doses of orchestral-pop balladry. No matter the approach, the entirety of Walkin' is driven by and framed by Tanega's unorthodox vocals, unusual lyrics, and atypical time signatures. Hardly conventional compared to her peers, the album still managed to reach #22 on the charts. Imagine that today . . .

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Tim Bernardes :: Recomeçar

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Digging into O Terno spurred a deep dive into the work of the São Paulo band’s jack-of-all-trades, Tim Bernardes, whose 2017 release, Recomeçar, shines exquisitely from head to toe. Bernardes’ voice is truly next level . . .

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Badge Époque Ensemble :: Painting With Mood (A Mixtape)

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Maximillain Turnbull walks us through the library music, jazz fusion, and progressive sounds that inform the self-titled debut of his Badge Époque Ensemble, which is driven by flute, Rhodes, clavinet, and strutting grooves . . .

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Los Hermanos Calatrava :: Space Oddity

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Fictional astronaut blues. Here's a chestnut we've been spinning via satellite for years, a grotesquerie which seems to elicit an equal measure of delight and horror depending on the beholder. Via Barcelona, Los Hermanos Calatrava's wholly bizarre rendition of David Bowie's "Space Oddity" was released in 1974 - five years after the original 7" single. If nothing else, the cover begs the question: is it possible to "unhear" something? Cuidado mis . . .

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The Staple Singers: Slippery People (Soul Train, 1984)

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The "Slippery" cover, featuring David Byrne on guitar, was a minor hit for the Staples -- enough so that it brought the family's 70 year old patriarch out of retirement. Far from their first rodeo, the cover was also responsible for the Singers fifth appearance on the long-running television monolith that was Don Cornelius' Soul Train. As covers go, this one feels like a second skin . . .

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The Lagniappe Sessions :: Boogarins

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Brazil’s Boogarins recently released their third album, Sombrou Dúvida, a set which finds the group refining their Tropicália influenced, mutant psych-rock into a concentrated, glowing sheen. For this installment of the Lagniappe Sessions, the group lay their influences bare with covers from My Bloody Valentine, the Velvets, and the Kinks . . .

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Sessa :: Grandeza

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On Grandeza, the debut album from Sao Paolo–born artist Sessa, the eponymous lead track swings casually into the frame with lightly strummed nylon-stringed guitar and sparse hand percussion. Sessa’s deadpan tenor nonchalantly weaves in and out of the accompaniment of his heavenly, all-female chorus; setting the stage for the mesmerizing vocal interplay that highlights the set throughout . . .

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Cy Dune :: Desert

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There is no one single sound of the desert. The desert is a collage: wind rusting creasote, reptiles scraping across, communicating birds overhead. Cy Dune's Desert, the latest dispatch of sun-damaged blues from Seth Olinsky of Akron/Family, reflects the noise of the Sonoran. It serves as an audio companion to the spirit that fueled Edward Abbey's Desert Solitaire: "...feel that raw and rugged earth...draw blood! Why not . . .

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Daniel Norgren :: The Flow

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"The Flow,” which is, frankly, just a mean, lean motherfucker of a song. Norgren keeps the affair ambient and sparse – a languid and nocturnal blues, one that fogs the senses with a hint of inherent yet nebulous danger. Channeling Neil Young lost somewhere in outer space, Norgren is just “bumming around / trying to find the flow.” Sinewy streaks of pedal steel, forlorn saxophone, delicate piano, and blown-out howling electric guitar are his sole company . . .

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Oh, How She Dances: An Evening With Tav Falco & Panther Burns

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... I can’t recall if Falco opened that show with “Oh, How She Dances” but it has been his set opener every time I’ve seen him in the intervening decades. The tune is a litany of sideshow freaks, an evocation of forbidden delights, and the de facto theme song of Falco’s 40-years-and-going outfit, the Panther Burns . . .

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