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Aquarium Drunkard Presents :: Ben Watt — Deep Folk 6 / Mixtape

Ben Watt's a lifer -- one-half of electronic duo Everything But the Girl, a producer, DJ, and author. His latest record, Fever Dream, features collaborations with MC Taylor of Hiss Golden Messenger and Marissa Nadler, and finds him mining inspirations he's cultivated over two decades, its hazy, soulful songs unfurling with ease and calm confidence.

For the last few years, he's assembled "Deep Folk" mixtapes, blending field recordings and effects with haunting songs. Below, Watt shared his latest (the sixth installment in the series) as well as a few words about the mixtape's origins, with AD.

I began my Deep Folk Mixtape series about three years ago. I had recently pressed the pause button on my DJ life. After my band with Tracey Thorn, Everything But The Girl went on hiatus in 2000 I spent the next twelve years immersed in underground electronic music, which had had hit me as a new way of hearing and playing music to me after years writing in a similar way - like a long-term painter being introduced to collage. It felt fresh. I ran club nights, launched two labels, co-owned two venues for a while, and traveled many weekends of the year at home and abroad to play deep underground house in basements and ballrooms.

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FORM Arcosanti :: 2016

Sunday evening, just before the sun set over Arcosanti, the experimental city  founded by the late "arcologist" Paolo Soleri in the 1970s in Arizona's high desert, Bill Callahan and his band took the stage in the beautiful amphitheater. Quietly -- as is Callahan's way -- the combo began playing an elegiac version of Prince's 1992 jam "Money Don't Matter 2 Night."

"If there's any place Prince could hear us, we figured it was here," Callahan intoned.

The setting, with a steady breeze rustling overhead, was perfect. It's no mistake that this place, with its ornate domes and ancient-future feel, was chosen by electronic group Hundred Waters as the site of its FORM Arcosanti festival. A beautiful drive up the Black Canyon Freeway, an hour north of Phoenix, the third annual festival was stretched over a weekend in May, featuring sets dispersed throughout Arcosanti's theaters and incorporating non-traditional performance spaces: Bing & Ruth composer David Moore played a grand piano on the edge of a cliff, the wind coursing through cypress tress adding a sonic layer his rippling, minimalist arpeggios; Four Tet and Skrillex collaborated deep in a canyon, on the colorful Elestial Stage.

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VDSQ 2016 :: Michael Chapman, Sarah Louise, Tashi Dorji and Kristin Thora Haraldsdottir

Vin du Selecte Qualitite's founder Steve Lowenthal literally wrote the book on John Fahey (Dance of Death: The Life of John Fahey, American Guitarist, 2014), but don't assume that the artists on his label are mere Fahey imitators. Far from it. If anything, become a member or log in.

Mr. Stress Blues Band :: Live at the Brick Cottage, 1972-1973

The guy staring out at you from the cover of this collection may not look like a blues god -- maybe a little more like your local electrician. But it only takes a few seconds to be convinced. Bill "Mr. Stress" Miller was something of a local institution in Cleveland, playing no-nonsense electric blues boogie in dive bars for decades until his death in 2015. The lineup of the band that bore his nickname was of the revolving door variety -- and become a member or log in.

Psychic Temple :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

Psychic Temple is on a tear: In the last couple weeks, the group, led by composer/songwriter Chris Schlarb, has released not one but two excellent records, the loose-limbed Psychic Temple III and a reimagining of Brian Eno's 1979 album Music for Airports.

The twin albums demonstrate Schlarb's ability to synthesize styles and approaches, combining fusion-era Miles Davis, the English folk rock of Fairport Convention, experimental jazz, rock & roll, R&B, and pop. Working with collaborators like Nedelle Torrisi, Mike Watt, David Hood, Spooner Oldham, and more, the recent work reflects the blooming of Psychic Temple from a conceptual solo project to a full band, capable of strutting boogies, progressive complexity, and sophisticated grooves, and for the first time, confident, commanding vocals. Schlarb discussed the new albums with AD from his place in Long Beach, where he was prepping to head out on tour.

Aquarium Drunkard: This is the third Psychic Temple release, but the first billed with Psychic Temple and the band.

Chris Schlarb: I feel like there’s been a wholesale transformation since the first record. For me, there’s a thousand connecting threads. Damn near all the same people who played on III played on I, it’s just the context is different. I’m singing, rather than it being this exploration of ambient music and jazz and folk. But by the time III rolled around, I was a bit more adamant about [releasing it as a Psychic Temple record]…It was a little bit easier to convince them this time around.

AD: Psychic Temple III definitely sounds group-oriented.

Chris Schlarb: It turned into a band. There was a core of people who kept coming back, and we just kept exploring new territory, but we were doing it together. I really love the idea that this is its own entity. In the future, if I put out any records under my own name, those will be different even still.

Psychic Temple :: You Ain't A Star

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Beatles :: Child of Nature (The Esher Demo Tapes, 1968)

Unreleased John Lennon bit from the Esher Demo Tapes, recorded at Kinfauns in Surrey, England. We know it as "Jealous Guy" via Lennon's 1971 Imagine LP . . .

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Rollin’ Up The Rim: A Vintage Canadian Mixtape

Two sons of Tommy Douglas invite you on a spring trip across Canada. From lonesome provinces to cosmic territories, and everywhere in between. A place where private press unknowns stand as tall as under-appreciated legends. Enjoy the ride.

Anne Murray - Buffalo In The Park
Luke Gibson - All Day Rain
Bruce Cockburn - Going To The Country
Dunleath - And That's For Sure
Bill Wing - World For Sale
Dixie Lee Innes - Queen of Colby Kansas
Sim Rushton - Just Watching P.E.I.
Mirth - Going Away
Ernie Manera - Just Another Pretty Face
Jim Munro - Snow . . .

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How Small We Are (A Mixtape)

Our ongoing collaboration with Zach Cowie, aka Turquoise Wisdom, returns with How Small We Are — A Mixtape. Tune in and turn on this Friday as Cowie guests on our SIRIUS show — channel 35, noon EST.

(artist - song - album - label)

intro- an interview with simon jeffes over the intro to part II of gorecki’s symphony no. 3
daniel lentz - solar cadence - after images . . .

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SIRIUS/XMU :: Aquarium Drunkard Show (Noon EST, Channel 35)

Our weekly two hour show on SIRIUS/XMU, channel 35, can be heard twice every Friday — Noon EST with an encore broadcast at Midnight EST.

SIRIUS 432: Jean-Michel Bernard — Générique Stéphane ++ Tommy James - Midnight Train ++ Caetano Veloso - Nine Out of Ten ++ Della Humphrey - Dream Land ++ The Combinations - While You Were Gone ++ Mighty Voices Of Wonder    - Every Year Carries A Number ++ Francis Bebey - Douala, O Mulema ++ Jim Woehrle & Michael Yonkers - Monkey's . . .

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Tarpon :: A Soundtrack (1974)

Before Jimmy Buffett became a corporation, he was a rangy and somewhat ragged country-folk singer/songwriter living a low finance life, still discovering his marketable Margaritaville persona. One of the projects he worked on in those early 70s Key West days was the soundtrack for a now mostly forgotten, but oft-times beautiful impressionistic fishing film / hippie travelogue called Tarpon.

At the time, Buffett was hanging out with a group of fellow cosmic American artists, all in search of fun and adventure. These included writers Tom McGuane, Richard Brautigan, and Jim Harrison, painter Russell Chatham and film makers Guy de la Valdene and Christian Odasso (Odasso had recently completed We Have Come For Your Daughters, which followed a 154 person bus and truck tour spreading “the gospel of flower power” throughout the U.S.). In a 1986 posthumous article about Brautigan in Rolling Stone, this group was described as a loose collective of “rough cut, highly competitive male artists.”

And though they were competitive, there was an overriding camaraderie among the men — evident in de la Valdene’s and Odassos’ Tarpon film. Tarpon is a fishing film in the same way John Lurie’s surreal early 90s Fishing With John series is about fishing. The sport is partly a vehicle to explore larger philosophic questions and reflect on nature and humanity.

Tarpon :: Soundtrack Excerpt One

Buffett’s soundtrack is low-key, laid back country akin to the textures on his albums of the time - A White Sport Coat and a Pink Crustacean, Living and Dying in  ¾ Time, and A1A — but all instrumental. The music accentuates the cinema verite / pseudo-documentary nature of the film. The hippies, the tourists, the grizzled old salts; atmospheric, moody shots of fly fishing in the sub-tropical heat and giant tarpon jumping in the scattered sun (bringing to mind the cinematography of Peter Fonda’s 1971 The Hired Hand). Informal interviews with McGuane and Brautigan are highlights, Brautigan’s in particular as he expounds from a hammock, one of the only existing instances of him ever captured on film.

It’s not all existential mellowness, however. In a particularly brutal and jarring sequence, a deckhand on a tourist excursion fishing boat wears a “shark killer” t-shirt and seems to take perverse pleasure in clubbing small sharks to a bloody death while the passengers watch uneasily, not sure whether to laugh or look away.

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Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

In the market for an expansive, dreamy headphone record par excellence? You couldn't do much better right now than Ears, the latest by Bay Area composer Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith.

Mining influences like the minimalism of Terry Riley, Suzanne Ciani and Laurie Spiegel, the films of Hayao Miyazaki, and the cartoons of Jean Giraud Moebius, Smith's vision is kaleidoscopic and breathtaking, equally evoking rich earthiness and cosmic expanses. It's an enveloping, moving record, blending woodwinds played by Rob Frye of Bitchin Bajas, bubbling arpeggios, and Smith's vocals, multi-tracked and densely layered.

AD spoke with Smith from her home, where she was prepping for her upcoming tour with Animal Collective, packing last minute provisions and gearing up for live performances.

Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith :: First Flight

Aquarium Drunkard: I have my own personal experiences listening to Ears, but I wonder: Were you trying to evoke anything like a specific mood on this record?

Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith: My intention was to create a sonic motion ride through a futuristic jungle. I wanted it to be heard straight through, from beginning to end, so that it feels like it has an intentional arc to it. Well, it's pretty straight "up," so it's more a ramp than an arc. I can't presume everyone will listen to it straight through, but that was my intention.

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Ilian :: Love Me Crazy

"Anybody can throw a bunch of licks at your face," Endless Boogie's Paul Major writes in the liner notes of Anthology Records' new reissue of Ilian's 1977 pop gem Love Me Crazy. "Communicating, telling the story is where it's at."

"When you hear my songs, you always good," Leon D. Nahat -- Ilian himself -- says from his place in Flagstaff, Arizona. "When you hear a song and you want to play it again, that's . . .

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Let Me Take You To The Empty Place: An Incomplete Story of Peter Laughner and Television (Slight Return)

Cleveland guitarist/singer/songwriter/scenemaker Peter Laughner, best known for co-founding Rocket From The Tombs and Pere Ubu, died at far too young an age in 1977. But he managed to pack an astonishing amount of activity into his short life -- including a tangled relationship with Television, Tom Verlaine's pioneering CBGB-centric NYC band. Over the years, countless myths, legends and half-truths have been built up about this relationship, often going way beyond "just the facts." Fortunately,  Cleveland punk scholar/Laughner archivist Nick Blakey has gone above and beyond and written Let Me Take You To The Empty Place, the definitive history. It's an essential longread.

As a soundtrack to Nick's essay, we've got two raw-but-right documents: Laughner's early 1976 tape of a Television set at CBGB (kindly supplied by Peter's friend and collaborator Don Harvey), along with a home recording of Peter and Don in Ann Arbor, featuring some of his own distinctive originals (check out the gorgeous rendition of "Amphetamine), plus covers of The Velvet Underground, Richard Hell ... and Television, naturally.  words / t wilcox

Download: Television - CBGB, January 1976 (zipped folder)

Fire Engine / Prove It / Little Johnny Jewel / Psychotic Reaction / Friction / Guiding Light / Let Me Out / Kingdom Come

Download: Peter Laughner - The Ann Arbor Tape, February 1976 (zipped folder)

Candy Says / Fire Engine / Blank Generation / That's The Story Of My Life / Dead Letter Zone / Amphetamine / Venus de Milo

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Cracked Actors: A Look Through The Bowie Cover Catalog

David Bowie had a habit of covering the songs of other artists, sometimes sublimely, sometimes woefully. In turn, covers of Bowie songs range from the “why?” (see Barbra Streisand’s “Life On Mars?”; well, don’t really) to the weird to the rare version that manages to surpass the Bowie original.

The earliest hail from a time when Bowie was as much a jobbing songwriter as he was a performer. Scraping together a living in part by doing lyrical translations for Israeli and Belgian composers, Bowie made demo after demo, which his manager sent to the likes of Peter, Paul & Mary, Jefferson Airplane, Chris Montez, and Tom Jones, with no success.

A few took chances with Bowie’s material in the Sixties. In 1965, Kenny Miller sang Bowie’s fledgling composition “Take My Tip”. There was Billy Fury’s go at “Silly Boy Blue”, with Fury gamely handling lines like “yak-butter statues/ that melt in the sun.” Better still is The Slender Plenty’s version of a song that Bowie never recorded (though a demo exists): “Silver Tree Top School For Boys,” in which masters and boys in a public school share joints on the cricket pitch.

Giving Bowie a push after a halt in momentum (he’d had a UK Top 10 hit with “Space Oddity” but his follow-up singles stiffed) was Peter Noone’s take on “Oh! You Pretty Things,” a UK #12 in 1971. Noone and his producer Mickie Most tweaked the lyric (the earth is a “beast” here, not a “bitch”) and smoothed the song’s rough edges. Bowie played what he called “composer’s piano” on the recording, needing multiple takes to get through it, as his hands would cramp up at the keyboard.

Bowie also offered one of his strongest compositions of the period, “All the Young Dudes,” to Mott the Hoople. It was a bequest to a band he liked, and it essentially marked the end of Bowie, Songwriter. Having become a cross-Atlantic rock star with Ziggy Stardust, he no longer had to market his compositions (with a few exceptions–he wrote for Ava Cherry, Mick Ronson and Tina Turner, among others).

So here’s a dig through the Bowie catalog, as heard through the voices of others. We start with a track originally from Bowie’s 1967 debut LP. - Chris O'Leary

White Fence - “She’s Got Medals": As the chassis of Bowie’s gender-fluid “She’s Got Medals” is the garage band staple “Hey Joe,” it’s fitting that White Fence (Tim Presley and friends) showcased the song’s Nuggets qualities in a 2013 Aquarium Drunkard Lagniappe Session.

Lucien Midnight - “Space Oddity": For grandeur, there’s the astronaut Chris Hadfield singing “Space Oddity” from space; for eeriness, there’s the Langley Schools Music Project, who sound like the children of Village of the Damned singing in harmony. Lucien Midnight (pseudonym of Montréal’s Frank Fuller) made Bowie’s trademark song a washed-out, bummed-out internal conversation: “la planî¨te terre est bleue, qu'est-ce que tu m’veux  ça me calisse?” (roughly “planet earth is blue, so why the fuck should I care?”). Major Tom also wears a fur hat here, not a helmet (well, he is in Montréal). From 2008’s Champion des Choses en Bois.

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