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John Martyn: Rooted In The Country, But Aiming For The Cosmos

“Woodstock’s the best place I’ve found so far. I detest New York, but upstate it’s OK.” (John Martyn in Melody Maker, 1970)

By the end of 1968, future psych/folk-jazz icon John Martyn was at an impasse, creatively, personally and professionally. His first two albums - both very folky, largely solo, British-sounding affairs - had flopped, he was tired of London, and had yet to find his own voice. Changes would soon come, however, in the form of another young folk/blues singer named Beverley Kutner and a temporary relocation to Woodstock, NY, a hotbed of counterculture.

Martyn met Kutner, a protégé of producer Joe Boyd, at a shared gig that winter and the two soon fell in love. By the time Boyd had scheduled early summer 1969 sessions in New York for her first solo album, Kutner and Martyn had moved in together, gotten married, and written a batch of new songs. These new numbers were markedly different for Martyn, and were influenced by his current favorite album, the Band’s Music from Big Pink. For John, the Band’s very American, rural songs were a signpost to something else beyond the limitations of London’s incestuous folk community.

Serendipitously, Boyd had rented a house for the pair in Woodstock, the birthplace of Big Pink, for album rehearsals. Keyboardist and arranger Paul Harris, bassist Harvey Brooks, and drummers Billy Mundi (Zappa’s Mothers of Invention) and Herbie Lovell would fill out the band. Beverley insisted that John be a major part of the recording, and what was initially to be a solo album soon became a duo project. Though he had agreed to hire Martyn on as backing guitarist, Boyd was not enthusiastic about the prospect, having heard stories of Martyn’s oft-difficult personality. And the producer had reason to be cautious, for when it came time for recording in New York City, the headstrong Martyn (still only 20 years old at the time) and the more experienced Boyd reportedly clashed, creatively and otherwise.

John & Beverley Martyn :: John The Baptist

Conversely, the time spent woodshedding in Woodstock was idyllic and eye-opening for Martyn as the artist colony was buzzing with creativity. John and Beverley’s neighbors were the actor Lee Marvin’s girlfriend and Jimi Hendrix (“He used to arrive every Thursday in a purple helicopter, stay the weekend, and leave on the Monday. He was amazing…a good lad”, said Martyn). Bob Dylan lived down the road, and was recovering from his infamous motorcycle accident. The Martyns bumped into him at a benefit concert they were asked to perform at in Woodstock for Pete Seeger’s Hudson River Sloop Clearwater. According to Beverley in Lee Barry’s Martyn bio Grace and Danger, John flew into a jealous rage when he came upon Dylan and Beverly talking, though Martyn says in a Melody Maker article a few months later, “It was a treat to see him alive and well; he seemed really beautiful”.

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Miles Davis :: Vienna 1973

When listening to the electric work of Miles Davis and his bands in the 1970s, the thought that often goes through my mind is: "How the fuck are they making these sounds?" This high quality 1973 video of the band taking no prisoners in Vienna offers a few answers. Gear heads will dig the lingering shots of keyboards and amps; musos will study every frame devoted to the astonishing guitar attack of Pete Cosey and Reggie Lucas. And then there's Miles himself, the magnetic center of it all, reveling in the massive cloud of dark funk . . .

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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 427: W-X - Intro ++ BBC Radiophonic Workshop - Vespucci ++ Shintaro Sakamoto - Mask On Mask ++ The Makers - Don’t Challenge Me ++ Peter Gabriel - We Do What We’re Told ++ Shintaro Sakamoto - In A Phantom Mood ++ Ramases - Dying Swan Year 2000 ++ Jeff Phelps - Excerpts From Autumn ++ Starship Commander Woo Woo - Master Ship ++ Ty Segall - Squealer . . .

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The Contributors Of Soul :: I Don’t Know

Unheralded soul from Chicago, The Contributors of Soul headed down to Memphis in the summer of 1970 to record with Al Green's band. While the group (and its previous iteration, The Creations) never achieved success, nor note, outside of the bustling South Side scene, they left behind a handful of could-have-been classics. "I Don't Know" is a B-Side from that Memphis session, one which should never have been relegated to forgotten status. words / b kramer

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Ruth Copeland :: I Am What I Am (1971)

Over the past 72 hours I've encountered two references, in completely different contexts, to Ruth Copeland -- specifically her 1971 album, I Am What I Am. Copeland's second studio effort once again found her backed by George Clinton, Eddie Hazel, Bernie Worrell and others from the Parliament-Funkadelic crew. As such, this shit is nasty. If you've yet to encounter this record, here's a taste - the scorn-funk "Don't You Wish You Had (What You Had . . .

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Bonnie “Prince” Billy & Bitchin Bajas: Epic Jammers and Fortunate Little Ditties

Will "Bonnie 'Prince' Billy" Oldham has a habit of materializing in interesting places: behind the camera, shooting the cover of Slint's Spiderland; behind Johnny Cash, singing background vocals on the Man in Black's cover of his song, "I See A Darkness"; on a tractor in an alternate Kanye West video; in films as quiet and nuanced as Old Joy and in movies like Jackass 3D, which is as subtle as a film called Jackass 3D can be.

Epic Jammers and Fortunate Ditties,  Oldham's new collaborative album with Chicago new age/minimalist outfit Bitchin Bajas isn't an entirely surprising affair -- they share a label, Drag City, and a similarly intuitive  approach to folk art -- but like those aforementioned instances, his appearance on the LP feels  serendipitous  and magical. To paraphrase  Aquarium Drunkard contributor Tyler Wilcox, the combination of Bonnie and the Bajas sounds like a cult we might be willing to join.

Bonnie 'Prince' Billy & Bitchin Bajas :: Show Your Love And Your Love Will Be Returned

"When I listen to their records and tapes, it’s that great thing that you end up having with music you feel a deep connection with: it feels tasty and familiar, like it’s somehow already a part of you," Oldham says of the Bitchin Bajas via Skype.

Last year, Oldham invited the band along for a tour of the Midwest.  Following the shows, conversation turned to a potential collaboration.

"We got along beyond levels of just simple conversation," Oldham says. "We got along in practice and aesthetically…the natural progression from there was how we might apply our musical ideas into a shared concept."

Recorded live with the Bajas (Cooper Crain, Dan Quinlivan, and Rob Frye) at Oldham’s space in Louisville, Kentucky, with additional recordings and revisions in Chicago, Epic Jammers is the result of that shared concept. Bonnie slides right into the group's celestial drones and cosmic, contemplative tapestries -- the long, blissful moments recall the meditations of Laraaji or the peacefulness of Popol Vuh.

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Anna Homler :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

The genesis of Breadwoman stretches back to the early '80s, when performance artist Anna Homler found herself singing while driving through Topanga Canyon, chanting out in a strange, rhythmic cadence. Homler's melodies weren't from any language she recognized, but felt like more than just absentminded moans or nonsensical babbles to her. "I still remember the moment," Homler says via the telephone. "It was a language I didn’t know but it was musical and melodic."

She began to tape these songs, and a few years later teamed with experimental composer Steve Mosier to shape them into an album called  Breadwoman, named for a character she'd developed around the songs: a woman, her face and body obscured by bread, an mythic representation of a woman "so old, she'd turned to bread." Released in 1985, the album represents the intersection of experimental art, tape culture, and electronic music in Los Angeles in the 1980s. It's collected, along with two more compositions, as part of RVNG Intl.'s Breadwoman & Other Tales. The collection is beautiful and otherworldly, Homler's  glossolalia drones playfully weaving in and out of Mosier's bending synth  melodies, sound effects, and rhythms. There  are nods to various cultures -- tonal similarities to African, European, and Native American musics  --   but their experiments feel untethered to specifics, not so much "world music" as "other world music."

Since the first Breadwoman experiments, Homler's thrived making  art and music, with Mosier and others, like English violinist Sylvia Hallett (their 2012 album, The  Many Moods of Bread and Shed, is particularly worth checking out) but the new reissue has brought her focus back to the Breadwoman character and concept. She discussed it with Aquarium Drunkard.

Anna Homler :: Oo Nu Dah

Aquarium Drunkard:  When you first began singing on that Topanga drive, what were you thinking? Were you asking yourself, "What is this?"

Anna Homler: I wasn’t thinking at all.

AD: How did you realize you weren’t just humming or singing absentmindedly?

Anna Homler: I recorded it. In those days, we all drove around with little cassette players. I just taped over one of my cassettes. I noticed that every time I got in my car, the songs would just sort of come to me. [They would come] when I was washing dishes, just doing any sort of mindless task. They would be there. I recorded them, paid attention to them, and that’s why I think they didn’t just disappear into the air.

AD: What term would you use to describe what you were doing? Did you feel like you were channeling or receiving something?

Anna Homler: I felt like [the music was] deep inside of me, not that it was something coming through me. It was something that was a part of me. They were cellular songs, very organic sounding.

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The Feelies :: Only Life / Time For A Witness (Reissues)

Like so many of their peers, The Feelies made a stab at wider commercial appeal in the late '80s and early '90s. Fortunately for us, this move didn't result in watered-down music. The band's last two LPs (before a triumphant 21st century reunion), 1988's Only Life and 1991's Time For A Witness are classics -- perhaps not quite as heralded as Crazy Rhythms and The Good Earth, but classics nonetheless, showcasing The Feelies at their most locked . . .

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Wax Wonders: Grateful Dead – Anthem Of The Sun (1971 Remix)

A cornerstone of psychedelic music, 1968's Anthem Of The Sun has long been unfairly brushed off by critics and heads alike. While the group were unhappy with their studio debut (the garage-y, fun, tuneful and downright speedy The Grateful Dead, 1967), they pulled out all the stops for their second release, pushing the patience of both producers and their label along the way.

Not content with merely editing together the lp's individual songs into a seamless suite, the group managed to incorporate both studio and live performances into one seamless whole. It’s unclear upon listening what comes from where, and even though I’ve listened to the album hundreds of times, I’m often struck by how it consistently gives the impression of pleasant disorientation, coupled with a general ‘what the fuck is going on here?’ sensation.

Early on in the sessions, producer Dave Hassinger quit the project, frustrated and disgusted. Hassinger had notably produced The Rolling Stones and The Electric Prunes; in fact, it was his work with The Stones that spurred the Dead to hire him to man the mixing board. Regarding the initial Anthem studio sessions, which found the Dead cross-country from their San Francisco in New York City, Hassinger was quoted as saying:

“I gave up in New York. We’d been working for a long time on that second album, and they had put down some new tracks in New York, and nobody could sing them, and at that point they were experimenting too much in my opinion. They didn’t know what the hell they were looking for…they were going from one end of the spectrum to the other… It was like pulling teeth, until finally I couldn’t take it anymore.”

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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 426: Jean-Michel Bernard - Générique Stéphane ++ The Fall   - Totally Wired ++ Psychedelic Furs - We Love You ++ A Certain Ratio - Shack Up ++ Felt - Something Sends Me To Sleep ++ Billy Changer - Chiller ++ The Cure - I’m Cold ++ Lilliput - Die Matrosen ++  Beat Happening - Indian Summer ++ R.E.M. - Stumble ++ The Feelies . . .

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Dead Notes #12 :: June 8,1974 — Oakland, CA

1974 is one of the greatest and most transformative years within the Grateful Dead’s history, with two major events setting the tone: the official unveiling of the infamous ‘Wall of Sound’ and the band ominously playing “The Last One”, on October 20th, marking the beginning of an extended hiatus.  The Wall of Sound was the brainchild of the infamous LSD chemist-cum-audio engineer and early Dead benefactor, Owsley “Bear” Stanley, in collaboration with instrument manufacturer Alembic. The completed system (weighing 75 tons with . . .

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William Tyler :: Attics of My Life (Avant Ghetto / WFMU Drive)

Help keep independent freeform radio alive. WFMU is presently in the midst of its 2016 fundraising marathon. To sweeten the pot Jeff Conklin, host of the weekly program The Avant Ghetto, has put together Songs to Fill the Air - a 12 track compilation of contemporary artists covering the Dead. One of the artists taking part is William Tyler with his take on "Attics of My Life" - which you can hear below, along with his notes on the track selection and WFMU.

William Tyler :: Attics of My Life

As someone who traffics in non-denominational hymns of a sort, albeit without words most of the time, I was drawn to "Attics of My Life." I have always felt that most of the key songs on American Beauty are almost like all purpose hymns that would be appropriate at funerals, weddings, school graduations, and birthdays. "Ripple", "Brokedown Palace", "Box of Rain", and "Attics" fit this model. The Jungian marriage of Dark/Light that the Dead always embodied better than any other band in the world is so stark in these fragile, timeless songs. There's something graceful, unsettled, and truly spiritual in them and they constantly bring me comfort and insight.

WFMU changed my life. When I was in my early twenties, and there was a sort of independent radio graveyard in the Nashville airwaves, I started listening online and I've been devoted since.

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Glenn Jones :: Fleeting

There's an abundance of great Takoma School fingerpickers on the scene these days, but I'd be hard pressed to name one more masterful than Glenn Jones. First coming to renown as a member of the unclassifiable Cul de Sac, in recent years, Jones has established himself as one of the most quietly powerful acoustic musicians we've got. His latest for Thrill Jockey, Fleeting, is a stunner from start to finish, offering 10 compositions for guitar and banjo that cast a lasting, luminous spell over the listener . . .

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Heron Oblivion

Heron Oblivion may be the eponymous debut of this San Francisco based band, but for the musicians involved this is far from their first rodeo.

Ethan Miller and Noel Von Harmonson endeared themselves to fans of intense guitar music everywhere as part of Comets On Fire, while Charles Saufley was a member of kindred spirits Assemble Head In Sunburst Sound. Drummer/vocalist Meg Baird (formerly of Espers) released one of become a member or log in.