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White Eyes :: S/T (1970 / 2015 – Numero Group)

Chooglin’ through Midwest backwater towns in a 1953 Cadillac Hearse - appropriately named “Black Boris” - Missouri’s White Eyes were almost another lost to time psychedelic band. That was until the Numero Group happened upon them amongst a dusty filing cabinet, via the long defunct booking agency New Sound Projections. In it they found a one-sheet containing an ominous logo and a brief, but spirited, description of the group …

“Also hailing from Missouri, these talented musicians have delighted audiences in coffeehouses, dances and concerts alike. White Eyes blend . . .

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The Kingston Springs Suite

If things had worked out differently, Vince Matthews and Jim Casey’s 1972 album The Kingston Springs Suite might be heralded as an outlaw country standard, alongside conceptual records like Red Headed Stranger, Will the Circle Be Unbroken, and Bitter Tears. Produced by Shel Silverstein in association with Johnny Cash, “Cowboy” Jack Clement, and Kris Kristofferson, it’s an example of down-home high art, a love letter to the small rural town for which its named, southwest of a thriving Nashville in the early ‘70s . . .

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Twain :: Life Labors In The Choir

Twain is the vehicle of Mat Davidson, previously of the Low Anthem and Spirit Family Reunion. In the way the latter describes their music as “open door gospel,” Twain very much evokes that same atmosphere -- open door in both the sense that it is welcoming and that it breathes. Gospel in an early morning folk color. Spiritual in earth tones.

“Are We In Heaven?” which opens last year’s Life Labors in the Choir, is like a draft passing through the window on a humid day. Davidson’s deep . . .

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Diarrhea Planet – Kids :: Pickathon / Galaxy Barn

Welcome to the sixth installment of an ongoing series with Pickathon, showcasing footage from the Galaxy Barn located at Pendarvis Farm in Oregon: Diarrhea Planet - "Kids".

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Fats Domino :: Lady Madonna

"Lady Madonna' was me sitting down at the piano trying to write a bluesy boogie-woogie thing  ... It reminded me of Fats Domino for some reason, so I started singing a Fats Domino impression. It took my other voice to a very odd place." - Paul McCartney

So consider this -- Fats' version of "Lady Madonna" -- a tribute to the tribute. One of three Beatles covers appearing on Fats' Richard Perry-produced 1968 lp, become a member or log in.

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 387: Jean Michel Bernard — Générique Stephane ++ Oliver — Off On A Trek ++ Linda Perhacs — Paper Mountain Man ++ David Wiffen — Never Make A Dollar That Way ++ David Crosby — I’d Swear There Was Somebody There ++ Neil Young — The Old Laughing Lady ++ Ellen McIlwaine — Can’t Find My Way Home ++ John Martyn — Solid . . .

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John Cale :: Big White Cloud

Following his departure from The Velvet Underground, John Cale re-emerged with this sleeper of a solo debut, Vintage Violence. The centerpiece of the record is the lush and elysian dream-pop number “Big White Cloud.” As though truly recorded in heaven, Cale is surrounded by sweeping strings and cosmo-country piano, as he dramatically transcends the self, fusing with the sea, the earth and the skies. Floating amongst the sonic air, he sings, “Oh, I love it, yes I love it, oh I love it so…”

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At the Drive-In :: Arcarsenal (Sydney, 2001)

Depending on who you believe, At the Drive-In were on the verge of becoming the next – and maybe last – band of the 'alternative' era to earn household-name status when they broke up in March 2001. Their performances were always volatile, even hostile; that volatility could sometimes turn inward, as Omar Rodriguez-Lopez’s early exit during a 2000 Conan appearance testifies.

Here, singer Cedric Bixler-Zavala taunts the Big Day Out crowd for not knowing The Fall (“You’re listening to too much hip-hop . . .

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Clifton’s Corner :: Volume 26 – Soul, Calypso, R&B & Beyond

(Volume 26 of Clifton’s Corner. Clifton Weaver, aka DJ Soft Touch, shares some of his favorite spins, old and new, in the worlds of soul, r&b, funk, psych and beyond.)

For the last couple of months, I’ve been really delving into the roots of our popular music. Chicago blues, early R&B, Caribbean sounds, and country are the staples of my listening these days and this is reflected in my selections.

Kicking off this installment are two storming R&B tracks. One is by Albert King and the other is by Little Johnny Taylor. Although, known for his stinging guitar playing, Albert King’s “C.O.D.” is a swinging, Hammond organ-led dancer. Little Johnny Taylor’s “Somewhere Down The Line” is a bit more traditional, featuring guitar and harmonica. ” followed by Little Milton’s “Can’t Hold Back The Tears".

Albert King :: C.O.D.
Little Johnny Taylor :: Somewhere Down The Line
Little Milton :: Can’t Hold Back The Tears

Next up is fairly new interest of mine: Calypso. I’ve been getting into artists such as Lord Kitchener and The Mighty Sparrow, who’s “Man Before Morning” I’ve decided to feature here. Prince Buster’s double entendre “Sheep On Top” keeps us in the Caribbean and the Artwoods (Ron Wood’s older brother’s band) betray a Caribbean influence in the cover of Chuck Berry’s “Talkin’ About You” Buddy Guy’s “The Slop Around” is a great piece of Chicago blues/R&B and is perfect for a dance floor.

Mighty Sparrow :: Man Before Morning
Prince Buster :: Sheep On Top
The Artwoods :: Talkin’ About You
Buddy Guy :: The Slop Around

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Wax Wonders :: The Rain Parade

In honor of The Rain Parade appearing in Los Angeles last week, here's where it all began; 33 years ago at 45 RPM.

In the early 1980's the Los Angeles music scene was a place of diametric opposites. The punk scene had become its own form of conformity, while the last gasp of the bloated, cocaine-driven superstars (which were still massive commercially) began to suffer a comedown culminating in a crash 'n' burn thanks in part to the visual media of MTV.

The Rain Parade were formed in 1981 by a pair of roommates -- one California native (Steven Roback) and a transplant from Minneapolis (Matt Piucci). The pair were devouring music of the '60s, and found their creative calling within the sound of The Byrds, The Doors and Love; bands that are the spiritual and geographical older brothers of The Rain Parade. Drawing inspiration from the aforementioned, adding the lilting drone of The Velvet Underground, the Rain Parade created something that was entirely out of step with the rest of the L.A scene. The band was rounded out by Steven's brother David, Will Glenn, and Michael Murphy and within their first year together self released the incredible single, below.

The Rain Parade :: What She’s Done to Your Mind

In a recent interview with The Austin Chronicle, Matt Piucci said of the times, "When we started playing in Los Angeles, if you weren’t sweating like a pig in a ripped T-shirt and screaming at the top of your lungs, then you weren’t cool. It wasn’t valid. And we thought that was bullshit. We thought it was very punk of us to play waltz tempos slowly with acoustic guitars at punk clubs. We thought that was punk because nobody else was doing it."

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Aquarium Drunkard Presents :: An Evening With Ryley Walker

Wednesday, June 3rd, Aquarium Drunkard presents an intimate evening with Ryley Walker in Long Beach. Location to be announced.

Limited capacity. Tickets available for purchase, here. We have a few pair to giveaway to AD readers. To enter, leave you name and a valid email address we can reach you at in the comment field. Not one to be . . .

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The Birth of Rock And Roll :: Jim Linderman – The AD Interview

One of my favorite things about collecting old records is the ephemera.

Dried and pressed flowers, photos, newspaper clips, love letters, stems. In most cases, I’ve kept each these artifacts with the record I found them in. It seems their natural place, sandwiched in the gatefolds, tucked behind paper sleeves. Taken on their own, they’re valueless things, but beyond that, there’s significance. They are reminders that music provides context; that sounds can serve as tools for decoding, memorializing, and documenting our moments. I think about these things flipping through the pages of become a member or log in.

One Step With Mr. Wiffen: A Snippet

It was around 2006 when Zach Cowie shared with me the magic of folk crooner David Wiffen and his self-titled debut. Not easy to obtain, the first copy I was able to nab was a CD-R burned by an 80-year old Canadian named Andre, connected via a message board forum following many failed attempts to score the record via the usual suspects. It arrived with a cryptic post it note attached that read "DO US ALL A FAVOR AND DO NOT DUPLICATE". But how can . . .

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Aquarium Drunkard Presents: Paradigm – A Mixtape

Paradigm: Our second collaboration with Portland, OR based record collectors Sam Huff and Colton Tong. In contrast to last year's Solstice, the following two hours mines all manner of percussion, all bent on the soulful side of things with a handful of psych-laced joints throughout.

Paradigm - A Mixtape, Hour One (external link, zipped folder)
Paradigm - A Mixtape, Hour Two (external link, zipped folder)

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