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Kevin Morby :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

Late last year, after incessant touring among the ranks of his Alma mater acts Woods and The Babies, Kevin Morby released his solo debut - the stunning folk of Harlem River. On the self-proclaimed ‘homage to New York City,’ Morby transposed from supporting role to lead with a nonchalance often not found among even the most seasoned of songwriters. After relocating to the West Coast, it’s perhaps the changes both sonically and geographically that allowed Morby the necessary means to begin shaping the music he had always sought to make.

Speaking with Morby just a few days before the release of Still Life, a road worn collection of songs that weaves in and out of reality, his demeanor is much akin to his music, both kind and introspective. Having returned home just a day prior from a European trek, Morby spoke excitedly about learning to take music seriously, his introduction to psychedelic music, and his new found love of being a “solo artist.” Still Life is out now via Woodsist.

Aquarium Drunkard: You’re coming off a run of European Dates with Justin from the Babies. What was the response like this go around?

Kevin Morby: It was incredible. I’ve been telling a few people this but it’s the best tour I’ve ever been on, to be honest. Justin and I have played music together for a longtime and it’s always sort of been in a rock band environment; three to four people up on-stage, atypical rock bands…which is great and fun, but we did it as a two piece as a financial decision. So we could both get over there and both see money.

AD: Were you nervous at all about it being just the two of you?

Kevin Morby: We were nervous as shit about it at first, but it opened up a whole world that hadn’t been penetrated by me, or us, yet. Especially with the singer-songwriter thing because with it being just a two piece it was very quiet, Justin played with brushes. We both played at the front of the stage and kind of built this little environment with a lamp and a rug on stage. We played small clubs and it was really intimate. I got to play a large part of my catalog that we hadn’t approached yet because we were able to draw back a bit. It was almost like being in a new band. It was awesome.

AD: I’ve caught your set in a few different settings. Your songs keep the same weight and intensity regardless of the lineup. Are you thinking of this while writing?

Kevin Morby: It’s not something I think about a ton. I have no problem going into a studio and having a lot of bells and whistle knowing I won’t be able to demonstrate that live. One of the things I like about being a - quote on quote - solo artist is that (the music) can exist in a bunch of different ways.

There’s this live Lou Reed record that I’m obsessed with from ’72 and part of what I love about it is that he’s playing all these songs off of Transformer and stuff, these big songs. But it’s him with a four piece band, so all the horn parts they play as guitar solos and he does the back-up vocal oohs and aahs. I like that dynamic a lot.

Kevin Morby :: Parade

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Jimmy Lee Williams :: Hoot Your Belly Give Your Backbone Ease

Jimmy Lee Williams lived his entire life in Poulan, GA. He also lived his entire life as a peanut farmer and juke joint rocker.

Williams was pretty much unknown to everyone outside of his town and farming community until musicologist, George Mitchell, discovered and recorded Williams on his farm in the late 1970s. He wasn’t admired until ten years after his death. Williams has the ability to really fill the entire . . .

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Steve Palmer :: Unblinking Sun

Listening to the first 30 seconds or so of Steve Palmer's excellent Unblinking Sun, you might think you're in for an album of low-key, Fahey-style fingerpicking. Think again. Six-string eclecticism is the Minnesotan's MO, as Palmer rapidly shifts gears into the careening krautrock boogie of "Cassini," with a classic motorik beat and whiplash electric guitars providing the fuel for a fun, loose-limbed ride.

Unblinking Sun  may bounce around stylistically over the course of the album's 40+ minutes, but the . . .

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Aquarium Drunkard Presents: Hipshakers & Heartbreakers – Vol 2

My grandfather, C.W. Hardwick, died when I was sixteen. We were not close. Growing up, I knew very little about him. I knew that he was fond of jumpsuits, Sam Houston cigars, Murder She Wrote, and that he owned a coin-op business in San Antonio, Texas. We would drive or fly out from California on a fairly regular basis to visit my mother’s side of the family, but we spent most of our time with aunts and uncles, eating Tex-mex and swimming in the Comal river. “Pop” as he was known in the family, just didn’t have much time for grandkids. Oddly enough, he did end up inadvertently shaping my musical tastes–particularly in Rhythm & Blues, and early Soul records.

C.W. Hardwick Enterprises Inc. was, to my understanding, essentially a one-man operation. He would sell and service pinball machines, one-armed bandits, video games and his cash crop so to speak--jukeboxes. If you were to walk into any pool hall or ice house (e.g. Bar) in central Texas from 1950 to 1990 and drop a coin into the jukebox, there is a pretty good chance my grandfather put it there. Being the jukebox man meant that it was his responsibility to keep his machines stocked with the newest hits. All of those discs were sent directly to him from record labels and their distributors on a regular basis. What he did not stock, he kept.

When he died, he left behind over 4,000 45s–jukebox records he had miserly stored for forty years. My uncle transported them from the warehouse of C.W. Hardwick Enterprises after the building was sold to the warehouse of his own business where he asked me if I'd like to take them off his hands. I gladly agreed, but being sixteen and living in my parents' house, I knew that if I were to take the entire stash my folks would probably hassle me forevermore about where I/they would store such a mass of vinyl--so I did what I thought would be the next best thing.

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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 359: Jean Michel Bernard — Générique Stephane ++ The Zion Travelers - The Blood ++ Los Sleepers - Zombi (Mexico) ++ The Soul Inc. - Love Me When I'm Down ++ Del Shannon - Move It On Over ++ Jacques Dutronc - Hippie Hippie Hourra ++ The Beach Boys - Old Master Painter/You Are My Sunshine ++ The Love Language - Lalita ++ The . . .

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Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

On August 27th Chicago-based label Drag City announced a new Bonnie “Prince” Billy album, Singer’s Grave a Sea of Tongues , by uploading a staged interview with Will Oldham, the cryptic force and songwriter behind the “Prince” Billy moniker, dubbed . . .

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Herbie Hancock & the Headhunters :: 1974 – Bremen, Germany

“…I had been spending so much time exploring the upper atmosphere of music and the more ethereal kind of far-out spacey stuff. Now there was this need to take some more of the earth and to feel a little more tethered; a connection to earth…” Herbie Hancock, 1997

Cascading back into the etheric plane, Hancock centered his new 70’s quintet, the Headhunters, around the filthy sounding clavinet and flanked it with a slick rhythm and blues section composed of Paul Jackson (bass), Mike Clark (drums) and Bill Summers (percussion). Not to be forgotten . . .

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Diversions :: Luke Winslow-King (Delta Blues/NOLA Mix)

Diversions, a recurring feature on Aquarium Drunkard, catches up with our favorite artists as they wax on subjects other than recording and performing.

Luke Winslow-King's latest long-player, Everlasting Arms, hit shelves last month via label home, Bloodshot Records. Once again, the  New Orleans based journeyman's latest collection is a swirling medley of primitive blues, gospel, folk and beyond. For this installment of Diversions, Winslow-King highlights a choice selection of Delta Blues and NOLA favorites.

Abner Jay :: The Reason Young People Use Drugs

I think Abner Jay really understands America's youth. He has a knack for singing very direct lyrics without metaphor. His sadness and life experience are shared so purely and honestly. You  can't tell  from this video that Abner Jay is a one man band; singing, and playing harmonica, guitar, and drums with his feet.

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Ramblin’ Jack Elliott :: If I Were A Carpenter (Johnny Cash Show)

They don’t make ‘em like The Johnny Cash Show anymore. In September 1969, Ramblin’ Jack Elliott appeared on the program and performed this spellbindingly cosmic rendition of Tim Hardin’s “If I Were a Carpenter.” Perhaps it’s the aging of the footage; the sepia-toned wear and the forested set, but there is something completely enigmatic about this performance. Jack’s posture is mysterious, his voice alien — high and reedy one moment, then deep and gravelly the next, nailing the poignancy of a line like . . .

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Hello, Mr. Soul :: Neil Young Covers, 1967-1978

Dig into this -- a wide array of Neil covers from his first decade or so in action. There's folk rock, funk rock, country rock, yacht rock, pop rock -- all kinds of rock. And plenty of other stuff, too. New perspectives on old favorites. Say hello to Mr. Soul.   / t wilcox

Spotify Version: Hello Mr. Soul :: Neil Young Covers, 1967-1978

1. Till the . . .

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Catching Up With Steve Gunn :: The Aquarium Drunkard Interview

With 2013’s Time Off, guitarist Steve Gunn took a leap that often proves disastrous for guitar soli performers: he started singing.

His albums had featured vocals before, but Time Off was different. On it, Gunn embraced proper songcraft, echoing the timeless strains of the Grateful Dead, Rob Galbraith, and J.J. Cale, pairing impressionistic lyrics and his smoky voice with Appalachian drones, cyclical riffs, and long-form boogies. Gunn was terrific as an instrumental bandleader and improviser; he proved to be an even better songwriter.

Ever prolific, Gunn followed the album with works more rooted in the instrumental realm, Melodies For a Savage Fix with Mike Gangloff, Cat Mask at Huggie Temple with Desert Heat, and Cantos De Lisboa, recorded with British folk guitarist Mike Cooper. But his new long player, Way Out Weather, is indeed the proper follow up to Time Off, a continuation of that record’s transformative ideas.

“Time Off was us kind of getting more comfortable in a studio,” Gunn says over the phone from New York, speaking in the same deliberate tones as he sings his songs. “Most of the recordings that I made previous to that were live or kind of home recordings… recording live shows or setting up a rat trap of microphones in my apartment.”

Gunn says Time Off was an extension of his work with drummer John Truscinski, freeform jams drawing from a wealth of deep music the two shared: early sixties electric blues from Chicago, Malian blues by Ali Farka Touré and Boubacar Traoré, the sounds of Musa Ma'rufi, tanbur player Ostad Elahi, sitarist Nikhil Banerjee, and the Dagar Brothers.

Working in at Black Dirt Studios in upstate New York with Jason Meagher, Gunn, Truscinski, and Justin Tripp took those vibes and added in elements of West Coast psychedelia and sterling J.J. Cale grooves. With a proper singer/songwriter album under his belt, Gunn invited an even larger band to Black Dirt to fill out Way Out Weather: Truscinski and Tripp returned, along with stringman Nathan Bowles, harpist Mary Lattimore, Meagher on bass, James Elkington on lap steel and Jimy Seitang playing synth. Tripp served as producer, arranging parts while others tracked.

“Everyone was workshopping things while we were tracking other things,” Gunn explains. “It was really a kind of awesome process. People would just kind of drop in and accompany what I was doing.” Gunn and the band had discussions about specific studios -- Capricorn, Fame and Muscle Shoals Sound Studios -- and players, like the Wrecking Crew and Ron Elliott, the guitarist and arranger on some of Gunn’s favorite records: Candlestick Maker, the Beau Brummels' Bradley’s Barn, and the Everly Brothers’ Roots. “We got real interested in approaching things influenced by some of the records we were freaking out about,” Gunn says.

With a larger ensemble in tow, Way Out Weather is more colorful than its predecessor, evoking the full band interplay of Fairport Convention or Van Morrison and band live at Montreux in 1974. The band sounds exuberant, like prime Dead on “Milly’s Garden,” playfully ornate on “Shadow Bros,” evoking the haunting layers of Frippertronics on “Wildwood,” and gets ominously groovy on the album’s stunning closer, “Tommy’s Congo,” where Gunn intones, “Never look down at what you need to do,” over a looping drumbeat and swaggering bass.

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Bear Medicine :: The Moon Has Been All My Life

Lexington, KY’s Bear Medicine doesn’t occupy a space--it invents one. Any description of their music using rock crit shorthand–“chamber-prog-folk,” for instance–seems inadequate, even misleading. To put it plainly, Bear Medicine leaves me speechless. Joshua Wright’s songs simultaneously nod to and annihilate time-tested songform traditions, while the band’s spooky energy and skillful arrangements combine to reveal a multiplicity of ideas within each strange, evocative song. Fans of artists as varied as Comus, Led Zeppelin circa III, Kayo Dot, and Townes Van Zandt . . .

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Broadcast :: Tender Buttons Demos

Tuesday marked the late Trish Keenan’s birthday, she would have turned 46. Her partner and bandmate, James Cargill, released two demos this week from the 2004 Tender Button sessions, via the band’s “Future Crayon” website, in her remembrance. That record is often referred to as “the minimal one” by fans -- a more simplified-sounding collection compared to the blooming psychedelia of its predecessors; Ha Ha Sound and . . .

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Bomboclat! Island Soak 5 :: Jamaican Vintage Dub (A Mixtape)

Just in time to help you squeeze the last remnants of heat out of this Indian summer, the fifth installment of our ongoing Bomboclat! series is an atmospheric and predominantly dub heavy mixtape. Hat tip to Jon "Sir Lord Comic" for his help in compiling these tracks. Find volumes one through four, here. - Cognoscere

Download: Bomboclat! Island Soak 5 :: Jamaican Vintage Dub (zipped . . .

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The Mattson 2 :: Agar

The Mattson 2 are twin brothers Jared and Jonathan Mattson. Descending from southern California. with one brother on drums and the other guitar, they are a self-described jazz duo. But as Agar, their latest lp, attests, they occupy a space much wider than that. At only five tracks and just under thirty minutes long, Agar is certainly concise; a clear and focused statement on both the brothers’ artistic chops and frame of mind . . .

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