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Elvis Presley :: Stranger In My Own Town (1970 Rehearsal)

One on my favorite Elvis records is a bootleg -- Cut Me & I Bleed released on Double G Records in 1999. The album is a collection of alternate studio, home, and live rehearsal recordings that present “another side” of Elvis. Pedestal removed, Cut Me & I Bleed presents "The King” in a raw, more human, and often explicit manner -- one that eschews the family friendly image constructed by the Elvis foundation.

Twenty-two tracks total, the . . .

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Andersons All Stars :: Intensified Girls (Blue Cat Records, 1968)

Produced by Gladstone Anderson - 1968, Blue Cat Records. 7" A-Side (flip "Jump And Shout").

MP3: Andersons All Stars :: Intensified Girls

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Gene Clark :: Here Tonight | The White Light Demos

Throughout their various lineups, The Byrds certainly saw some huge talents pass through their ranks, from David Crosby to Gram Parsons, from Chris Hillman to Clarence White (not to mention, of course, the group's one mainstay Roger McGuinn). The best songwriter of the bunch, however, was Gene Clark. Under the spell of Another Side Of Bob Dylan's word-drunk poetry, Clark wrote The Byrds' most indelible -- if not most well-known -- tunes, with haunting vocals, plaintive melodies and an introspective lyrical vision.

Clark left The Byrds in 1966, reportedly due to his unwillingness to tour (the co-writer . . .

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Richard & Linda Thompson :: Theatre Royal, London, UK, 1977

“Some songs deserve to fall off the radar,” wrote Richard Thompson curtly in response to a question on his website about a handful of “lost” tunes he and his then-wife Linda Thompson debuted back in 1977. The songs in question: “The Madness of Love,” “King of Love,” “Bird In God’s Garden,” “Rescue Me,” and “The Fire In The Garden.” Fortunately, we've got this bootleg tape of Richard and Linda playing in London with a short-lived ensemble. Richard and . . .

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Scout Niblett :: Gun

I love an album that knows how to make an entrance, an album that makes its presence known. Scout Niblett's upcoming LP, It's Up To Emma, very much obliges. Setting the tone with album-opener "Gun", a caustic fuck you from the vantage point of a jilted lover, Niblett douses the track in gasoline and then proceeds to dance around it, watching it burn. Emma is out May 21 via become a member or log in.

Fugazi :: Instrument. Documentary film.

I rediscovered the 1999 Jem Cohen Fugazi documentary,  Instrument, while going through an old box of DVDs over the weekend. Watching it for the first time in a decade, and unlike most things nostalgia related, I came away thinking 'yeah, I'm glad I was there for that in the 90s.' This clip of "Shut The Door", culled from the doc, expertly captures the essence of why I caught this band live every chance I had back then . . .

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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.

Sam James Velde guest DJs during hour two.

SIRIUS 287: Jean Michel Bernard — Generique Stephane ++ Mac DeMarco - Baby's Wearing Blue Jeans ++ Twin Peaks - Ocean Blue ++ Carnivores - Pillow Talk (w/ Atlas Sound) ++ Deerhunter - Rainwater Cassette Exchange ++ The Peoples Temple - Blinding City ++ Spacemen 3 - Feel . . .

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The Men :: Live At WFMU

Some corners still wrestle with what exactly The Men are up to; what to make of the slow march of Americana with a capital Tom Petty creeping into their tracklistings. Live, their plans feel tacked to a different path. The Men deal in a brash form of art -- there's no apologies in their short and varied career. Last year at SXSW, the band ripped between current and future material. Guttural or shouted, scales or licks, every ounce of what makes their records so intimate in their softest and fiercest moments is on display. The Men have their shit on lock - even when boozy or doozy, there's always a chance that this  is the definitive recital.
And it's a thrilling thing to witness, to have documented. The crisper, official-er Live At WFMU, shows them crafting deliberate guitar shreds, drums like a controlled demolition, complex yet measured bass -and   vocals screaming "no, we're still some kind of punk band, but we don't even know what kind specifically..." No matter, we're in it for the ride.   words/ b kramer
MP3: The Men :: Oh Yoko

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The Peoples Temple :: More For The Masses

Gut punch intro with proper soul-moan grunts, the title track to The People's Temple 2012 joint is a swift kick to wake everyone the fuck up. While the debut was good, Masses does it one better. Howling psych-rock still riffing on all our favorite sixties touchstones, it's a headier, funkier, brew this time around. It also features the best homage to the Velvets . . .

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The Howling Hex :: The Best Of The Howling Hex

With little fanfare, Neil Michael Hagerty moved to Denver early last year, and began playing out at various Mile High City clubs with a drummer and bassist in tow. While I've only kept limited tabs on Hagerty's post-Royal Trux activities, I was definitely curious to see what the guy was up to. And it was pretty weird. As his rhythm section laid down mind-numbingly repetitive Norteî±o beats, Hagerty chanted well-nigh indecipherable lyrics -- something about farolitos? -- interrupted by splatters of diamond-sharp fuzz guitar . . .

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Apple And The Three Oranges :: Curse Upon The World

This shit is so nasty. Just spittin'. Egon and the Now Again Records crew are indeed doing yeoman's work bringing us a platter full of this mess on the Apple & Three Oranges compilation, Free And Easy. Give the drummer some.

MP3: Apple & The Three Oranges :: Curse Upon The World

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Dur Dur Band :: Volume 5 (1987)

Dur Dur Band was one of Somalia's last great party bands, a group that, at its peak powers, was 12 members strong and performed a high energy tincture of cross-cultural funk. The Horn of Africa's sound filtered through the spritely, synthy pop music of the '80s, Dur Dur's dance music was made to bump in the hotels and soccer stadiums that played host to Mogadishu's music scene. The band grew very popular during the final years of communist dictator Mohamed Siad Barre's reign . . .

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Golden Grrrls :: S/T

Like seemingly all Glaswegians of the past twenty years, Golden Grrrls pen cloudy, painfully melodic peacoat pop. Sure, the name’s unfortunate (it started as a joke, as these things often do), but it’s also a fairly tidy summary of the way the trio sandblast their melodies on their endlessly playful and playable self-titled debut. Bedroom production and half-distorted guitars rub some of the shine off of co-leaders Ruari MacLean, Rachel Aggs, and Elidih Rodgers’ pop sensibility, and MacLean sings with a kind of foggy, distracted enthusiasm . . .

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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 286: Jean Michel Bernard — Generique Stephane ++ Twin Peaks - Stand In The Sand ++ The Peoples Temple - More For The Masses ++ Phosphorescent - Song For Zula ++ Songs: Ohia - Farewell Transmission ++ Magnolia Electric Co. - The Night Shift Lullaby ++ Magnolia Electric Co. - The Dark Don't Hide It ++ Bonnie 'Prince' Billy - Master & Everyone (Live) ++ Bonnie 'Prince . . .

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Phosphorescent :: Muchacho

Believe that album cover for three minutes and twelve seconds. That’s how long it takes for Matthew Houck, the Alabama native better known as Phosphorescent, to finish the high-harmonic tilt of “Sun, Arise! (An Invocation, An Introduction)” and drain it into the aching, pained, sublime “Song for Zula.” If you’ve been following Houck’s exploits for long enough, “Zula” is only the next piece of evidence in the long case to be made for his specific genius: Very few people write, much less perform, about heartbreak with this much conviction. “Honey, I saw love,” Houck sings. “It . . .

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