Archive for the ‘CLASSIC ALBUMS’ Category

Kicking off with “Tomorrow People” reaching into the future, a future none of us want but seem to be moving towards, and asking how it’s going. The frustration many of us have felt with how the direction the world as a whole has been moving towards is felt in this song and is the mission statement of the record. Jeremy can write quite the sprawling tale as seen on “Paradise Alley” that’s so vivid you can picture it unfolding in front of you as you listen. There’s a Dylan, Petty, Young feel to the whole record with “Hands Down Your Pockets” feeling like an amalgam of all three. This is an angry record pointing directly at everything happening in the world. “White Shadow” is about the current Black Lives Matter movement and how white people’s time in power is over. “Things Could Get Much Worse” is pretty self-explanatory in the title, but it’s the wit of the lyrics that really sells it.

The most scathing take on society as it stands today is “Someone Else’s Problem” and it really nails how many people feel on a day to day basis. There is so much going and so many folks are angry at one another and looking to blame someone else, but in the end “they’re really no such thing as someone else’s problem”. “Loser Town” could have been written by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers at any time in his career and Ivey along with his band  The Extraterrestrials do their best impression of the band on the record and it feels like a love letter to Petty. There’s that guitar riff, everyday man quality, and current storytelling that feels like it could have been written about any era that is so Petty-esque. “How It Has To Be” closes the record out showing off all the tricks lyrically by Jeremy and musically by the band that they’ve displayed on the rest of the album. It’s such a beautiful last track. This is such a great record and deserved far more spins than it got.

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I can’t say enough great things about this album and this man. These songs are a very realistic view of our world. The pictures Jeremy paints are both sad and hopeful. He truly is a word smith for our times… I can’t wait for all the great things yet to come his way. 

Jeremy Ivey – guitar, vocals, harmonica, piano, synth, The Extraterrestrials are:
Evan Donohue – guitar, vocals
Coley Hinson – bass, vocals
Alex Munoz – guitar, lap steel
Josh Minyard – drums, percussion

Special guests: Margo Price – vocals, percussion

Dillion Napier – drums, percussion
Micah Hulscher – organ, piano, synth, electric piano
Dexter Green – vocals and additional arrangement on Movies

Released October 16th, 2020

Production – Margo Price
Co-production – Jeremy Ivey and The Extraterrestrials
Arrangements – Margo Price, Jeremy Ivey and The Extraterrestrials

There’s a vague sense of unease that permeates Corey Flood’s debut full-length, “Hanging Garden”, It came out September 4th via Fire Talk. From the surface, the record appears to break through the dark fog of the band’s 2018 EP, Wish You Hadn’t, but just below lay themes of ambivalence, uncertainty, and anxiety, layered elegantly in fuzz. Recorded in Philadelphia by Jackie Milestone, mixed by Natasha Jacobs, and mastered by Sarah Register, Hanging Garden pushes through feelings of discomfort and repressed emotions to discover what truly lies beneath.

Born in Philly circa 2017, Corey Flood began as the post-grad bedroom project of bassist Ivy Gray-Klein (formerly of Littler) and drummer Juliette Rando. A month after their first show with guitarist Em Boltz, the band signed with New York’s Fire Talk Records and turned four planned demos into a full-fledged, delightfully menacing debut EP. Now, after two years of intense growth and collaboration, the trio continues their “whirlwind trajectory” with the long-awaited, nine-track LP, “Hanging Garden”.

Inspired by Throwing Muses, Helium, Pale Saints, and Brix Smith-Start’s work with the Fall, Gray-Klein calls Hanging Garden “a reckoning with internal discord.” Through soft melodies, lush guitars and churning rhythms, the dual vocals of Gray-Klein and Boltz recall relatable experiences with gaslighting, imposter syndrome, and repetitive thoughts. Hanging Garden feels intimate and familiar but is strewn with playful surprises, like 70s krautrock guitar work and samba-influenced drum parts. Hanging Garden is a mature stride forward, and a bewitching amble towards the unknown. 

From Corey Flood’s debut album ‘Hanging Garden’ Out September 4th 2020 on Fire Talk. “Blissfully nostalgic and compelling lo-fi guitar-pop.” – Noisey/Vice

“Their abstract, evocative lyrics are deeply contemplative cyclones—just like how their saw-toothed guitars will rattle around your brain, thoughts swirling until they begin to fester, gnawing at one’s psyche.” –  Paste

Released September 4th, 2020

Guitar + Vocals: Em Boltz
Bass + Vocals: Ivy Gray-Klein
Drums + Vocals: Juliette Rando

Shamir is Shamir and remains Shamir through and through, no matter what the universe puts him through. This album is so different than anything Shamir has released in their discography. It’s more pop rock than anything before this. I can see myself jamming to this live at a festival. But we can’t do that, so a festival at home while playing this album will have to do. Stand out tracks include On My Own, Pretty When I’m Sad, Diet & In this Hole.

I’m all about albums that move from genre to genre with ease. Shamir has done that with this record, with a few skits thrown in for good measure. We get some country “Other Side”, indie rock “Pretty When I’m Sad” and “Paranoia”, and pop “Running”. Shamir’s voice is very much the hook here as that high pitch singing sounds like no one else. “On My Own” also swings towards pop and feels like an anthem for feeling comfortable in your own skin. “Diet” has such a great groove to it that I found myself dancing around no matter when I listened to it. “I Wonder” is truly a heart breaking song that sounds like Shamir was going through that moment in a relationship where you look at the other person and go, “is this going to work?.” “In This Hole” ends the record as Shamir reaches deep down inside to deliver the lyrics as strings swirl around eventually taking over and fading out. It’s a gorgeous end to the quick album and it leaves you more than satisfied. 

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Released October 2nd, 2020

Shamir Bailey: Bass, Guitar, Synth
Kyle Pully: Production, Mixing, Bass, Synth
Grant Pavol: Production
Matty Beats: Production
Justin Tailor: Mixing
Zack Hanni: Engineering
Danny Murillo: Drums, Production
Mike Brenner: Lap Steel
Molly Germer: Violin, Viola, String Arrangement

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With a sound that recalls the dream-like drifts of Vanishing Twin, Stereolab, & Broadcast, Frances conjures a brilliantly hazy yet focused work that is damn near impossible not to get lost within. The songs traverse and inhabit this indeterminate landscape: the beginnings of love, moments of loss, discovery, fragility and strength, all intermingle and interact. ‘Land of No Junction’ is shot through with a sense of mystery – an ambiguity and disorientation that illuminates with smokey luminescence. yet, through the haze, everything comes down to what, where and who you are.

Derry says: “basin rock continue their 100% record of only releasing brilliant records & Aoife Nessa Frances has put out an album that fits right next to Julie Byrne & Nadia Reid at the pinnacle of current classic song writing. She didn’t seem to get as much attention as Aldous Harding or Cate LeBon, but her talent is at that level and this album rivals anything either has done. These psychedelic tinged folk songs may require several listens before they hit home, but with little but time on my hands I was happy to let it happen. This could be the low key sleeper album of the year.

Their stay was brief, as The B52s were helicoptered into the inaugural 1982 US Festival and then flown out as soon as their raucous, high-energy performance was over. They never got to experience all the technological wonder of Steve Wozniak’s creation. Still, the alien, wigged-out new wave revellers left their mark, putting on an ebullient, red-hot dance party for the ages.

Professionally shot and edited to capture the band’s relentless, angular groove and edge, Live at US Festival presents the lovable original B52s line-up in all its oddly compelling glory, fuelled by Ricky Wilson’s wiry, unpredictable guitar figures and sweaty concentration, Keith Strickland’s crisp, fast drumming and the wild antics of Fred Schneider, Cindy Wilson and Kate Pierson. In that hot, dusty setting, live versions of “Private Idaho,” “Rock Lobster,” “Lava,” “Party Out of Bounds” and “52 Girls” sizzled, as the B52s gyrated and wiggled about, yelping like hyenas.

More interview footage with Schneider, Pierson and Cindy Wilson would be welcome. What little there is here is inserted awkwardly, although it does provide interesting context to the historical concert footage here. The remedy for such trivial concerns is seeing The B52s rumble through “Planet Claire” with tight precision and gleefully rip up “6060-842” and “Big Bird,” before closing with a celebratory and spirited “Strobe Light.”

THE B-52S: Live At US Festival. At the inaugural US Festival in 1982, the mouth watering line up on the show’s first day included The Ramones, The Police, and Talking Heads. Also on the bill for that opening salvo were The B-52s, whose appearance has now been placed on DVD by the Shout! Factory label. For long time fans like me (shimmying to “Rock Lobster”era 40 years ago!), this is a valuable time-capsule piece, capturing the ultimate party band while it was still in its relative infancy. (And apparently we kids weren’t the only fans back in the day: In 1980, the same year as his assassination, John Lennon heard “Rock Lobster” in a dance club and was so excited by it that he ended his five-year hiatus to create Double Fantasy.) With two albums and one EP already under their belt, band members Fred Schneider, Kate Pierson, Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson (who died of AIDS in 1985), and Keith Strickland weren’t lacking for material, and they light up the stage with dazzling performances of such gems as “Private Idaho,” “Give Me Back My Man,” “52 Girls,” “Dance This Mess Around,” “Mesopotamia,” and eight other songs. Interspersed throughout the concert (which lasts about an hour) are snippets from a new interview with Fred, Kate and Cindy.

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It’s worth losing sleep to stay up late with Stephen Clair and The Small Hours, where shadowy, rough rock ‘n roll noir goes looking for trouble in dingy jazz clubs and country dive bars. Pockets full of literate song writing currency and silvery hooks enable Clair to pay for round after round, as bassist Daria Grace and drummer Aaron Latos accompany him on his lonely walks.

The slice-of-life vignettes they encounter are haunting, as the barfly meditations of “Fate” and the contorted, drawn out existential angst of “Nobody Knows” surface in slow, tense boils. With its light tangle of steely mandolin and deepening sense of isolation, the soft thumping of “Hurricane Coming” warns of a gathering inner storm. In the obsessive “Dorothy,” they glide through a graceful, velvety ballet of Spanish guitar elegance, before darkness gradually washes over a drifting “Marie” and its tale of doomed romance involving a physicist and boxer Jack Dempsey.

A full length album, The Small Hours, which received a lotta love, and we sold some copies of the LP too. In addition to that, I released a couple of homemade ditties, that were pretty direct in- and of-the-moment responses to the times. One of those was Vote For Love, which I guess a few people finally did. The other such song was ‘Welcome To The World Now,’ an ode to us all, written, recorded and released over a weekend in April.

Light hearted moments are found in “Fixing to Fly,” a delightfully sly bit of laidback, sophisticated western swing, and “Pig in a Poke,” an buoyant exercise in tropical, rhythmic strumming. If the latter seems like a fish out of water here, the blinding flash of rough, power-pop yearning “Is This Thing On” fits perfectly, as does the bittersweet roots rock charm of “Come Down.”

“This is the Stephen Clair album [The Small Hours, 2020] we’ve been waiting for. It perfectly displays the power of his songs and his solid-yet-dangerous trio”

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This Toronto band’s label debut is an exquisitely passionate work of vintage folk rock that exudes a tingling, calming warmth throughout. based out of Toronto, Little Kid’s Kenny Boothby finds himself inspired by this idea of transfiguration – a complete change of form or appearance into a more beautiful or spiritual state. far-ranging in both its sonic palette and its subject matter, this is a record of unusual depth and clarity from a songwriter who has spent the better part of a decade honing his craft and a lifetime building the perspective his songs so deftly express. these are personal songs that look outward, that seek to tie together the bigness of the world and the smallness of the everyday with both subtlety and humility. this is a must for fans of the band, trace mountains and early wilco.
“one of the best, but highly underrated, Toronto-based acts of the last few years”
humbling, and quietly brilliant  An arranging and writing master of contemplative pop returns to mull and muse on religion. Everything Ken puts out is amazing. It’s so hard to pick a favourite track but this is one of the highlights for me. Little Kid’s sound has grown in all the right ways. They perfectly straddle the line of comforting/intimate lofi and rhythmic indie-rock. The whiplash-like transition from ‘Think It Over’ to ‘Missionary’ is like a breath of fresh air every time, and there are lots of these gems within the album,  just an amazing, beautiful, haunting album. loved this band since they released logic songs. they hold such a special place in my heart!

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Little Kid is:
Kenny Boothby – vocals, classical guitar, casio sk-1, casiotone mt-40, piano, tapes, clarinet, banjo, kazoo
Broderick Germain – drums, percussion, casio mt-40, casio sk-1
Paul Vroom – bass, vocals

Can we talk about how this man is 52 years old? I had no idea. Since he’s only been around for four years, roughly 2016, I thought he was much younger. I’m only saying this as he always gives off the energy of someone younger. Ok onto the music, his third record starts off with “Chocolate Samurai” and about three quarters into the song he says “it’s never too late to achieve your dreams” and I mean it just goes with the age thing. He is beloved in the music world and he’s really doing what he wants to. His music goes in all directions, from roots and funk to rock and blues and even a bit of gospel.

He gets a little help from a few guests on the album, most notably Tank from Tank and the Bangas on the scorching track “I’m So Happy I Cry”. “Your Sex is Overrated” featuring Masa Kohama has Fantastic Negrito doing his best Prince send up, and it works. “King Frustration” speaks to everything happening today for Black Amerircans, not being able to function while worrying about every step taken throughout the day. It’s an angry song that deserves to be played loud through your stereo. If you’re not familiar with him for some reason, please go take a listen to all three of his records, you won’t be disappointed.

Fantastic Negrito: the perfect combination of brilliant performance, brilliant writing, and funky fucking music. This harkens back to the best r&b, funk, soul, and rock-and-roll of the 60sand ‘7s with a 2025 vision. 

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I came up with the name Fantastic Negrito to give the respect and honour to all of the human lives that lay the very foundation that we all build upon now. So many talented, brave, courageous souls with no names sacrificed their freedom, blood, sweat, tears and lives so that we could stand here and pick from the beautiful garden of Black Roots Music. When I imagined Fantastic Negrito, I was thinking of the greats Robert Johnson, Skip James, Howlin’ Wolf and Charlie Patton these amazing contributors these amazing architects of popular culture.

Released August 14th, 2020

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Cartalk, the project of Los Angeles songwriter and musician Chuck Moore, have been teasing out their debut album, the immaculate “Pass Like Pollen”, for the better part of a year. These singles got some light coverage but steadily built on each other. Every song added another view into their captivating sound. The nine tracks that form Pollen are each vulnerable, exuberant, and gripping in a way that makes their power known mere seconds after pressing play. 

One song dropped far in advance, the closing cut, “Sleep,” exemplifies this. Even before Moore’s voice comes in, the tendrils of guitar reaching out foreshadow the crash we all can feel is coming. The song has urgent, anxious energy, and Moore laments “I can’t write songs about you before I sleep / I won’t be so meticulous.” Its pace shakes you, and you feel the emotional resonance of every word viscerally, perhaps as strongly as Moore themselves. Songs like “Car Window” and “Noonday Devil” tap into relatable ideas like the comfort of sitting on floors, and sticking one’s head out of the car window. Neither act is subversive, but go against what’s expected nonetheless.

Pass Like Pollen in a lot of ways feels like the natural successor of Great Grandpa’s Four of Arrows. That is to say that above all else released this year in rock music, it’s the album that most confidently embraces country music’s influence and proudly wraps each note in that flag. Additionally, Moore’s vocals share a certain tone with Great Grandpa’s own Al Menne. The album’s opener, “Arroyo Tunnels” is reposed and eerie. The vast, developed lyricism on display here is a recurring theme throughout. It depicts a long drive and expresses a love for the world it travels and takes comfort in the long drive. This deep attention to and appreciation of detail is tangible in every note. 

“Wrestling” has some great riffs and a chorus that will surely get a crowd dancing once we can come back to live events again. “Driveway” is a heavy song about being in a relationship but feeling like it’s over already, basically a shell of what it once was, and it feels like you can see through the other person as if they were a ghost. “A Lesson” is a quick beautiful slow song about learning from every relationship and taking that forward as you move on in life. “Sleep” ends the record on a high note both lyrically and musically. While it might be over, the memories are there forever. I’m so excited for what the future holds for Cartalk as this is quite the debut.

“Pollen” shines as an airing of grievances and self-affirming mantras. Moore isn’t just writing songs with big choruses, though there are plenty of those, they’re building out an expanse for their guitar and band to fill. You can hear the space between each riff, and on a song like “Las Manos,” when the vocals and guitar act as a part of each other, the atmosphere they share becomes overwhelming. That song could be considered the highlight, though, with as many excellent songs as there are here, that title can be argued over. Feeling the guitar swing down as Moore sings “did my honesty scare you?” is exhilarating. 

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The multi-faceted nature of Cartalk’s melodies that remind you music is supposed to be fun.

All songs written by Cartalk
Cartalk is Chuck Moore

Recorded with Sarah Tudzin at Sunset Sound in Hollywood CA, The Snack Shack in Highland Park CA, and Champ’s House in Highland Park CA

The Band:

Sarah Tudzin – producer, engineer, programming, keyboards, additional guitar, additional vocals
Dean Kiner – bass; Andrew Keller – drums; Jacob Blizard – guitar
Kenny Becker – keyboards
Emily Elkin – cello
Noah Weinman – banjo, trumpet
Chuck Moore – composer, guitar, vocals

Released October 2nd, 2020

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His sound is so unique and recognizable that when you hear the name Joe Walsh, one word is the first to come to mind: Guitarist. Walsh, however, is a superb singer, showman and songwriter. Few examples of these skills are quite as obvious as “But Seriously, Folks…”  It’s a tour-de-force released over 40 years ago on May 16th, 1978. It featured his highest-charting solo single in the perfect “Life’s Been Good.” That song contains one of the best lines in music: “I can’t complain, but sometimes I still do.”

Don’t let radio (satellite or terrestrial) define the album by that one song. “But Seriously, Folks…” is 35 minutes of flawless classic rock . It came at a crossroads in music history. The Eagles had completed Hotel California after long, arduous sessions and had crafted a masterpiece. On this Walsh solo album, he had to juggle studio sessions with live dates for “Hotel California”. All of Walsh’s Eagles bandmates appear on the album, as did ex bandmate and drummer Barnstorm Joe Vitale. The eight succinct songs on But Seriously, Folks…and his side gig doing “In the City” for the soundtrack of The Warriors—were a truly creative peak for Joe Walsh.

Maybe too creative a couple of months later, the Eagles went in to record “The Long Run” without a single complete song, actually rerecording “In the City” due to the dearth of new material (and the fact that it’s a great song). 

Producer Bill Szymczyk, who did all the latter-day, best-selling Eagles albums after producing Walsh’s James Gang albums years earlier, agrees that “But Seriously, Folks…” is Walsh’s best work outside The Eagles. When recording the album, he had just won Album of the Year at the Grammys and was on his own career high. Recorded in November of ’76 Walsh had opened Bayshore, his studio in Coconut Grove [Florida]. This was one of the first albums done there. The rehearsals we did on the boat. Originally, we were going to do them at my cabin in [the mountains of] North Carolina. But it was January and there was a foot and a half of snow.

We rented a 70-foot boat called The Endless Seas and on January 23rd, 1977, we loaded up a four-track and a set of drums, a couple of guitars, a couple of small consoles. We sailed down to the Florida Keys for a week or 10 days. The idea was basically just to rehearse. Joe got Vitale from Barnstorm. He had also recruited [bassist] Willie Weeks, the first time I’d worked with him. Bill Szymczyk recruited Jay Ferguson for keys, so everybody was getting to know each other.

Amazingly enough, Joe had the songs together. I think he had pretty much all of them. “At the Station” was a Vitale song; he brought that in. We all did “Theme from Boat Weirdos.” “Over and Over,” “Second Hand Store” and “Indian Summer,” [Walsh] had those. As far as “Life’s Been Good” he had the beginning and the ending. The middle section we did months later.

It’s a nice, succinct album. Yeah, really, 35 minutes. It was a joy to make. It didn’t take very long. To this day I still think it’s the peak of his solo work. That’s about it.