Anyone who reads this blog or knows me in the semi-real world knows that I frickin’ love The Wrinkle Neck Mules.
Somehow, though, I managed to totally miss their new record, Apprentice to Ghosts, released back in February. Fortunately, the excellent music blog Twangville alerted me to this ear-pleasing development.
Sadly, I don’t see the record on Spotify. It’s available via Amazon, via Google Play or via iTunes. Look for a review shortly.
I admit I didn’t see the Julia thing coming at the end of the last Being Human. Great, sad scene.
As usual, there were a couple of great songs in the episode, including this beautiful number by Alialujah Choir (featuring the Portland Cello Project).
Simply beautiful song, with an excellent video to go along with it.
I get a bunch of records to review, and discover and review a lot of good music that way. But it’s not everyday that a new record by the original lineup of one of the best bands of all time hits my inbox. But that just happened.
It gets better. Lots better. This record is excellent. Better than excellent. Wonderful. Perfect. Holsapple, Stamey, The frickin’ dB’s!
‘Falling Off the Sky’ is the first new dB’s album in a quarter-century. It’s also the first in three decades to feature the band’s original lineup of Peter Holsapple, Chris Stamey, Gene Holder and Will Rigby — the same lineup that recorded the beloved early-’80s classics for deciBels and Repercussion.
Street date is set for June 17 on Bar/None Records.
Listen to That Time is Gone for yourself.
Is that The dB’s or what?
The second track, Before We Were Born, is even better. Far Away and Long Ago sounds like a great, undiscovered Beatles song. There’s not an average song on this record. It is excellent, from start to finish. It’s a beautiful blend/mash-up of 80s alternative rock/indie rock/Americana.
She Won’t Drive in the Rain Anymore is as wonderful as its title. Beautiful. Wistful, like most great music.
Early leader for my record of the year. If you buy one record this year, it should be two copies of this one. One for you and another for some poor soul who doesn’t know about The dB’s.
I gotta go, so I can listen to this record over and over.
a guy on a buffalo + great music + social networking = awesomeness.
It all started when I came across these hilarious videos. Seriously, if you can watch these without howling, dial 911 immediately, because your brain isn’t working right.
I haven’t laughed that hard since that iPhone video. Straight-up got mauled by a cougar. Epic.
Being the curious sort, I discover that those videos were made by The Possum Posse, an Austin band, as a way to generate interest in their music, and to finance a record.
That led me to their SoundCloud page, where I discover some fantastic music, including the excellent Pocket Dial.
This is some seriously great music. Going through this discovery process was reminiscent of the day I stumbled onto the Wrinkle Neck Mules, who remain my all-time favorite alt. country band.
From there, I went back to The Possum Posse’s YouTube page, where I see even more audio video excellence, in the form of a video mashup of another one of their excellent songs and a really old Tom & Jerry cartoon.
Humor in songs, especially humor that doesn’t rise to the level of complete stupidity, is an under-utilized tool, that works. Remember this song, one of my favorites from last year?
Ultimately, I ended up on The Possum Posse’s Kickstarter page, where they are seeking funds for their next record. Having just kicked in for my upper case Friend Mary Lou Lord’s (I’ve not met her IRL, but we have mutual musician lower case friends) next record, I gladly pledged a few bucks.
Any time we can reward hilarity, great music and smart marketing, we should do so. It’s like the anti-Twitter.
And, finally, for an added bonus, here’s the entire Buffalo Rider movie, that helpfully provided the raw materials for the (much better) Guy on a Buffalo videos.
So, I just fixed you up for humor, music and movies. Enjoy.
When I was a kid, there were these things called newspapers. Basically, someone took some wood pulp, pressed it into into thin sheets, wrote stuff on it, and sold it to you. Crazy I know, but it really happened.
Today at work, I walked by my secretary’s desk, and lo and behold, there was one of those newspapers. Just laying there. Beside some compact discs, paper checks and Burma-Shave signs. A cornucopia of dead technology.
Curious, I picked it up. Before I could reminisce about how it must have been to get day old news in flimsy print format, I noticed another relic of the past. I read that someone has uncovered a previously unreleased live record by Fever Tree, one of the best (of the 3 or 4) bands to come out of Houston, and it was going to be released next week. Immediately, I dropped the newspaper, wiped the ink off my hands and ran to my computer to read about this.
Not only that, but it turns out Fever Tree’s keyboard player is the organist for St. Luke’s. That’s the local Methodist Church for rich people. I go to the local Methodist Church for non-rich people, but Cassidy has attended drama camp and worked as a vacation bible school counselor at St. Luke’s. So she may have met the guy who might have played on one of my favorite songs ever.
I can’t really explain why I dig that song so much, but I have, from the first time I heard it.
That record is not on Spotify, but here’s one (from 1968) that is. There’s a good Day Tripper/We Can Work It Out cover on there. Ninety-Nine and One Half rocks, as does Where Did You Go. Good stuff.
Hopefully, I’ll get my hands on the new old record. If so, I’ll do a review.
I stayed up way too late last night listening to Sylvie Vartan. She exudes a level of coolness that most American pop stars of the era (early to mid-60s) could only hope for.
How popular was Sylvie in the mid-60s? In 1964 at the Paris Olympia, she appeared as the main attraction on the same bill as the Beatles.
I don’t have many rules, but one of them is that whenever Robert Bobby does a new record, I’ll review it. I can’t overstate how much I like some of his work. Most particularly Genuine Queen of Milwaukee.
10 or so years later, this is still one of my favorite songs. The line “you ought to see her Adam’s apple, man dance” [Robert tells me I had that last word wrong] is one of the best ever put to music.
Enough about that. Just one day after Genuine Queen was among the first songs I added to my Turntable.fm listening room (look for a full review of Turntable.fm tomorrow), I got a review copy of Robert’s brand new record, with The Robert Bobby Trio. A Brief History of Time is available now at CD Baby. You can buy a CD or download MP3s immediately. And you should, because this is a really good record.
A Brief History of Time is not as country-ish as my favorite Robert Bobby songs, but it is full of good Americana and acoustic blues music. It has been described as “a perfect blend of singer-songwriter, folk, Americana & blues! Like John Prine only cheaper!” That’s not a bad description. A Brief History of Time, the title track, sounds like good Prine in his prime.
This record was recorded live in the studio, which gives it a more immediate sound, with some of the energy of a live performance. It’s all about the picking and playing. Bill Nork’s dobro and mandolin tracks are uniformly excellent. Robert’s guitar work is stellar and Robert’s wife, who plays a mean bass, demonstrates that Robert is not the only musician in the family.
Wild About My Loving would have fit right into a Townes Van Zandt & Guy Clark set list. Great guitar and mandolin. The Peace Song doesn’t tread any new ground lyrically, but again the guitar work is stellar. Ain’t No Way, a remake from an earlier record, is a fantastically wistful number.
Rocking My Baby Back Home picks up the tempo a little, with an acoustic rockabilly vibe. My favorite song on the record is Hearts Like Atoms Split, probably because it sounds the most like the older Robert Bobby songs I have listened to for years. When Strangers Start to Cry also has the country sound that I like so much.
I was prepared not to like One Meatball, based on the title, but it got me with a Stray Cats vibe, a good story and, I know I sound like a broken iPod, some excellent guitar work.
At the end of the day, I don’t like this record as much as I like some of Robert’s older stuff, such as Genuine Queen, Lucinda Williams (great tribute song to a great artist whose older work I also prefer) and The Best of All Possible Worlds, but that’s sort of like being critical of the Rolling Stones because every record isn’t Exile on Main Street.
I was clicking around Amazon today, working on my music migration to the beautiful new Amazon Cloud (more on that later) and I came upon a music recommendation for Jesse McReynolds’ newish record, Songs of the Grateful Dead . I listened to a few clips, bought it, and was completely blown away.
As is my custom, I then clicked over to YouTube to see if I could find some live versions, and boy did I hit the jackpot. Here’s some HD footage of Jesse’s appearance just last week at Springfest 2011, in Live Oak, Florida. This is absolutely some of the best music you will ever hear.
After you soak up this goodness, run over to Amazon, and buy this record.