last year, on november 18th, we played the beautiful town of oslo. i take walks a lot while on tour to soak in as much of the information and scenery as possible as we fly and shoot across the globe at such a rapid pace. i am also very fond of finding and exploring old cathedrals, and while out walking that night with a few of our friends from the head and the heart before the show we stumbled upon the magnificent oslo domkirke.
feeling rather pensive that night, i made my way to the front of the church and took a knee…just soaking it all in and admiring this supremely psychedelic place so beautiful. lost for awhile in a reverie i was brought back to earth by a thunderous rolling sound. i looked behind me to see a massive grand piano being rolled up the aisle to the front of the church.
once the piano was in place two gentleman walked out. one sat at the piano and began to play, and the other pulled out a clarinet and joined him. i sat there spellbound…the music they began to play was so enchanting. i looked around behind me to see that i was the only one in the church. unreal. was i dreaming? was this really happening? as they played i realized that i needed to capture these sounds as to listen over and over again it was that special…so quietly i pulled out my phone and began to record their performance.
they played 40 minutes or so of the most heavenly sounds i have ever heard and i soaked it all in…so sad..so wild and free…straight from the heart. when finished they quietly got up and walked out the door. i looked around again and still no one was there in the church. i debated for a minute whether or not to go thru the door and tell them how awesome their performance had been…and finally i decided i should…so i went to the door…but it was locked! poof! they had vanished into thin air. it seemed to make sense that way.
i dont know who they were or where the music came from…if these are famous pieces or if they wrote them- or if they were just improvising-but i felt the need to share these 3 pieces because the performances are just that special.
if anyone hears this and knows who the gentleman are, please write back as i would love to know. please to enjoy now these 3 wondrous pieces of music from oslo’s fantastical mystery domkirke duo.
for anyone who has not seen or heard this band- i urge thee- get thine self to one of these fine venue and experience the magic of timeless time-warped time traveling consciousness expanding otherworldy innerworldly blossoming mind music for real life.
don’t know too much about anthony valadez and even less about damon aaron. BUT, i do know that plug research has consistently been a great label (daedelus, flying lotus, nobody, etc) and this record is chock full of soul. hot’n’buttery soul. smoked-out,makin’ out on the couch soul. layin’ in the grass watchin’ the planets’n’stars soul. all KINDS of soul… there’s a little bit of badu-spaciness, a splash of d’angelo smoov and a smidge of flylo squiggle. this song has definitely been a highlight on what’s turning into a heavy late-night-rotation spin..
Pot Luck was the very first album I ever bought as a kid and always really loved side B, starting off with “Something Blue”. Take 7 is the one that ended up on the album but my favorite version is now Take 4, released on FTD’s “Studio B - Nashville Outtakes 1961-1964”, with Elvis’ smooth vocals and that tinkling piano higher up in the mix. Also gotta love that sax from Boots Randolph, mostly just whispering along, but taking his moment at the very end. Take 4 starts when Elvis says “Ahh”. During the song heavenly backup singers The Jordanaires sing “Aaaaaahhhhh”. When the song ends you will say “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh”.
Mutant-disco, twisted folk, psychedelic dance-raga, country, cello hymnals, hip-hop inflected pop, neo-classical compositions, Arthur Russell did it all. This song can be found on the posthumous album “Calling Out Of Context”, released by Audika Records in 2004. It was recorded somewhere between 1986 and 1990 and also features the one and only Jennifer “(I’ve Had) The Time of My Life” Warnes. For further exploration I highly recommend the documentary “Wild Combination: A Portrait of Arthur Russell”, and the biography “Hold On to Your Dreams: Arthur Russell and the Downtown Music Scene, 1973-92”.
Floating Action is Seth Kauffman, a red bearded Blue Ridge mountain-biking brother who has made five records on which he writes, records & plays all the instruments himself. His newest, most-soothing offering is entitled “Fake Blood” which is to be released via Removador/Harvest on September 4th, 2012. As Sean Moeller from Daytrotter explains, Floating Action creates “gorgeous melodies and scrappily fuzzed out tones that radiate a vinyl warmth that somehow immediately instills a feeling of nostalgic happiness.”
From classically trained musician, to Britain’s Royal West African Frontier Force, to TV’s The Man from U.N.C.L.E., to cult album releases (like William Shatner’s “The Transformed Man” and the one above), to inspiring one of the most diabolical Dr. Dre samples that we’ve been allowed to hear…, how could a sucka possibly front on David McCallum? The idea of Dre listening to this on his personal turntable is enough to make a person question the stereotypes of rap music. I would have loved to see Mr. McCallum’s face when he received that royalty check in the mail. Like this tune or not, just try not to hear Snoop Dogg say “la, da, da, da, da” in your head. I dare you.
today would have been jerry garcia’s 70th birthday- so i have been listening to one of my favorite of his musical moments on repeat…celebrating…try and not shed a tear as you feel all of the cosmos conspiring together some time ago… way out in space… to beam down this sacredly beautiful pedal steel solo into the brain and out of the hands of a young jerry garcia- who, as we all know, is a widely celebrated figure in music…but i feel a lot of folks don’t know his secret magic on the pedal steel…on such tracks as CSNY’s “teach your children” or perhaps my personal favorite- “laughing” from david crosby’s beautifully surreal “if i could only remember my name.” this is dubbed from my personal vinyl copy and sounds so good n old n gritty- even in it’s new digital home.
Bob White was a wannabe wrestler in the 50s who was a regular at the Hi-Lo club in Battle Creek. His dream was to enter the local wrestling circuit using the stage name Mark Shannon but he never did. At the time rock ‘n’ roll singer Charles Westover was often performing at the Hi-Lo club and had been looking for a new name to use. When he heard that Bob wasn’t going with the Shannon name after all he decided to run with it. Instead of Mark he used Del as his first name, a contraction of the much admired Caddilac Coup de Ville that was often seen driving the streets of Battle Creek. From his unjustly forgotten 1968 psych-pop album “The Further Adventures Of Charles Westover”… Gemini.
"Do you ever think this world is yours? If you’re thinking so, my friends, better change your mind!"
William Onyeabor studied cinematography in Russia for many years, returning to Nigeria in the mid-70s to start his own Wilfilms music label and to set up a music and film production studio. He recorded a number of hit songs in Nigeria during the 70s, the biggest of which was ‘Atomic Bomb’ in 1978. ‘Better Change Your Mind’ is taken from the same album, and, as well as slating the power-crazed nations of the world, the second half settles into a unique slice of stripped down spacey, lo-fi funk which is unlike any other Nigerian music being made at the time. William has now been crowned a High Chief in Enugu, where he lives today as a successful businessman working on government contracts and running his own flour mill.
i’ve always dreamed of building a room that was a forest…it would feel like a small forest in every way except it would be indoor underneath a glass dome…there would be a bed, a stereo, and a bathroom- stuff like any normal bedroom would have, but i’d have the builder hide them so that the first time i entered the forest i’d have to search around for them. there would also be a river in the forest, like a lazy river with raft tubes in it you could bathe in and ride…and when you rode them for a little bit you’d go into this tunnel- which would put you out in another forest room, exactly identical to the first forest room in every way except this forest room would be made entirely of tile, in beautiful mosaic fashion…and you’d enjoy that real nice and get in the lazy river and ride into another tunnel which would drop you out into a 3rd forest room, identical in every way to the first and 2nd, only this time made entirely of beautifully colored and textured carpet. this song “baby” would be playing there in this 3rd forest, on repeat all the time, and whenever i heard it, i’d instantly be in the mood for love.
new orleans drummer and composer james black (1940-1988) was known as “guardian of the groove”. when no one else could get that one groove allen toussaint wanted for a song, he would summon james black. you can find james on tracks like lee dorsey’s “riverboat" and eddie bo’s new orleans funk classic "hook & sling”. james never released an album but when there was some studio time left after the “hook & sling” session in 1969 he recorded a few songs of his own. one of them was the weirdly wonderful “mist”, with eddie bo on organ, walter payton on bass, walter “wolfman” washington on guitar and fred kemp on saxophone.
»HENRIETTA« my favorite track right now on this 1969 self-titled album outta nc. paradise of bachelors has recently & lovingly repressed this gem of swamp-country / soft-psych / soul-psych / harmonious-brain-swirl. or whatever you wanna call it. the entire record is amazing.. but i can’t stop listening to this one on repeat. do yourself a favor and throw some headphones on or listen on some nice speakers. the mix is superb. the vocals are gorgeous. and the heart & soul is hard & slow. this song should be 10min long.
this is a song from the floating action album “desert etiquette,” a relatively unknown masterwork of our times. the whole record kills, but this song especially cuts deep for me. i wanted to build on the beautifully haunted feeling the original version gave me, but take it and rework it so it feels perhaps that the listener is suspended deep in a sensory deprivation tank -filled with nutella instead of water, shortly after being put in a trance: being lead to believe you are dancing in crotchless lederhosen across the sunny side of the swiss alps…knowing and believing fully with every ounce of your heart and soul that all of the universe, and all of it’s creatures great and small, is/are/was/were always on your side.
FLOATING ACTION: 9:30- 10:00PM SUNDAY ON PORT STAGE
Floating Action is a music band from Black Mountain, NC. It comes from a unique phenomena that happens when leader Seth Kauffman writes, records, and plays all the instruments. He has made five albums so far, Ting, Research, Self-Titled, Desert Etiquette, and Fake Blood (to be released on removador/harvest recordings sept 4th.) Live, there is a full band with two drummers, that is Josh Carpenter (drums/vocals), Evan Martin (drums/vocals), Brian Landrum (guitar/keys/vocals), Mark Capon (bass), Seth Kauffman (guitar/vocals).
Seth is a pro-level mountain biker and snowboarder, who longboards and hikes, and spends way too much time on trails in the mountains. The music reflects the relativity and natural laws gleaned from immersion in these activities, as well as a high standard for originality and overall quality.
Producer/composer/arranger Alexander Smith started Lydia Burrell in 2007 as a instrumental electronic solo project. Smith - who builds and tunes pipe organs in his hometown of Louisville, Kentucky - originally blended laptop-based electronic beats with live guitar. The result was an aggressive, colorful mess of delirious hot licks and fuzzy synths. The process of recording the first Lydia Burrell album (an endeavor that took over 2 years) changed both Alex and Lydia a great deal, as Smith gradually incorporated more vocals into the songs and explored a broadening array of sounds and textures.
In 2010 Removador Recordings and Solutions, the record label co-founded by My Morning Jacket frontman Yim Yames and former MMJ guitarist Johnny Quaid, released the debut, self titled album, which was arranged and recorded by Smith, and mixed and co-produced by Smith and Yames. Since then Lydia Burrell has reemerged as a three-piece comprised of Smith (guitar, vocals, electronics), Justin Davis (bass, vocals), and Mark Guidry (drums). As a result, Lydia now boasts a formidable rhythm section and a powerful live sound to complement Smith’s heartfelt songs. And then of course there’s that old laptop, still making a bunch of odd noises and fuzzy drones.
pick up their music HERE on itunes or the ep on bandcamp:
THE RAVENNA COLT: 5:00-5:30PM SATURDAY ON PORT STAGE
In 1902, University of Pennsylvania professor Dennis Magner wrote The Art of Taming and Educating the Horse. In it, Magner describes an interesting case of The Ravenna Colt, a virtually untamable, yet not necessarily barbarous animal.
The Ravenna Colt, in today’s incarnation, is Johnny Quaid finally realizing and returning to his troubadour roots. He first conceptualized the group’s approach to alternative country more than a decade ago. Quaid was well immersed in music, from his own songwriting and performing, to his work as a recording engineer at Above the Cadillac Studios – chops that would serve the young songwriter well.
In 1998 Johnny joined Jim James on a project that would change their lives — My Morning Jacket. The group worked feverishly touring and recording and has not slowed down since. Quaid lends his guitar licks and engineering style on the first three albums, The Tennessee Fire, At Dawn, It Still Moves, as well as a barrage of EPs and singles.
Quaid departed from the group amicably at the start of 2004. He left his native Kentucky, headed west to California and worked as a carpenter while keeping a writer’s pen at hand.
He addresses this immediately on “South Of Ohio,” singing “I lost my drawl in California.” It was upon moving back east that Johnny not only picked up where he left off with Above the Cadillac, but also felt it was time to get The Colt running free.
You hear a myriad of influences in The Ravenna Colt’s debut album ‘Slight Spell’ available on Removador Recordings And Solutions / Karate Body. “According to the Matador” combines the Flying Burrito Brothers’ dark, spacious twang with a traditional folk in the vein of Townes Van Zandt and Bob Dylan. The reverberated swamp boogie “Forsake and Combine” evokes southern rock with a delicate, thinking man’s edge. The dreamy and windswept “Loner in Disguise” truly highlights the cosmic in Gram Parsons’ description of insurgent country as “cosmic American music.”
Wax Fang’s appetite for sonic exploration has always yielded landmark music with one foot rooted in the classic, the other in another galaxy. From the psych pop of 2005’s Black & Endless Night to the epic progressive rock of 2007’s La La Land to the space rock freak fest of 2010’s The Astronaut, Pt.1, each chapter of the band’s history is more adventurous than the last.
After a lengthy hiatus, October of 2012 will ﬁnally see the release of the band’s next musical offering- the 4 song EP, Mirror, Mirror (via Karate Body Records). Led by singer and guitarist Scott Carney’s urgent voice and narrative prowess, Mirror, Mirror is a foray into the darker portals of Wax Fang’s musical imagination, where aural feeds visual and vice versa until the two are intertwined.