The partnership which bore the short-lived Satwa was a collision of seemingly disparate identities from the same north-eastern coastal territories; Lula Côrtes from the old Portugese state of Paraíba, and Lailson from the resettled Dutch colony of Pernambuco.Both, though, were very much a product of an idealogical optimism which flourished in spite of the thirdContinue reading “rozenblit incident”
Category Archives: 1974
heavy sarsaparilla
…any allusion to crème brûlée is entirely coincidental. If you are diligent in keeping an ear close to the tracks, you will probably be familiar with Milwaukee’s Creme Soda. Their sole release, 1975’s “Tricky Zingers” has gathered a fair bit of attention; more so the proto-punk babble of the 45 it spawned, “(I’m) Chewing Gum“,Continue reading “heavy sarsaparilla”
savage fingers forge peaceful
Recorded March 21st, 1974: Studio A, WKCR FM, Columbia University, NYC. Sonny Sharrock: guitar; Abe Speller: drums;Jose Santos: percussion; Dave Arches: bass; Linda Sharrock: vocals. Warren Harding “Sonny” Sharrock: August 27th, 1940 – May 26th, 1994.Linda Sharrock, top, by Peter Bastian. ▼ SAVAGES: PEACEFUL from “Live Broadcacast WKCR: 21/03/74” (Archive) 1974 (US)▼ SAVAGES: SWEET BUTTERFINGERSContinue reading “savage fingers forge peaceful”
rude boy
Appearing on the Success label compilation, “Yamaha Skank“, in 1974 – reissued in 1990 on the Trojan CD, “Rupie Edwards & Friends: Let There Be Version” – this is, so far as I can gather, the earliest release by The President, aka Shorty. Produced by Rupie Edwards. wet mix by ib. ▼ SHORTY THE PRESIDENT:Continue reading “rude boy”
sliding windows and moonbeams
Taking up the slack from a recent post by Sheridan Dupre III, stepping off sun dappled kerb into twilight, here is a positively chilled vibe lingering in the shadow. Because less is more, and I’ve been feeling a mite agitated of late. Spiky. Lonnie Liston Smith: keyboards;Donald Smith: flute;Cecil McBee: bass;Lawrence Killian: percussion, congas;Art Gore:Continue reading “sliding windows and moonbeams”
on the way home thru the park; or a tuna, darkly
Perhaps merely the faintest registration that broadcaster, Michael Terence Wogan has finally confronted the none too premature prospect of retirement has upset the radio friendly tuning in my brain. For whatever reason, I find myself contemplating Carly Simon circa “No Secrets“; and from there, the jump to Helen Reddy’s 3 minutes and 29 seconds ofContinue reading “on the way home thru the park; or a tuna, darkly”
houston, we have no problem
Ouch. I did not intend to let this 40th anniversary of the Apollo 11 Moon Landing pass unremarked. Launching on July 16th, 1969 from the Kennedy Space Center at 9:32 AM, local time – in the unlikely event that you may have missed all recent television coverage on it – Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins splashedContinue reading “houston, we have no problem”
vorsprung durch technik
Written and produced by Florian Schneider and Ralf Hütter.Percussion by Wolfgang Flür; violin, guitars by Klaus Roeder. Engineered by Konrad Plank.Recorded at Conny’s Studio & Mobile Equipment. On a grimmer note, police are today examining CCTV footage after a ten-year-old boy resisted an attempted abduction last night in the south side of Glasgow, when aContinue reading “vorsprung durch technik”
jocularis
joc•u•lar |ˌdʒɒkjʊlə| adjective fond of or characterized by joking; humorous or playful : she sounded in a jocular mood | his voice was jocular. DERIVATIVES joc•u•lar•i•ty |-ˌlarɪti| noun joc•u•lar•ly adverbORIGIN early 17th cent.: from Latin jocularis, from joculus, diminutive of jocus (see JOKE ). A salacious furball from one time Clevelander Robert Dennis Crumb andContinue reading “jocularis”
communiqué #22: radio silence
Apologies to all my fellow siblings for the absence of communication over the past week. I have not intended to be aloof. I have needed this time away to collect myself and take stock of where I stand up in the soup. MIA, certainly. But only temporarily. And hopefully no longer alone and spiked andContinue reading “communiqué #22: radio silence”
pacifist
It’s still like a fridge out there, and still as a pool ona beach. My eyes are wide open and dry as old bark.Last night’s indiscretions have been preserved in ice. photograph by ib. ▼ BOB DYLAN: YOU’RE A BIG GIRL from “Blood On The Tracks” LP (Columbia) 1975 (US)
chain gang cupid
“cerambycidae #1“. photograph by insect lab.“Aren’t you going to do something,” she demanded.“No, Bill,” he replied, dismissing Mildred andchoosing to address the organ-grinder face to face.” I’m all out of rejoinders, and – besides –this game was fucking rigged right from the start.” Vinyl rip from Office Naps. ▼ CHARLIE’S WAY: CHARLIES TUNE from “CharlieContinue reading “chain gang cupid”
mildew on my mirrorball…
And lava on my lamp. Twin snare attack from the most kick-ass, bubblegum-baiting, glam backing band Mike Leander could hope for. Also released as a 45 in July, 1974. Going it alone for a string of hits, they sounded infinitely snide and genuinely antagonistic. Don’t allow the discomforting guilt by association force you to turnContinue reading “mildew on my mirrorball…”
christ, you’ll never know
“…an event organised by city lights in san francisco 1972.” Christ. Microphone hum and grating applause. Laughter. And over it all, haltingly – caged and singing like a sparrow – a man sitting at a table with the spotlight flaring on his reading glasses. Seized with fright at the prospect of not making it toContinue reading “christ, you’ll never know”
ding-dong, the witch is dead
left to right: andy hummel; jody stephens; and alex chilton. Three-piece suite: “Radio City” era Big Star – minus Chris Bell – doing exactly what it says on the tin. Contrast the fresh-faced Chilton from the Mala / Bell publicity shot in today’s previous post with the wasted cadaver taking a back seat in theContinue reading “ding-dong, the witch is dead”
shang a lang
an early incarnation of the bay city rollers, circa 1971.prior to the arrival of les mckeown in ’73 on vocals and plaid.“There are claims that the group sold 100-300 million records and generated the equivalent of £5 billion in revenue, with the band members themselves earning very little. According to BBC they sold 70 millionContinue reading “shang a lang”
the air that i breathe
photograph by bruce davidson. Written by Albert Hammond and Mike Hazelwood. Originally recorded by Phil Everly, and later plagiarized by Radiohead. Quality cheese. Excuse me while I put out that cigarette. ▼ THE HOLLIES: THE AIR THAT I BREATHE from “The Air That I Breathe b/w No More Riders” 45 (Polydor) 1974 (UK) PURCHASE THEContinue reading “the air that i breathe”
david bowie: rock n’ roll with me
photograph by ‘street photographer’, henri cartier-bresson. From one of my most revered Bowie albums. And there are a few. The first release after the spiders got sent back to mars, recorded between October, 1973 and February, 1974 at Olympic and Island Studios, London and Ludolf Studios, Hilversum, Netherlands without the great and sadly missed MickContinue reading “david bowie: rock n’ roll with me”
pretzel logic
Hum Ho. This would-be correspondent requires some healing music.By way of an aside, Oakland, California is in and out of the house faster than you can shake a salty stick, I see. No time for introductions. ▼ STEELY DAN: RIKKI, DON’T LOSE THAT NUMBER from “Pretzel Logic” LP (ABC) 1974 (US) PRETZEL LOGIC REMASTERED
massachusetts (thrice): another view
varulven records 805-111. feauring jonathan richman. First off, let me explain why “Massachetts (Thrice)”. This is not the original version of “Sticking With You” from the unreleased ‘fourth’ album by the Velvet Underground, recorded in NYC between 1968-69 for MGM, and repackaged as “VU” on Verve in 1985. There never was really a ‘lost’ albumContinue reading “massachusetts (thrice): another view”