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Album Review: Various — The Del Shannon Tribute: Songwriter Vol. 1

Tuesday, March 18th, 2014

The history of rock’n’roll is littered with artists who — for one reason or another – never quite got their due. Del Shannon is on that list. Best known as the man who gave the world the 1961 hit “Runaway,” he also achieved permanent trivia question-fodder status as the first American to cover a Beatles song on record, “From Me to You.” Shannon’s version actually hit the charts before the original did so.

Shannon enjoyed several hits (albeit mostly in the lower reaches of the charts) in the period 1961-67, and then faded from view for many years, due in large part to his alcoholism. Newly sober by the 80s, he enjoyed a brief return to prominence when the now-cult-status TV show Crime Story used “Runaway” as its theme song. Though he was mooted to replace Roy Orbison in the Traveling Wilburys, that never came to pass. A lifelong sufferer of depression, Shannon took his own life in 1990.

His influence has persisted, though, and a new tribute album (with the hopeful subtitle “Volume 1”) is titled The Del Shannon Tribute: Songwriter. As the title suggests, this sixteen-track CD focuses on Shannon’s original works. A who’s who of powerpop and established-indie acts participated in this nonprofit, with proceeds going to the Del Shannon Memorial Scholarship Fund in Coopersville MI, the town in which Shannon grew up.

Kelley Ryan’s reading of “Drop Down and Get Me” has a pop-country (in the best way) feel that’s reminiscent of Jackie DeShannon or Marti Jones (the latter of whom also has a cut on this set). Her arrangement completely removes anything that would peg the obscure song as having been written decades ago.

Randy Bachman’s version of “Runaway” wisely steers clear of the original arrangement; instead, it’s a breezy, acoustic flavored tune that sounds like a modern number as well. Son Tal Bachman (who did “She’s So High” in 1999 and then all but disappeared) assists. The tune has a toes-in-the sand, cocktail-in-hand vibe.

Pixies singer/guitarist Frank Black turns in a dark, moody interpretation of “Sister Isabelle.” Like most of the artists on this collection, he makes the song his own. It’s a testament to Shannon’s songwriting skills that these songs nearly all up sounding like originals; his song construction allows each artist to sculpt the songs to their own aesthetic.

While Marshall Crenshaw is an esteemed songwriter himself, he often records thoughtfully-chosen covers. “The House Where Nobody Lives” is catchy, with subtle flavorings of Vox organ. The result sounds not wholly unlike a laid-back version of “Runaway” (it shares a similar structure and chord pattern).

Dave Smalley will be familiar to powerpop fans thanks to his work with The Choir (“It’s Cold Outside”) and The Raspberries. But the country flavor with which he imbues “Restless” might come as a surprise. It sounds more like something The Eagles (or Against the Wind era Bob Seger) might do.

The aforementioned Marti Jones turn in a two-step countrified “You Still Live Here.” Her clear-as-a-bell voice shines through on this old-fashioned weeper.

Back in the 90s, Nash Kato was one-third of Chicago scenesters Urge Overkill (that band is back together, sources say). A feedback-drenched high lonesome reading of “Silver Birch” continues in the countrified style that pervades this record.

Carla Olson and Peter Case pick things up with the ebullient “Keep Searchin’,” with all of the energy – albeit in acoustic fashion – one finds on Plimsouls records. Yes, it’ll probably remind you of “Runaway,” but it’s great anyway.

The Brittanicas are an American/Australian act (yup, technology allow such things) that have been covered in this blog before. Guitarist Joe Algeri (working as The JAC)’s latest EP Love Dumb is well worth seeking out. Here they tackle I Got You,” a melancholy number that’s well suited to their jangling approach.

I first met my pal Patrick Potts at 2012’s Americana Music Fest, while together we enjoyed the tribute to a band we both love, Big Star. So it’s no surprise that Patrick’s band The Drysdales takes on a chiming, catchy number like “I Go To Pieces,” one of the strongest tracks on this entire disc. Listen for a brief yet tasty guitar solo, and lots of George Harrison-esque rhythm guitar work.

I’m totally unfamiliar with husband-and-wife duo StayStillPills, but this Irish band’s take on the riffy rocker “Move it on Over” (a cowrite with Dennis Coffey) is another contender for the album’s best cut. Note to self: find out more about this act.

Joe Glickman & the Zippity Doo Wop Band are equally unknown to me. Their yakety-sax version of “So Long Baby” is gimmicky and retro; they sound like a cross between They Might Be Giants and Sha Na Na. Tracks like this are why the “skip” button was invented. The track is redeemed – if only slightly – by the participation of Max Crook, Musitron player on the original “Runaway.”

Lovely electric 12-string adorns Richard Snow’s cover of “Over You.” Snow played and engineered every sound heard on the track.

The Rubinoos take a retro approach to “Hats Off To Larry,” but in their capable hands, the backward-looking approach works. The tune is a joyous, fun-filled couple of minutes, featuring the par excellence vocals of Jon Rubin, and a tasty horn section. And though it might seem a bit odd, the drum throne is ably filled on this track by Nick D’Virgilio, former drummer/lead singer for America’s best prog band, Spock’s Beard.

Overlord is the third totally-unknown-to-me act on this set. They turn in a gentle, Merseybeat flavored cover of Del Shannon’s “Kelly.” While everything about the tune is well done, it’s the vocal harmonies that truly excel.

Pop auteur Don Dixon wraps up the disc with “Distant Ghost.” The subtle, midtempo number ends the album on a suitably melancholy note.

The Del Shannon Tribute: Songwriter (Volume 1) is a belated sampler of the underappreciated songwriting talents of this American artist, as interpreted by an excellent collection of sympathetic acts influenced by him. Recommended.

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Album Review: Los Lobos — Sí Se Puede

Wednesday, March 12th, 2014

It was eight long years ago that I first reviewed a Los Lobos album, a then-new best-of compilation called Wolf Tracks. And I had added some of their music to my collection many years earlier, with a purchase of the La Pistola y el Corazon vinyl LP in 1988. So while I’ve not followed their career as closely as perhaps I should have, I’ve known from the start that these Angelinos were adept at chronicling the Latino/Norteamericano experience in a way few others could even attempt.

What I didn’t know until very recently is that while their breakout EP Just Another Band From East L.A was released in 1978, it wasn’t their debut: an even-earlier collection of songs was put together in 1976.

Conceived as a charity album with all sales proceeds going to United Farm Workers of America, Sí Se Puede featured the band backing various vocal collectives. And coming from a band that was still some years away from hitting the relatively big time, it’s a revelation.

As one might expect, there’s a strong worker-centric vibe to these songs, all selected by television producer Art Brambila, the man who conceived of the overall project. Brambila gathered local singers together in a studio (with session time donated by Herb Alpert) with the then four-member Los Lobos to record the ten tracks that made up Sí Se Puede (Yes We Can). A few weeks later, the project was completed, and 5000 copies were pressed on vinyl, to be sold as fundraisers. In 2014, original copies are impossibly rare: the two online outlets where one usually looks to find used vinyl (musicstack.com and discogs.com) have none, nor does ebay. Gemm.com does indeed list one, for a mere $1409.18 (plus shipping).

Thankfully, Concord Music Grop has remedied this situation, after a fashion. On March 11 (this week) the label has reissued Sí Se Puede in digital-only format. And while that might be a slight disappointment to those who cherish the physical artifact, the music itself makes getting an mp3 version worth making the exception.

Most of the tunes are in Spanish (in all or in part), but a lack of familiarity with the language won’t diminish your enjoyment. “Mana is Now” featuring Geree Gonzales and Tierra sounds not wholly unlike what Linda Ronstadt did on 1987′s Canciones de mi Padre. And the artist known here only as Ramon fronts Los Lobos on “Yo Estoy con Chavez” (“I am With [Cesar] Chavez”), a new folk tune based – fittingly enough — on the melody of Woody Guthrie‘s “This Land is Your Land.”

There’s plenty of traditional Mexican sounds to be found here; Los Lobos turn in primarily acoustic performances, though the lack of electric instruments doesn’t mean a corresponding lack in energy. Lots of accordion, fiddle and harmonica give these tunes – lovingly arranged by the band – an authentic and homespun (yet thoroughly professional) feel overall. The highlight of the entire collection is one of three tracks on Sí Se Puede to feature Carmen Moreno, the lovely, flute-laden “Sangre Antigua.”

Fans of the band will absolutely want to add this to their collection, as will anyone interested in a socio-musical document of the concerns of California farm workers in the mid 1970s. Originally done as a way to raise funds for UFW, today it’s simply a fine collection of music.

Note: You may also enjoy my review of Los Lobos’ 2010 album, Tin Can Trust.

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Hundred-word Reviews: Reissues

Tuesday, March 4th, 2014

Those CDs continue to pile up here at Musoscribe World Headquarters. And even after I cull the unsolicited or semi-solicited ones that don’t make the cut for coverage, I still end up with more music than I can possibly cover in the depth of detail I’d like (and that they deserve). So occasionally – and more often of late – I schedule a group of hundred-word capsule reviews in which I endeavor to hit the high points. All of these are worth your time. Toady’s batch are all reissues of older releases, several of which are somewhat rare.


Cat Mother and the All Night Newsboys – Albion Doo-Wah
This little-known outfit was initially championed by no less a luminary than Jimi Hendrix, who produced their debut album. This, their second, was no more successful in the marketplace, but it remains an interesting listen. From the opening track, “Riff Raff” onward, the band leans in a city-headed-country rock direction, with the results sounding like some cross between The New York Rock and Roll Ensemble and The Band. Some of the truly deep-fried tracks like “Turkish Taffy” are only partially successful, but the genre hybridization of “Boonville Massacre” still sounds delightfully fresh and appealing forty years later.


Mason Williams – The Mason Williams Ear Show
Like the above title, this is the second of two Real Gone Music reissues by a mostly (and unjustly) forgotten artist. Released a mere nine months after The Mason Williams Phonograph Record, this album very much continues in a similar musical vein (how could it not?). For many artists, such a rush-release schedule wold result in an album full of half-baked, tossed-off tunes, but it would appear that Williams was a prolific composer of quality material. Like the last record, this one is full of eclectic mainstream pop Americana (though in its formal sense rather than its 21st century one).


Surf Punks – Locals Only
Neither the best nor the worst of its kind, this album is a reasonably successful amalgam of comedy rock and surf music. The titles tell you the story: “No Fat Chicks,” “Born to Surf,” “Spoiled Brats from Malibu.” It’s fun enough, and with the principals’ connection to Captain and Tennille (drummer/composer/producer) Dennis Dragon is the brother of “Captain” Daryl Dragon) one can be all but certain that there’s a commercial appeal to these bratty tracks. And there is; it’s more revved-up garage rock (with party trappings) than anything approaching punk. A welcome dose of 80s nostalgia.


The Alabama Stare Troupers – Road Show
A curio from the anything-goes early 1970s. An all-star (sic) lineup takes to the road – presaging Bob Dylan‘s Rolling Thunder Revue – and one show is documented as a tour souvenir. Don Nix (his Living by the Days was also reissued) rounded up country bluesman Furry Lewis and vocalist Jeanie Green plus assorted musicians and a choir. The result 2LP didn’t sell like hotcakes. But Furry Lewis – who gets half of the first CD – is in fine form, and the full-band tracks – sounding very much like The Band with a choir – are soulful and enjoyable.


The Lords of the New Church – Is Nothing Sacred?
Give this CD five seconds of your time, and you’ll say “1983.” But “Dance With Me” – the most well-known track from the Gothic rock band led by former Dead Boys singer/guitarist Stiv Bators – still sounds great. Sure, it’s more than a little reminiscent of Duran Duran, The Church and Billy Idol, but this foursome – with punk veterans from The Damned, Sham 69 and The Barracudas – earned their punk/new wave cred honestly. Two other Lords studio albums – their 1982 debut (their best) and 1984′s The Method to Our Madness – have also gotten reissue.

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Album Reviews: Camper Van Beethoven — Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart and Key Lime Pie

Wednesday, February 12th, 2014

You know that marketing term “early adopter?” Those are the people who bought CD players in 1984. They bought Blu-Ray players before there were any Blu-Ray discs available. And they maybe, just maybe, bought a CD-i player and a DCC player back in the 80s.

Me, I’m what they call a “late adopter.” I didn’t buy a flat-panel TV until 2012, when my old, late 80s model CRT television bit the dust. And – even though I worked in a record store back at the dawn of the CD era, I didn’t buy a CD player of my own until 1993.

Of course, by ’93, vinyl records (then and now my preferred musical media format) were scarce, especially when it came to new releases. So when I wanted new music, my choices were limited to cassettes. And I’ve always disliked storebought cassettes; those things seemed so cheaply made. Clearly the guts of a storebought cassette were not on a quality level equal to a Maxell chrome tape of the day. So occasionally I’d ask friends to make me mixtapes from their CDs. And thanks to a coworker – this was back in my corporate cube farm days – I got turned onto some new music beyond what I had heard on (reasonably good) commercial radio.

The band whose catalog lay at the center of my cassette discoveries was Camper Van Beethoven. I knew of them through their connection to Cracker (David Lowery‘s later/other band), but I hadn’t heard any of their music elsewhere. Certainly I hadn’t heard CVB on the radio.

By the time I was getting into their music, Camper Van Beethoven were no more (at least for awhile). And while I was fascinated by their early albums – I found them, especially on 1986′s II & III to be a sort of modern rethink on (American band) Kaleidoscope, David Lindley‘s late 60s band – their final pair of albums were, for me, the most accessible.

Those records – 1988′s Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart, and Key Lime Pie from the following year – finally distilled their dizzying mix of influences into a distinctive sound, one that was more than the sum of those influences. While “One of these Days” is straightforward and commercial-sounding (it would be right at home on a Cracker album), even there the band introduce some off-kilter sonics into the mix. Often as not, where a more conventional band would drop in an electric guitar solo, Camper would instead feature a gypsy-flavored violin solo from Jonathan Segel (no Neil Diamond jokes, please; it’s been done). The band could stomp it out on an instrumental number like “Waka,” with plenty of distorted guitar, but there was still an odd sensibility, a sort of sideways take on world music, that made Camper songs sound like nobody else’s.

(In 2011, Camper Van Beethoven brought Key Lime Pie to the concert stage as a compete work; here’s a feature/interview with David Lowery concerning that.)

So now, some quarter-century after their original release, these album are getting the expanded-reissue treatment from Omnivore, one of the premier archival/reissue labels in operation today. Nicely housed in digipak sleeves with lovely booklets chock full of quality essays and photos, these reissues are exemplars of how a project such as this ought to be done. And not unlike Ryko’s reissue of Elvis Costello‘s albums many years ago (there have been countless other Costello reissue campaigns), the Omnivore sets effectively double the amount of music found on the originals. And aside from the occasional sonic differences you’ll find between, say, a bonus demo version or live take compared to the original studio cuts, the expanded albums are every bit as consistent as before.

One of the bonus cuts on Key Lime Pie even includes a sly nod to John Lennon in the form of a quote from “Oh Yoko” on “(I Don’t Wanna Go) to the Lincoln Shrine,” and there’s an even slyer nod to Ringo Starr on a Sweetheart bonus track: the band welds George Harrison‘s signature riff from Ringo’s “Photograph” onto Paul Simon‘s “Kodachrome.” (Get it?)

In fact, unless you’re a resolute vinyl fetishist, there’s little reason to own the original versions; the Omnivore sets are well worth trading up to. But wait: both of these albums are in fact available on vinyl as well as CD. Sweetheart features the original album’s contents on 180-gram vinyl, while Pie is a 2LP set containing the original album plus a single bonus track that – shades of Moby Grape – plays at the wrong speed and – like Howard Kaylan and Mark Volman‘s Checkpoint Charlie album – plays from the inner groove outward. Plus, while an original vinyl of Sweetheart is relatively easy to find, vinyl Key Lime Pie is somewhat rare and pricey. So really, there’s no excuse. If you dig the hooky, adventurous, difficult-to-classify sound of Camper Van Beethoven, the Omnivore reissues of Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart and Key Lime Pie are essential purchases.

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New Albums from Asheville Locals Pierce Edens, Drunken Prayer

Thursday, December 5th, 2013

Today is my birthday. My 50th, in fact. So I’m kinda taking the day off. But still have something to share: recently I penned a news item/feature for Asheville’s altweekly Mountain Xpress, covering a new CD and DVD release by local artist Pierce Edens. So with the print edition’s two-week embargo now ended, here’s a slightly edited version of that story, plus an additional sidebar I wrote. — bk.


Perhaps it’s paradoxical to suggest that the best way to capture a rough and tumble, unvarnished musical performance is through use of high definition cameras, but that was exactly the approach taken on Pierce Edens and the Dirty Work‘s upcoming LIVE. “We got to make something like the live show that you can also take home when the lights go down,” says Edens. Two Asheville events in November – an advance screening and release party –  celebrated the release of the new DVD and its companion audio CD. Recorded over two nights in front of an appreciative audience at The Lexington Avenue Brewery in Downtown Asheville, LIVE presents the rootsy Edens and his band at their best.

That best really is tough to pin down: Allmusic.com classifies Edens alternately as folk-rock and psychedelic/ garage. But his music can just easily – and accurately – be tagged with the singer/songwriter label; he’s a gritty troubadour who takes what he needs from each style, blending and bending it to suit the needs of his songs.

Raised on a steady diet of mountain music, Edens discovered punk in his teens; his original story-songs are a compelling synthesis of both styles. The mysterious and ominous strains of “Jailhouse” that kick off the show display all of Edens’ best qualities: raspy, hoary vocals coupled with muscular backing that has all the power of rock’n'roll while hewing mostly to the Americana side of the tracks. Stinging slide guitar leavens the acoustic underpinning of many of the tunes.

The careening, high-speed romp of “Pretty” is reminiscent of Elvis Presley‘s “Mystery Train” by way of Johnny Cash, imbued with the smoky barroom aesthetic of Tom Waits. Elsewhere, the searing bluesy ballad of “Good Man” shows the stylistic range of the group, with Matt Smith‘s extended lead guitar break featuring sheets of feedback that recall Neil Young at his most metallic.

A longtime fixture of the music scene, Edens has previously released two discs under his own name: 2004′s Four Songs EP and a full-length self-titled album in 2012. The latter was fan-financed via a Kickstarter program which raised 130% of the set goal within 45 days.

Concurrent with his solo work, Edens launched The Dirty Work, featuring Smith on electric guitar and pedal steel, Jesse James Hongisto on bass fiddle, drummer Dane Rand, and Jim Aaron on harmonica. The group has released a pair of studio albums, 2006′s Party Dress and Long Days Above Ground in 2009. For the performances that made up the LIVE CD and DVD, they were joined by saxophonist Jacob Rodriguez and Justin Ray on trumpet.

The LIVE set draws from all four previous releases, recasting some of Edens’ simpler arrangements in a full band style. The close-in, intimate ambience of The LAB’s stone-walled backroom music space, coupled with deft (and hi-def) multiple camera production gives the concert DVD the perfect balance of high-end and down-and-dirty. Pierce Edens says that recording allowed for a display of “the difference between a studio album and live music; this was a chance to get back into the stomping, sweaty grind that our live show can be…including that element of chaos that makes live music so special.” The LIVE CD contains thirteen tracks from the Winter 2012 shows; the DVD adds special features and solo performances of Edens originals “Queen of Hearts” and “Train Tracks.”

Produced by local media production company Sound Lab Studios, the LIVE DVD will be released nationally on December 10. But a pair of events celebrating the release gave fans in WNC two chances to preview what’s in store. On Thursday November 21, the DVD got an advance screening at the Fine Arts Theater downtown. And the next night (Friday the 22nd) Pierce Edens and the Dirty Work performed a release party at The Isis Music Hall in West Asheville.


Drunken Prayer — House of Morgan
Like many esteemed musicians before him – Declan MacManus springs immediately to mind – Morgan Geer (formerly of Asheville’s fondly-remembered The Unholy Trio) plys his musical trade using a nom de musc; in his case, it’s Drunken Prayer. The Portland/Asheville artist – who argues convincingly that he’s “not trying to be neo or alt or Americana but let out a howl informed by living life and soaking up American music from slave tunes to psychedelia to street parades” – released his third album, House of Morgan this month.

This time employing a more stripped-down approach than was used on 2012′s Into the Missionfield, Geer cut House of Morgan at home on a vintage cassette four-track (with some assist from computer software). But despite the bare-bones approach – Geer plays and sings all the sounds on the record – the sonic thread that runs through his earlier efforts remains unbroken. Listeners will hear strains of soul, funk, garage, blues, and roadhouse country. But they’re all deftly woven together by Geer’s unique sensibility. House of Morgan is out November 19 on Portland-based Fluff and Gravy Records.

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Album Review: Woody Guthrie — American Radical Patriot

Tuesday, October 22nd, 2013

Most Americans know the name Woody Guthrie. What they know of him beyond that – and/or their opinion on what he means to popular culture and music – varies widely. He’s an often misunderstood character, and as so often happens, human tendency toward a sort of reductionist thought tends to try and simplify him, to distill his essence down to a short wiki entry.

His body of work is an inconvenient presence to that sort of approach. The man wrote at least 3001 songs (that’s how many that have been officially catalogued by his official foundation) and there were certainly more. He recorded extensively, as well. And a new compilation brings together a thematically linked set of recordings dating mostly from the 1940s and 50s. Woody Guthrie: American Radical Patriot collects for the first time in one place all of the Library of Congress recordings Guthrie did with historian Alan Lomax, his Bonneville Power Administration songs; demos he did in hopes of supporting public health initiatives to combat venereal disease; and songs to support the WWII war effort. Six CD document that material, and a detailed annotation guides the listener along.

The sessions with Lomax are a rich combination of stories, songs and story-songs. In a small studio, the two men sit (with occasional sips of liquor), and Lomax – employing the polite fiction that the two had only just met – asks Guthrie to reminisce about his life as a youth in dust bowl Oklahoma, his move to California, and myriad other topics. For his part, Guthrie recounts jokes, tells heart-rending stories of death, and regales Lomax with vivid slice-of-life tales.

And quite often – sometimes without prompting, sometimes with encouragement from Lomax — Gurthrie sings and plays songs. His own tunes occasionally, but as often as not, songs he learned from others. Traditional songs adapted to his style, these tunes include “Greenback Dollar” and “The Midnight Special” (the latter written and popularized by Guthrie’s friend and another of Lomax’s session subjects, Huddie Ledbetter aka Lead Belly).

Guthrie sings of love, of his god (“Jesus Christ,”) of American folk heroes and antiheroes (“Billy the Kid.” “Pretty Boy Floyd”), and of the struggles between the haves and have nots (“The Jolly Banker”).

The last of these leads toward a discussion of a question given deep coverage in the pages of American Radical Patriot‘s stunning book: was Woody Guthrie a Communist? Evidence is presented, and in the end the reader/listener is encouraged to make his/her own decision, but the liner essay author (Bill Nowlin, though one has to look hard to find the modest author’s name or credit) clearly believes – and argues convincingly – that Guthrie was in fact a “commonist” rather than a member of any sort of organized school of thought. Guthrie’s own half-jesting words on the subject: “I ain’t a communist necessarily, but I have been in the red all my life.” Nowlin suggests Guthrie was a sort of quasi-Christian socialist, and the songs in general support that view. More than anything else, he was a champion of the common man, of the downtrodden, the voiceless.

Though amazingly plain-spoken and a voice who articulated the persona of the American common man, Guthrie was indeed complicated. His views often changed. Early on he used the N-word, until taken to task by a radio listener. (He immediately stopped using the offensive term.) His views on the glories of American frontier expansionism led him to paint a negative portrait of Native Americans in one of the songs he cut for the BPA (“Roll On Columbia,”) though Nowlin suggests — again, convincingly so — that had Guthrie been called out on this, he likely would have rethought and rewritten the lytic.

Too, he was decidedly anti-war until the sinking of the USS Reuben James by the Germans in 1941. Guthrie went on to serve in the quasi-governmental Merchant Marines, and later the US Army. He recorded many anti-fascist songs including “Reuben James” and “Whoopy Ti-yi, Get Along, Mr. Hitler.” American Radical Patriot collects those tunes as well. While at first glance Guthrie’s populist sentiments might seem at odds with the idea of recording in the employ of the Federal government, closer inspection shows that it’s not at all inconsistent. Guthrie saw the federal government as a counterweight to some of the more anti-populist tendencies of state governance; in many ways he’s the polar opposite of the misguided, mean-spirited and short-sighted 21st century so-called “tea party” mentality.

The new set also includes innumerable goodies, but here’s a rundown of the most significant among these. First, there’s a DVD including a 99-minute documentary film Roll On Columbia; eleven of Guthrie’s songs are included. The liner notes – in a chapter entitled “The Bonneville Power Administration Recordings” — tell the story of one man’s heroic stewardship of films (including Guthrie’s music) that were ordered destroyed during the dark days of McCarthyism.

Though it’s of practical use to very few people, the set also includes a 10” 78rpm disc. The record includes an alternate recording of “The Biggest Thing that Man Has Ever Done” (originally cut for the BPA) and a flip-side recording of Bob Dylan covering Guthrie’s “VD Blues.”

The physical package itself is beyond amazing. Housed in a hardcover package designed to look and feel like an old-time “record album,” American Radical Patriot may well be the – from a visual/tactile aesthetic point of view – one of the most impressive box sets ever put together. The 60pp book (not a booklet!) bound inside is essential reading, though readers are advised against attempting to do so while listening ot the CDs. And if all that three-dimensional stuff isn’t enough, an e-book (also available on Disc One as a PDF, and in hard copy form for a nominal additional charge of about $13.50) presents a much longer and more in-depth version of the book included in the physical set.

As a cultural icon, Woody Guthrie, his oral histories and his music are all exemplars of the best qualities of the American experience. That a package such as American Radical Patriot is created to honor him is one of those why-didn’t-they-think-of-this-before things. But here it is. Simply essential.

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Album Review: Bill Frisell — Big Sur

Friday, July 12th, 2013

Avant-jazz. Atonal no-wave. Country. Noise rock. Americana. Those are just a few of the musical idioms within which guitarist Bill Frisell has worked in his thirty-plus years as a recording artist under his own name. With literally dozens of albums to his credit Frisell is unafraid to explore new territory; his musical eclecticism makes, say, Neil Young look unadventurous by comparison.

Frise’ll both a “serious” artist and one who can – when he wishes to – be capable of crafting some very melodic, accessible music. At his best, he keeps both of those qualities to the fore. The latest example of this is Big Sur, an instrumental album that might be termed chamber pop/Americana, though either of those labels is too limiting. Combining the personnel from two of his outfits The 858 Quartet and Beautiful Dreamers, the result is an ensemble that features plenty of classically-leaning string work (Eyving Kang on viola, Hank Roberts on cello, and Jenny Scheinman on violin) with Frisell’s guitar plus drummer Rudy Royston. This configuration means that the group can stomp with some percussion (as on the exceedingly brief “A Good Spot”), turn in a moody work such as “Going to California” (no relation to Led Zeppelin) and “The Animals,” crank out in a vaguely surf-rocking style (the snappy and delightful “The Big One”) or paint a lovely, pastoral sound picture as on “Gather Good Things.”

Big Sur is the result of a commission by the Monterery Jazz Festival, but curiously, the one musical style that listeners will find precious little of here is jazz. Now, with its plucked upright-bass-sounding lower end textures, “Highway 1” comes close to jazz. But skronky electric guitar makes a rare appearance (albeit buried in the mix; Frisell seems intent to give his band mates the limelight on most of Big Sur) for the song’s second half. The sounds veer close in places to the sort of thing Van Dyke Parks might craft, and it’s easy to imagine snippets of Big Sur’s songs edited into “bumpers” on NPR programming.

Varied and charming, Big Sur reveals its nuanced depth on repeated listenings; it’s not the most immediate of albums. On first spin, I wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. Frisell is unrestrained in his desire and ability to combine styles, and to jump from one style to another. But time spent with Big Sur – a work designed to capture in music the grandeur of California’s coastal region – is time well spent.

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Pygmies, Green Bullets, and Shitty Amps: Getting Loopy with Randall Bramblett

Friday, July 5th, 2013

Randall Bramblett began his professional musical career in the 1970s. Working solo and then as a member of Sea Level, Bramblett crafted songs that synthesized a long list of American musical forms: soul, rhythm and blues, rock, and even gospel flavorings. The highly regarded musician recently released The Bright Spots, his eleventh solo album. He recently played to a rapturous crowd at The Isis in West Asheville NC. I caught up with him backstage before the show started. Here’s our conversation.

Bill Kopp: The opening track on The Bright Spots, “Roll” very much has the feel of a live number, and not just because of the backing vocals; it has more to do with production and arrangement. Did you – as so often is the case – build the tracks piece by piece, or did you do some amount of live-in-the-studio tracking?

Randall Bramblett: Yeah, I think we tracked all the rhythm stuff live on that one. [Looks to bassist Michael C. Steele for confirmation, and receives it. Steele notes that the version used on the album was “one of the first two takes.”] Bass, guitar, keyboards…all those were done live.

BK: Even before I knew about the water pygmy samples, “Every Saint” reminded me a little bit of Ali Farka Toure. When you’re writing a song and you have chords and melody, do the lyrics help point you in the direction of the song’s overall aesthetic, or do you aim for a feel and then build a song around that?

RB: Good question. The way I usually write is, I’ll have an idea, a scene, or something. An idea for a song. A few sentences that I’ve written down over a period of time. Then I bring ‘em out, and I turn the computer on, and I use a loop program. A program that has loops from every style. So I’ll just throw up a loop and then play my electric (guitar) and then sing the rest of the song. With those three things – the loop, the guitar, and a sheet with something on it – I can at least get started. And I know, once I get started, once I get the idea going, I play with it. For a long time, usually.

Those pygmy samples, though…those came from (bassist) Michael Rhodes, when I was working with him in a studio in Nashville. I had already demoed the song, but he happened to have this recording of these pygmies, and one of them was “Water Drums,” where they’re playing the rhythm on the water, and laughing. So the next day I thought, since the song begins with the line, “There’s a funny little creek…” it would be cool if we could get the tempo hooked up right so we could use it. So we changed the tempo of the loop in ProTools, and it came out really beautifully. It gave us a sort of magical, sparkling quality. And if you think about it, too, who knows: they’ve been doing that for, what, 20,000 years. They’ve been down there for that long. So they may have been playing this song forever, and we sampled it and took it and added to it, and built a new song.

It also influenced my lyrics on it too. Because I hadn’t finished the chorus. After hearing that, I wrote the second half, about the winds in the forest, and sending children out to play. All that came out of hearing those kids playing in the water. That inspired the lyrics, so it all flowed together. I love that song. I love hearing those kids laughing.

BK: You seem to be having a lot of fun with beats on this album; the drums and percussion are especially musical, and opposed to merely keeping time. “Till the Party’s All Gone” would be a wholly different song with a different drum part. And then when all the instruments kick in on the choruses, it has an almost Stax soul feel.

RH: Right. It does.

BK: How involved do you get in what parts the other musicians play? Do you give them a lot of space, or do you have pretty definite ideas about what they should do?

RB: I bring the demos, and a lot of the time there are parts that I want to hear. So my band will learn that stuff, a lot of times. But the Nashville guys, they’re like, “No, we don’t wanna do that.” [laughs] They’re pretty big stars, so they’re all, “We’ll do it our way.” So it depends on who I’m using.

And I like it either way. It’s good that they were pushing me in Nashville: “No, don’t play that; play this.” They were nice about it and all. And they were suggesting some good suggestions. I like that; that’s why I hire these guys: give me something back!

My guys do that too, but they’re more likely to like the demo and say, “We’d like to do it that way.” Still, they always add their shit to it. [laughs] But in the end, the Athens sessions [on The Bright Spots] are more like the demos [than the Nashville tracks].


Randall Bramblett onstage at The Isis, Asheville NC. Photo © Bill Kopp.

BK: “Whatever That Is” processes the vocals in a way that reminds me of those Green Bullet mics used for harmonicas.

RB: That’s it. [stares and smiles broadly] You didn’t read that somewhere?

BK: No. That’s what it sounds like to me.

RB: That’s exactly what it is. In Nashville, the engineer taped up a Green Bullet and ran it through a shitty amp.

BK: Well, you have to use a shitty little amp; that’s required…

RB: We used a regular mic along with it, so we could mix it in. because you don’t want all that. But you can mix ‘em together and give it that old Howlin’ Wolf feel without too much distortion. When we heard it that way, it got me singing in a certain way. So I sang it more bluesy than I would have normally.

And then when I went to Athens, I said, “Let’s go buy a Green Bullet. We’re gonna do this on all of the songs!” We didn’t do it much; we just put a little of that edge in almost every song. Through that little shitty amp.

BK: There’s no digital effect that can accurately model that; a Green Bullet is a Green Bullet.

RB: And you didn’t read about it anywhere. I’ll be damned.

BK: Two points for me!

Michael C. Steele: Ten points for you! [laughs]

BK: It’s always fun to hear an electric sitar on a song. “John the Baptist” has one, but it has a much more middle eastern feel, not at all like The Lemon Pipers.

RB: On the album, that’s a loop. It came off of some acoustic instrument loop set. And I wrote with that loop, so that’s how that song came about. It sounded so cool, I thought, “I believe I could sing something to this.” But Davis [Causey] also played an electric sitar to give it a little more “meat.”

BK: I’m interested to hear how this song will play live, since the horn section and backing vocals are such a big part of it. When arranging the music for tour dates, do you find you have to make compromises in terms of instruments etc. or is live performance always sort of in the back of your mind when you’re writing the songs?

RB: Well, on this record, we said, “Let’s don’t even think about if we can perform these songs live. Let’s just make it a great record.” And then we had to figure out how to play these things! So on this one, we’re missing the horns, yeah. But the way we’re playing it, I’m pretty much doing the horns on the organ. We’ve got the background vocals; the drummer and bass player sing great. So we’re pretty cool.

We did a show in Athens – a one-time thing – and we had all the horns and background singers. And it was fantastic. But we can’t afford to do that on a tour. We pull it off really well now, and we’ve gotten really good at getting all the guitars going on one guitar. I cover some of the horns, and it works as a four-piece group. I was worried about it, but it actually comes off great.

BK: I’ve got two or three more questions…

RB: Take your time. I’m not in any hurry.

BK: “Trying to Steal a Minute” has a sexy Al Green feel.

RB: Or even Isaac Hayes, a little bit…

BK: Yes. That ‘bloop’ sound that repeats in the background almost sounds like a sample of a vintage video game. What the hell is it?

RB: Yeah, what the hell is it? I don’t know. I really don’t know. I’m telling you, I can pull a loop out that I like and use it for a song, and I’ll have no idea what it is. It doesn’t say what it is; somebody just recorded it and looped it.

We use all those loops. So you’ll hear it onstage tonight.

BK: But you still don’t know what it is! It sounds like what I would have heard as a kid in the 70s going into a video arcade. Space Invaders or something. It’s a totally unexpected sound to find on your album, though.

RB: Well, I didn’t want to do a retro r&b record. I wanted to do something with some edge to it.

BK: We’ve been talking about loops and things, sort of anticipating this question. You’ve been playing, doing session work and recording for a long time, and you’ve been releasing albums under your own name since 1975. How, if at all, has your approach to songwriting and making albums changed in the last few decades?

RB: Some of it comes about because of being able to have a sort of percussion thing; sometimes it helps me get the energy going.

The other thing is, I don’t sit and write like I used to: “Oh, we’ve got a record coming out. I’ve got to stay up for two weeks and write all the songs.” So what I try to do is show up and be more consistent, persistent. Just play with things more.

I mean, I had to learn how to write sober. Because I got sober a long time ago. I used to always write like everybody else: take some speed or coke, drink a bunch, and then you’ll have some great ideas. I’m not one of these people who has these great ideas, where a finished song comes into my head. That doesn’t usually happen. In fact, I don’t know if that’s ever happened for me. I get an idea, and a melody, and I just play with it until it falls together into some meaningful form.

BK: You’re coming back to Asheville this summer for the Bele Chere festival, and I see you’ve got a pretty full tour schedule through late October. What’s next for you after that?

RB: We’re just playing. We’re gonna keep working on this thing a year, probably.

BK: I think the first time I saw you onstage was summer 2006, on an outdoor stage here in Asheville.

RB: We love Asheville. That was probably Downtown After Five. We’ve played a lot in Asheville, really. But I’m still trying to get people to come out. We’ll see how it goes tonight. It’s not easy for us. You know, if you’re somebody like Shawn Mullins who’s had a hit or two, a nationwide thing, you can pretty much go anywhere [and fill a room]. I’m not like that; I’m pretty much unknown, really.

Randall Bramblett need not have worried; The Isis in West Asheville was a packed house, and the audience loved the show. His new album The Bright Spots is out now on New West Records. He’ll perform at Asheville’s Bele Chere festival (July 28 at 4pm) and he tells me he’ll be at the Americana Music Association Festival in Nashville this September. – bk

Album Review: Phil Lee – The Fall & Further Decline of the Mighty King of Love

Thursday, February 21st, 2013

I nearly passed this one by. The cover turned me off, and as I’ve mentioned before, with so many CDs for potential review, an off-putting cover image can sometimes be enough to cause me to just move on. Guy with a hat? Check. Acoustic guitar in hand? Check. Female cover model who I find, well, shall we say, non-arousing? Double-check. But for whatever reason, I decided to give this unwieldy-titled album (The Fall & Further Decline of the Mighty King of Love) a spin.

And it’s pretty damn fine. Phil Lee is a weathered, wizened troubadour, and he sounds like the sort of guy you’d cross at your own peril. But his lyrics are strong and paint evocative pictures. And the musicianship and arrangement is a tasty balance of laid-back and tight-as-a-duck’s ass. The songs all sound as if they were cut with all the effects knobs turned to zero: no bullshit studio trickery for this guy. And that approach suits him well, on songs like the NSFW “Blues in Reverse,” which is sexy, sassy and swaggering all at once.

“All You Need” sounds like a much more countrified Neil Young. “I Like Everything” feels like (but doesn’t sound like) zydeco; it’s not a stretch to imagine the likes of Willie Nelson having a lot of fun with this one. “She Don’t Let Love Get in the Way” shows that Lee is adept at mastering whatever style he sets his sights upon; one can imagine him cutting a very effective rock album were he so inclined. “What Your Baby Wants” is country blues, and “Let your Mind Roll On” is a jugband romp. A credits-roll of “She Don’t Let Love Get in the Way” caps things off nicely, and a bootleg-sounding live “It Can’t Hurt” will leave those who’ve already been won over by Lee’s studio stuff anxious for the opportunity to see and hear his engaging presence live onstage.

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Album Review: The Coal Porters – Find the One

Wednesday, February 6th, 2013

I have a friend who possesses a much wider range of musical interest than my own. Unlike me, she rarely concerns herself with such trifling issues as what genre best describes a particular act. And because – at least I tell myself this is why – she doesn’t spend the better part of her free time writing about music, she doesn’t concern herself unduly with questions such as, “Why do I like (or – much less often — dislike) this?”

And while I don’t always share her affinity for certain acts or styles of music, I often respect her opinion. And she sometimes returns that respect by taking me to task for expressing my dislike for some-or-other artist. And that’s fair enough, because if I can’t back up my point of view, I shouldn’t spend a lot of time expressing it in print.

Occasionally, though, I stumble across something that – at first glance – I “shouldn’t” like. When I say shouldn’t here, I mean that the music doesn’t fit into one of the categories or styles I generally enjoy. And when I think about why this is the case (because, unlike that friend I mentioned, I do think about it), I come to one or two conclusions: either (a) the music features large amounts of things to which I can relate (read: elements of rock music) or (b) the music is so wonderful overall that it transcends genre, even for a listener such as myself.

Now, maybe to someone who’s never listened to Sid Griffin‘s 1980s band The Long Ryders, the music of his current band The Coal Porters doesn’t sound especially rock-influenced. And it may well not be in any sort of overt, easily-identifiable way. Clearly, The Long Ryders always had a strong leaning in what might be labeled alt.country or Americana, though neither epithet was in wide usage in those days.

And maybe it’s because I recognize Griffin’s voice from those rocking tunes when I hear songs like “Barefoot on the Courthouse Lawn.” But I think there’s much more to it than that. Griffin (composer or co-composer of nearly all the songs on the new album Find the One) has always been rooted in popular song forms. So even though the instrumentation is firmly in bluegrass/newgrass territory (fiddles, banjos, mandolins) the songs really do transcend whatever limitations those narrowly-defined genres might seek to impose.

Maybe, too, it’s that The Coal Porters are based in the UK; as a result, perhaps they’ve imbibed some of the British folk influences – you know, Bert Jansch, Richard Thompson (the latter of whom guests on the record!) – that inform the kind of rock I like much more than American folk ever did.

Or maybe, in the end, I’m just guilty (once again) of overthinking the why and overlooking the what. The what in this case is a lovely collection of straight-ahead melodies that put the vocals and lyrics right out front, and that are fully textured with delightful instrumentation. The fiddle solos on tracks like “Hush U Babe/Burnham Thorpe” are every bit as thrilling in their own way as electric guitar solos. And Griffin and his bandmates aren’t afraid to push in both directions: there’s musical saw (you know, the thing from a toolshed) on “Gospel Shore” (it sounds like a Theremin) and a real sitar on an inventive cover of The Rolling Stones‘ “Paint It, Black.” The Coal Porters seem to find the latter song’s hitherto unknown ska roots, yet they make the song sound as if it had been written to be played the way they play it.

Throughout Find the One, the band’s use of Tali Trow on electric bass – rather than upright “doghouse” bass – helps warm the music for the ears of rock-centric listeners such as myself. Griffin trades (and/or shares) vocal duties with Carly Frey (violin), but all four members sing. And while the songs certainly aren’t comedy numbers, humor is a key ingredient throughout. What would you expect from a band with such a punning name, one who includes a notice on their sleeve notes that “No varmints or critters were harmed in the making of this album.”

It’s difficult to know if Find the One – or anything else by The Coal Porters – will end up serving as my entry point into a deeper appreciation of bluegrass-type music. So far I have largely resisted whatever appeal that genre has, though I live in a town fully immersed in it. But I think I’ll take this opportunity – just this once, mind you – to avoid over-analysis, and instead just enjoy a mighty fine album. My friend will surely like it, too.

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