{"id":18320,"date":"2020-02-28T05:30:44","date_gmt":"2020-02-28T10:30:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/?p=18320"},"modified":"2023-07-19T18:30:55","modified_gmt":"2023-07-19T22:30:55","slug":"hundred-word-reviews-for-february-2020","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/index.php\/2020\/02\/28\/hundred-word-reviews-for-february-2020\/","title":{"rendered":"Hundred Word Reviews for February 2020"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Time for some more quick reviews. All good stuff, all worthy of deeper coverage. And all worth your time if you&#8217;re in the mood for some new sounds.<\/p>\n<p><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18326\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/previte_saft_cline.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/previte_saft_cline.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/previte_saft_cline-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/previte_saft_cline-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Previte \/ Saft \/ Cline \u2013 <i>Music from the Early 21st Century<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nBobby Previte is a drummer whose work falls into the avant garde\/no wave box. Nels Cline is (among other things) in Wilco. Keyboardist Jamie Saft is also works in the avant end of the pool. This collaborative project is sort of heavy prog, with elements of psychedelia and krautrock-like drone and <i>motorik<\/i>. Part of its organic vibe comes from Saft&#8217;s use of traditional instruments like Hammond, Rhodes and Moog. Things often evolve (or devolve, depending on one&#8217;s point of view) into noise, but that&#8217;s part and parcel of the improvisational nature of this set. Heavy, angular, intriguing and resolutely uncompromising.<\/p>\n<p><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18327\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/barbeau_kenny_thrust.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/barbeau_kenny_thrust.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/barbeau_kenny_thrust-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/barbeau_kenny_thrust-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Anton Barbeau \u2013 <i>Kenny vs. Thrust<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nAnton Barbeau&#8217;s work has always been delightfully idiosyncratic. His foundation in pop melodicism keeps his stuff from getting too out-there weird, but the music always remains adventurous enough to move beyond what passes for modern psych, powerpop or what-have-you. This set alternates between tracks cut with two different musical aggregations. The sonic aesthetics of Kenny and Thurst differ form one another \u2013 one&#8217;s a bit more jangly \u2013 but Barbeau&#8217;s songwriting and voice are the glue that hold the project together. I give the slight edge to Kenny, but why choose one over another? In this \u201cbattle,\u201d the listener wins.<\/p>\n<p><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18322\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/wicks_tribute.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"348\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/wicks_tribute.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/wicks_tribute-300x298.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/wicks_tribute-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Various Artists \u2013 <i>For the Record: A Tribute to John Wicks<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nThe Records&#8217; John Wicks passed away in 2018, leaving behind an underappreciated (at least outside the powerpop scene) body of work that continued long after the Records&#8217; major-label era. Produced by Spongetones&#8217; Jamie Hoover, this tribute is a fitting memorial that shines a light on Wicks&#8217; later writing. Ray Paul, Peter Case and Don Dixon turn in superb recordings, as do the other acts involved. And it&#8217;s a delight to hear the unmistakable voice of Al Stewart in this context. Tribute albums are rarely as enjoyable as this one. Don&#8217;t miss Bill Berry&#8217;s \u201c1-800-Colonoscopy,\u201d the highlight of a near-perfect album.<\/p>\n<p><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18323\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/emperor_penguin_gravy.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"356\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/emperor_penguin_gravy.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/emperor_penguin_gravy-295x300.jpg 295w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Emperor Penguin \u2013 <i>Soak Up the Gravy<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nHaving reviewed a previous release from this outfit, I expected good things from <i>Soak Up the Gravy<\/i>. But I wasn&#8217;t prepared for just how much of an earworm songs like the opening track \u201cHello Picasso\u201d would be. This music has all of the energy and sassiness of prime &#8217;70s-era rock crossed with &#8217;90s alternarock. It&#8217;s nominally in the powerpop idiom, but honestly, Emperor Penguin has about as much to do with that subgenre as, say, Cheap Trick. In other words, yeah&#8230;but more. I don&#8217;t expect major commercial breakthrough for these guys, but I&#8217;ll look forward to more music from &#8217;em.<\/p>\n<p><b><a name=\"greek\"><\/a><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18324\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/greektheatre_seasons.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/greektheatre_seasons.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/greektheatre_seasons-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/greektheatre_seasons-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>The Greek Theatre \u2013 <i>When Seasons Change<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nOkay, so they&#8217;re not Greek; this band is from Scandinavia, a region that seems to soak up the best from other musical traditions and serve it back to listeners in a way that feels new and traditional all at once. The production values on this record are extraordinary, and the sophisticated and subtle music is simply delightful. The group executes its mastery of many styles, but the 12-string jangle of \u201cLawrence of Laurel Canyon\u201d may be what sticks with listeners most indelibly. As varied an album as you&#8217;re likely to encounter in 2020. And quite possibly among the year&#8217;s best.<\/p>\n<p><b><a name=\"third\"><\/a><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18325\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/third_mind.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/third_mind.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/third_mind-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/third_mind-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>The Third Mind \u2013 s\/t<\/b><br \/>\nWhen artists from different projects get together for a busman&#8217;s holiday, the results can be unpredictable. But this nearly all-cover collection is jawdropping in its effectiveness. You&#8217;ve likely never heard the Blasters&#8217; Dave Alvin sound anything like this. Joined by Victor Krummenacher and others, he tears through improvisational (yet structured) readings of tunes by the Butterfield Blues Band (\u201cEast West\u201d), Roky Erickson (\u201cReverberation\u201d), Alice Coltrane (\u201cJourney in Satchidananada\u201d) and more. In turns heavy, ethereal, searing and contemplative (and mostly instrumental), <i>The Third Mind<\/i> is psychedelia for the 21<sup>st<\/sup> century. And their cover of \u201cMorning Dew\u201d slays the Grateful Dead&#8217;s version.<\/p>\n<p><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18328\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/supersuckers_play.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/supersuckers_play.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/supersuckers_play-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/supersuckers_play-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Supersuckers \u2013 <i>Play That Rock-n-Roll<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nThings change. But some things \u2013 thankfully \u2013 stay pretty much the same. One of the latter is Supersuckers, that irrepressible trio of rockers lead by Eddie Spaghetti. Their high-octane rock is equal parts cock-rock and, well, parody of the form. Are they kidding or serious? Does it really matter? Writing intentionally dumb lyrics like \u201cI Ain&#8217;t Gonna Stop (Until I Stop It)\u201d requires a kind of sophistication all its own. Every one of the tunes on this set swings for the fences, anthem-style. Don&#8217;t miss \u201cGetting Into Each Other&#8217;s Pants,\u201d with its lyrical nod to \u2026 disco. No, really.<\/p>\n<p><strong><a name=\"draper\"><\/a><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18331\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/terry_draper_mars.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/terry_draper_mars.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/terry_draper_mars-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/terry_draper_mars-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Terry Draper \u2013 <i>Sunset on Mars<\/i><\/strong><br \/>\nInveterate liner note readers may recognize the name: Draper was a member of that inscrutable Canadian band Klaatu, they of the \u201care they the Beatles\u201d hype. On his own and living in Florida, Draper remains prolific. <i>Sunset on Mars<\/i> will sound warmly familiar to those who dug <i>Hope<\/i> and <i>Sir Army Suit<\/i>; Draper&#8217;s approach leans in the soothing and melodic direction, and away from harder-rocking textures. I hear bits that remind me of 10cc, Andrew Gold, Supertramp and Alan Parsons Project. Songs are new and old (some written in the Klaatu days) but they&#8217;re all good. Timeless and highly recommended.<\/p>\n<p><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18329\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/alex_dixon.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"345\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/alex_dixon.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/alex_dixon-300x296.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Alex Dixon \u2013 <i>The Real McCoy<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nThere&#8217;s something about the blues that encourages legacy. Sons and daughter of famous bluesmen continue to carry the torch, and some do it supremely well. Alex Dixon is the grandson of one of the greatest, Willie Dixon. And while he doesn&#8217;t sing \u2013 he leaves that task in the quite capable hands of Lewis \u201cBig Lew\u201d Powell \u2013 Dixon plays upright bass (like Grandpa) as well as electric bass and piano. The title of the opening cut (\u201cThere&#8217;s Nothing New Under the Sun\u201d) underscores the fact that traditional blues isn&#8217;t about innovation. But with performances like these, it needn&#8217;t be.<\/p>\n<p><a name=\"yuvalron\"><\/a><b><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-18330\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/yuval_ron.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"350\" height=\"350\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/yuval_ron.jpg 350w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/yuval_ron-300x300.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.musoscribe.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/yuval_ron-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 350px) 100vw, 350px\" \/>Yuval Ron \u2013 <i>Somewhere in This Universe, Somebody Hits a Drum<\/i><\/b><br \/>\nInstrumental ambition and a value on structured complexity are qualities that define progressive rock at its best. This album has those in great supply, and Yuval Ron takes things in some unexpected directions as well. The near-yodeling vocals of the opening\/title track may remind some of Focus. The skittering instrumental runs call to mind Gentle Giant and early Genesis. Elsewhere \u2013 though it&#8217;s a guitar-focused album \u2013 one may detect the influence of Emerson, Lake and Palmer in Matt Paull&#8217;s keys. Roberto Badoglio&#8217;s fretless and fretted bass work is thrilling, and Marco Minnemann is predictably fantastic. Prog&#8217;s alive and well.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Time for some more quick reviews. All good stuff, all worthy of deeper coverage. And all worth your time if you&#8217;re in the mood for some new sounds. 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